Chapter 51: Chapter 51: The Vengeful Yi Taoist

"Ah~"At that moment, a piercing scream also resounded in the backyard of the Hidden Dragon Temple.

Qing Xu Taoist woke up and was shocked to find himself lying on the same bed with Monk Lianhua, his hand passing through the monk's neck and resting on his shoulder, while the monk's leg was draped over his.

Damn, this bizarre posture.

What's more, his robe was missing a piece.

Hiss~

Upon closer thought, it was horrifying.

Qing Xu Taoist looked around and gently patted his chest.

It's okay, it's okay, no one saw.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to show his face, not even if he jumped into the Qing Shui River and tried to wash himself clean.

The door creaked.

It opened.

The glaring sunlight flooded into the room, colliding into him and revealing everything inside the room crystal clear.

Yi Chen rushed over upon hearing the scream, fearing that something untoward had happened. seaʀᴄh thё NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Behind him stood Qing Yunzi.

Behind Qing Yunzi was Abbess Shuiyue, who had just woken up not long ago.

Behind Abbess Shuiyue were Qing Feng and Ming Yue.

When Yi Chen entered, the scene in front of him also made him freeze.

He quietly retreated and closed the door behind him.

Abbess Shuiyue and Qing Yunzi wore strange expressions, their mouths twitching uncontrollably.

Qing Feng and Ming Yue covered their eyes with their tender little hands, yet their fingers were splayed apart.

With the door closed, the room returned to its previous darkness.

At this moment, Monk Lianhua also slowly came to his senses. He looked at Qing Xu Taoist, and Qing Xu Taoist looked back at him.

Their eyes met.

You look at me, and I look at you.

Silence, dead silence.

Finally, it was Monk Lianhua who couldn't hold back any longer and was the first to ask:

"Qing Xu, what happened here?"

.....

Within the Hidden Dragon Temple, a large group of people were now sitting around the dining table.

Yi Chen's Culinary Skills were not bad. He personally cooked, steaming, stir-frying, and braising the wild boar king he had hunted before, preparing a whole pig feast for everyone. (Cultivators in this realm do not abstain from certain foods)

The pig's trotters were rich but not greasy, rosy in color, and he even carefully fried some sugar to make them look very appetizing.

Part of the pork rib was made into sweet and sour, while another part into red-braised.

In front of Qing Xu Taoist was a plate of stir-fried kidney flowers.

However, the shoulders of several people seated at the table were slightly trembling as if they were holding back something, especially Abbess Shuiyue, whose face had turned red, bright as a Red Delicious apple, which made one want to take a gentle bite.

"Eat, let's eat." Seeing the atmosphere getting a bit awkward, Yi Chen took the lead in breaking the silence and called everyone to start eating.

In truth, he couldn't really be blamed for putting Qing Xu Taoist and Monk Lianhua on the same bed during the day.

Hidden Dragon Temple only had five rooms in total: one for Bai Yunzi, with Qing Yunzi, Qing Feng, Ming Yue, and Yi Chen each occupying one, but suddenly four more people arrived, so how to allocate them?

Abbess Shuiyue definitely needed to have a room to herself.

Lin Baihu would take one room, right?

Qing Feng, Ming Yue, and Qing Yunzi would stay in one room, right?

Yi Chen would need one room, right?

What else could be done with Qing Xu Taoist and Monk Lianhua left over? Yi Chen could only put the two of them in the large bed he had previously used.

Because he was tall, his bed could easily fit two people with plenty of room to spare.

Who would have known that the two of them would not stay still in their sleep while unconscious~

Blame me, why don't you~

This meal was the most awkward one Yi Chen had ever had in years, so awkward that he could dig out a three-room apartment with his toes.

During the meal, no one spoke, everyone silently ate their food, not bringing up what had happened before or making conversation.

During the meal, the observant Qing Xu Taoist even moved the stir-fried kidney flowers in front of Yi Chen.

After finishing the meal, Qing Xu Taoist and Monk Lianhua put down their chopsticks and swiftly bid farewell to leave, as if they had something more terrifying than 'dark robes' chasing after them.

The two of them directly used spells to hasten their journey, disappearing into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye, without even taking the two bags of chestnuts that Yi Chen had prepared for them.

Outside Hidden Dragon Temple, Abbess Shuiyue stood tall and graceful in plain clothes, wrapped tightly around her, revealing only a small section of her swan neck.

She was also bidding farewell to Yi Chen.

"I must thank Yi Taoist for his life-saving grace this time. If it weren't for the Taoist, I'm afraid all of us might have faced disaster."

Abbess Shuiyue bowed deeply to Yi Chen, her figure tensing as she bent, revealing her exquisite curves.

"Abbess is too polite. As fellow Daoists, we should naturally help and look out for one another."

"Qing Feng, Ming Yue, come over here and bring a few bags of chestnuts for the Abbess."

"You have no tact at all."

Yi Chen took the bags of chestnuts that Qing Feng was holding and walked over to Abbess Shuiyue, stretching out his large hand to give them to her.

