423: Chapter 27: Taoist, Sword Cultivator, and Monk_3 423: Chapter 27: Taoist, Sword Cultivator, and Monk_3 “…He will.”
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At the Tailing Mountain Top, a cool breeze swept past.
The rain intensified.
“Little Mountain Master, are you just leaving like this?”
Duan Zhao looked at the barrier where the Holy Light had dissipated, his expression bewildered.
The Little Mountain Master?
Just abandoning me like this!
The disciples from Fan Yin Temple and Yuqing Pavilion exchanged puzzled glances.
They had heard that Miao Zhen and Jun Mountain were unrestrained, but this was too unrestrained…
Of course, the person with the worst expression was the Special Enforcement Officer, Copper Bone.
He was ordered by Yuan Jimo to come for talks.
But after the barrier disappeared, the ground was littered with corpses, with dead Evil Cultivators everywhere, and the landscape was a tragic sight…
The envoy from South Border had been entirely wiped out!
What was there left to talk about!
How was he to report back to the head after returning?
“Everyone, please stay!”
Seeing the mess on the mountaintop, Copper Bone lost his composure, subconsciously using the privileges of the Imperial City Department to hold back everyone preparing to leave.
He brought out his Magic Artifact, using the Power of Dao to envelop Tailing Mountain Top and form a new barrier!
“People have unexpectedly died on Tailing Mountain tonight.
The Imperial City Department shall investigate this matter by law, and I ask everyone to accompany me back to the city.”
With these words, chaos erupted at the mountaintop.
Copper Bone was extremely frustrated.
The mess tonight was truly difficult to deal with.
The only cleanup solution he could think of was to first escort these “onlookers” back to the Imperial City.
At the very least, that would provide an explanation to his superior.
But it would ultimately be hard to explain to the Three Great Sects…
The envoys sent from afar didn’t even get to see the face of the Imperial City Special Envoy before they were killed!
This news, should it spread, would make anyone doubt whether the Great Chu Royal Family intended to cooperate in wiping out the Paperman Sect.
The matter of expelling demons was likely to be delayed!
Copper Bone glanced around, the only good news being that these Taoist disciples and monks from Fan Yin Temple were not of very high cultivation level.
He had already used the Communication Order to notify other Special Enforcement Officers of the Imperial City Department, so these people should be able to be taken away without issues.
Just as he had this thought.
At Tailing Mountain Top, a trembling sound arose.
In the distant sky, a sun burning with blue light took several slow steps amidst the rain curtain, each step spanning hundreds of feet.
The thirty-one True Words from the Ming Sha Treasure Staff materialized, surrounding the young Buddha’s son like stars.
With Miao Zhen’s last step, the barrier shattered.
He approached Special Enforcement Officer Copper Bone and softly recited a Buddhist chant.
Copper Bone knew that an extraordinary young monk had come from the Da Li Dynasty, a reincarnation of a high-ranking monk from Fan Yin Temple, of noble identity and profound realm.
He had come specifically to welcome the Buddha Bone from the Great Pudu Temple.
Indeed, his presence was regal and awe-inspiring, deserving of reverence, but for some reason, he sensed anger in the monk’s demeanor.
He also knew.
Detaining these monks tonight was actually inappropriate.
Everyone who died at Tailing was an Evil Cultivator from the Southern Border, and this matter wouldn’t withstand scrutiny.
But, after all, he was the Imperial City Special Envoy, and anyone coming near Imperial City owed the Department a measure of respect.
So, he thought for a moment, waiting for the other person to speak.
If Miao Zhen was sincere enough, he would reconsider whether to continue detaining people.
“Are you the Imperial City Special Envoy?”
Miao Zhen indeed spoke up, initiating the inquiry.
“Yes, I am ‘Copper Bone.'”
Copper Bone nodded and gave his name.
“Copper Bone…
a good name.
Just because these people died, you intend to detain this poor monk and the emissaries from Fan Yin Temple?”
Miao Zhen complimented him coolly and then raised his second question.
“Yes.”
Copper Bone paused momentarily before continuing.
After that.
There wasn’t a third question.
Having asked this, Miao Zhen simply uttered a soft “good.”
Copper Bone suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and he suddenly heard a harsh whooshing noise.
The young monk standing before him unexpectedly lifted his Treasure Staff, and the thirty-one golden True Words burst forth, roaring like wind and thunder, completely blocking his view.