Chapter 681: Chapter 681

Guo Li let out a sinister laugh and said, "They say the upper beam is not straight, and the lower beam is crooked."

"A Li, shut up." Guo Zhuang immediately gave his brother a warning look. He well understood that the Northern religion was now dominated by the Esoteric Sect. Guo Li making careless jokes about it here might be safe for now in a gathering, but being so loose-lipped during solitary actions could easily cause major trouble.

Guo Li might have been dissatisfied, but he listened to his elder brother and kept his mouth shut, no longer continuing the discussion. However, the other Demon Hunting Bureau brothers, witnessing these Guo brothers, who always wore bronze masks and never showed their true faces, now had a significant change of heart.

They originally thought these two were not good people, especially Guo Erlang, who was mysterious and unfathomable in his actions before. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be such a straightforward and good man.

The group gathered together to whisperingly discuss their next steps, deciding to use Niu Village as the center to begin purging the demons nearby.

Once the action was completed, they could send the captured demons or their bodies to the Great Zen Temple.

The Great Zen Temple, standing in the north, was a Holy Land for the Buddhists and the source of confidence for Households Commander Zuo and others to act in the north. Especially with the red-haired Yan Kong in the temple, who had now transformed into the Blood Bodhi Tree, reclaiming the cultivation of Zen Master Red Moon. In terms of strength, he was not below Abbot Xiong Chan, and he could even face the Snowfield Living Buddha, utilizing the Great Zen Temple’s terrain to fight.

Deep within Prince Yu’s Mansion, a thick stone door of a secret chamber was tightly closed, shutting out external light and sound.

Inside, a bronze lamp flickered with ghostly green flames, casting an eerie and terrifying atmosphere over the entire secret chamber.

The skeletal fingers of Lama Shan Zhi gently caressed the edge of the Gabala Bowl. The body of the bowl was cold and piercing, as if carrying infinite resentment. The water in the bowl moved spontaneously, creating ripples, reflecting the remnants of the burnt demon altar by Households Commander Zuo. Those remnants flickered in the ripples, as if narrating the intensity and brutality of the battle.

Suddenly, the nine skulls inlaid around the bowl’s rim simultaneously opened their eyes, their sockets glowing with a bizarre red light, their voices sharp and piercing: "That wretch ruined the Buddha’s Mandala Array Eye; his skull must be taken to reforge the altar!"

Lama Shan Zhi slightly nodded, his face showing no expression, making it impossible to discern his thoughts. Then he slowly walked out of the secret chamber, heading toward where Prince Yu was.

Prince Yu reclined in a tiger-skin throne, his fingers gently caressing the sealing wax on the secret report from the Blood Drop Seal.

Soon, Shan Zhi arrived.

Prince Yu heavily threw the secret report onto the purple sandalwood table, making the gilded beast-head paperweight slightly shift.

"Does the master know that the Demon Hunting Bureau has sent people north again?"

Shan Zhi nodded and informed Prince Yu about the actions of Households Commander Zuo and others.

Prince Yu frowned: "Didn’t the master say that the monks of the Esoteric Sect were all here to exterminate demons and safeguard the way, so how come...?"

He wasn’t foolish and clearly sensed something amiss.

Shan Zhi smiled: "These demons have been accepted by us as protector gods. They’re just making stops on their way, helping a few lost sheep, Prince, please don’t harbor any resentment for this."

Prince Yu let out a cold laugh: "Master, I don’t think the matter is that simple."

Shan Zhi clasped his hands together, chanting a Buddha’s name, and then said meaningfully, "As the Regent, Prince should be broad-minded. Moreover, our monks help Prince promote high-yield crops, which is a deed of immeasurable merit. Even if there are some inappropriate actions, they shouldn’t be pursued or held accountable, right?"

Prince Yu knew that it was not the time to turn against the Esoteric Sect. He was very clear that without their and Murong the Grandmaster’s help, his position would be extremely precarious.

Having tasted the power of wielding authority, he no longer wanted to be toyed with by his father arbitrarily.

He would rather die holding power than be forced to death or driven insane by his father!

Everything he reached today was forced by his father.

Prince Yu: "The Demon Hunting Bureau has gone north several times, and not once have they come to report to me, showing utter disregard for me, the Regent. Here’s the plan: no matter right or wrong, Master, send people to bring them before me. I want to ask them personally if they still regard me as the Regent."

"What the Prince says is very true. I, the humble monk, will go and invite them right away." Shan Zhi Lama smiled, walked out the door, and soon arrived at a spacious courtyard.

In the courtyard, three hundred Blood Drop Seal cavalry were calibrating triple-shot crossbows, in whose arrow quivers glimmered the blue light of armor-piercing arrows, all Xuan Tie Poisoned Arrows developed secretly by the Capital City’s Ministry of Industry.

"Gentlemen, by the Prince’s command..." Shan Zhi Lama calmly issued orders, at the same time, unleashing his Martial Arts Grandmaster aura mixed with the blood energy of the Blood Drop Seal cavalry, like a blazing flame soaring into the sky, alarming all sides of the Capital.

In the Elysium Tower, Heart Moon Fox gazed at this terrifying surge of scorching blood energy, secretly astonished.

"What big action is happening again?"

Her beautiful eyes rippled for a moment, then suddenly moved in her heart, casting her light towards the Great Zen Temple.

At the Great Zen Temple, outside the Heart Zen Institute, beneath the Blood Bodhi Tree, someone was beginning a game of chess, and his opponent was none other than the Blood Bodhi Tree, the red-haired Yan Kong.

This person was Xu Qing, and he held an extra chess piece in his hand, his wrist suspended high, dropping the piece with a grandeur never before seen, and the position where it landed...

Heart Moon Fox, being well-versed in chess, noted, "It’s a star point; this is not a conventional opening."

But upon thinking that the one making the move was Xu Qing, she was no longer surprised.

The opposing Blood Bodhi Tree—red-haired Yan Kong—first glanced at Heart Moon Fox, then followed by responding with a chess piece.

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