Because he was backlit, the shadow of Yi Chen's tall figure loomed over Abbess Shuiyue, yet she felt no fear or unease, but rather an involuntary sense of safety arose in her heart.

A rich scent of hormones entered Abbess Shuiyue's delicate nose.

A hint of blush flashed across her cheeks, but it was quickly suppressed by her mana. After thanking Yi Chen, she disappeared into the distance as if she were fleeing.

Yi Chen: "....."

Damn it, how come one runs faster than the other.

Speaking of which, the Abbess really has a nice figure.

Her aura is also exquisite, like an orchid in a secluded valley.

With that in mind, Yi Chen couldn't help but give himself a light slap.

He was damn right, now was the rise of his career, what kind of mess was he thinking about.

Yi Chengzi, Yi Chengzi, you're still wounded.

Yi Chen first went to the front hall to inform Qing Yunzi that he didn't need to be called for dinner as he wanted to cultivate to heal his injuries, and then slowly returned to his room.

At this moment, another graceful figure suddenly emerged in his mind.

Speaking of which, the Abbess really has a nice figure.

Her aura is also exquisite, like an orchid in a secluded valley.

Thinking of this, Yi Chen first stuck his head out, looked around to make sure there was nobody outside, then locked the doors and windows.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

He had his work cut out for him.

After securing the doors and windows, Yi Chen took out... a green jade.

After consulting the books, he now knew what this green jade, which could release electricity, really was.

It was none other than one of the wonders of heaven and earth, the Thunder Stricken Jade.

This was a treasure that could rank within the top ten of all heavenly and earthly oddities.

The books stated that observing its patterns and arcs over the years could even advance one's understanding of thunder techniques, making it a sought-after wonder for cultivators specializing in thunder techniques.

The Thunder Stricken Jade could not only be used for cultivation, but also to wear down some particularly troublesome evil spirits and spectres due to its unique properties—extremely precious.

However, these characteristics were of no practical use to Yi Chen. With trembling hands, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and reached for the Thunder Stricken Jade, only to retract immediately upon touching.

ZZZzzzz.

Alright, now he couldn't think about anything else.

Once, twice, three, four times, five, six, seven, eight times.

...

The cultivation life of Yi Taoist was just this boring and dry.

It wasn't until the sun set and the moon rose that Yi Chen finally ended his cultivation for the day.

He was all tingly, his head buzzing—it was practically torture.

By now, he had reached the limits of his willpower.

After last night's and today's arduous efforts, he finally accumulated a bit more Origin Point and couldn't wait to add it to his constitution among his four-dimensional attributes.

A warm current suddenly appeared within his body, healing his injuries and slowly strengthening his physique. Although it wasn't much, it was indeed a gradual improvement.

The contours of his muscles became clearer and more robust.

"Hmm, so comfortable."

"More enjoyable than rewarding oneself."

Thanks to the healing from the warm current and his robust physique's recovery power akin to that of ferocious beasts, his internal injuries had now healed to about seventy or eighty percent.

Pushing open the window, the evening breeze flowed in, bringing the fragrance of the earth, instantly filling the room.

Yi Chen looked up at the moon overhead, silent.

He clenched his fist, with surging power coursing through his body.

Some scores needed to be settled.

The person behind the scenes who had instigated the Evil Tiger Gang to come, he had that noted down in his little notebook; he hadn't forgotten for a second, even though the situation had forced his hand at that time.

Tomorrow, during the handover, he would ask the people from the Peace and Security Office to investigate. Such a small matter, Lin Baihu would likely not refuse.

The fist is the power, the power is the fist.

A man who clenches his fist is seizing power.

For a trifle like this, the Peace and Security Office surely wouldn't refuse his friendship and goodwill, the camaraderie of a strong man who could fight off the Great Protector's split spirit.

As for the future, Yi Chen already had a clear plan.

In this recent life-and-death struggle with the 'Black Robe,' Yi Chen's strength, while seemingly unchanged on paper, had actually honed his combat skills and mental will, taking yet a small step forward.

That is to say.

He was stronger.

The sacrifice of his life force allowed him a glimpse of the path to the eighth level of True Pure Yang Skill—Purple Ultimate Produces Green, reducing the Deep Red Value needed to break through to the eighth level by a hundred points; now he needed only five hundred points, which was another gain.

This also indirectly proved that his Golden Finger was improving and optimizing based on his understanding.

Yi Chen was no longer in need of being overly cautious in Fengyun County; he was, without a doubt, the highest cultivator there.

In today's Fengyun County, no matter who was behind the Evil Tiger Gang, he now had the right to make them pay the price.

Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Yi Chen revealed a somewhat fierce smile, his aura turning brutal.

"You little bastards, are you all cleaned up?"

"Daoist master is coming to collect."

The surging power caused his long robe to flutter lightly.

This man, he held grudges.

An eye for an eye, a favor for a favor.

Just over two months ago, at eighteen, he stood like a minion, selling tyrant chicken.

More than two months later, by his own effort, no one in Fengyun County could overlook his will.

My name, Yi Chengzi.

The new master of Hidden Dragon Temple.

The person pulling the strings, you're in trouble now.