Chapter 36

Chu Li’s eyebrows twitched, and he secretly nodded.

He had already activated the Great Round Mirror Wisdom, and Fashan was indeed cunning. When the time came to act decisively, he directly took the secret medicine, stimulating his potential and increasing his power several times over. He pushed the Vajra Deliverance Divine Skill to its limit, revealing a purple-golden color.

The Vajra Deliverance Divine Skill has 36 forms, divided into six levels: skin, flesh, tendons, meridians, bones, and marrow.

The first level shows a golden color, the second level a purple-golden color. Once the purple-golden light appears, one becomes impervious to blades and bullets, and immune to cold and heat.

"Amitabha..." Fashan chanted a Buddhist name, suppressing his raging anger and murderous intent. He landed in front of Chu Li like a leaf, and struck with his palm.

Chu Li turned and walked away.

He had the Boundless Ocean Power, which could stack his strength. As the First Sect in the world, the Great Thunderclap Temple naturally had such martial arts, but few people had the Withered Prosperity Sutra, so they rarely practiced it. Even if they did, they dared not use it recklessly. However, in a life-or-death situation, there was no longer any hesitation.

Fashan's power increased several times over, and he used the Mountain Pushing Palm. Chu Li did not confront him head-on but chose to evade.

"Where are you going!" Fashan roared, taking a large step and moving like a meteor through the air, instantly appearing behind Chu Li. His palm seemed slow, but it reached Chu Li's back in an instant.

Chu Li dodged at the last moment, barely avoiding it, and rushed into the forest.

Fashan followed closely behind, his movements incredibly fast, and his palm strikes as swift as lightning. Chu Li always managed to narrowly avoid them. In a short while, the two had chased each other for ten miles.

Chu Li kept moving through the forest, using the trees for cover. Trees as thick as wrists were broken with a single palm strike from Fashan, showing his astonishing power. Wherever he passed, over twenty trees were snapped in half.

Fashan's face was filled with anger, and he glowed with a purple-golden light, resembling an enraged arhat. His aura was fierce, capable of subduing dragons and taming tigers, invincible and mighty.

Chu Li knew that hardness could not last long. No matter how strong or miraculous the pill he took was, it could not sustain him for too long. Therefore, he patiently engaged him.

The Boundless Ocean Power was stacked to the third level, causing his meridians to ache slightly.

Thinking about this, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out two Tendon-Through Pills, and swallowed them.

After the Tendon-Through Pills entered his stomach, they quickly transformed into a clear energy that circulated through his meridians, nourishing them and repairing the minor damage.

Chu Li used his lightness skill to move swiftly, while also feeling grateful for the Tendon-Through Pills, which allowed him to endure. Now, he was just waiting to see who could outlast the other.

In a blink, the two had chased each other for over fifty miles, almost out of the forest. Suddenly, Fashan turned and disappeared from Chu Li's sight like a puff of smoke.

Chu Li slowed down, not rushing to chase. He saw through Fashan's plan to turn back and attack. If he pursued, he would fall right into Fashan's trap, who was waiting with the strongest Mountain Pushing Palm.

He leaned against a tree, and surging spiritual energy entered his body, circulating according to the Small Cleansing Meridian Technique, repairing his meridians as if he were in a hot spring.

The spiritual energy from the plants and trees, circulating through the Small Cleansing Meridian Technique, had a strong and rapid effect. In a short while, the pain in his meridians disappeared, and they recovered, even becoming slightly stronger.

He did not rush to attack. Fashan's power had surged, making it difficult for him to fully control the overwhelming strength. His footprints were even clearer than before. With the Great Round Mirror Wisdom, Fashan could not hide.

After half an hour, Chu Li estimated that the effects of Fashan's medicine had worn off. He moved forward, chasing for half an hour, and found Fashan by a wide river.

Fashan was sitting on a large green stone, facing the surging river, in a solemn and dignified posture.

Sensing Chu Li's approach, he suddenly opened his eyes and frowned at Chu Li.

Chu Li stood by the river, with the surging water behind him, and smiled at Fashan: "Monk, we meet again!"

"How did you find me, Mr. Chu?" Fashan asked calmly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Chu Li smiled and said, "My nose is very sensitive."

He couldn't tell the truth to such a cunning person.

"I see..." Fashan shook his head and sighed, "Mr. Chu is truly a genius. It's a pity you didn't join our temple. What a pity..."

Fashan looked weak, as if speaking was difficult, the aftereffects of the secret medicine were taking their toll.

Chu Li smiled and said, "I also think it's a pity. Are you ready to go?"

Fashan smiled at him and suddenly shot into the river at incredible speed.

Chu Li flicked his wrist, and a cold light struck Fashan. The river churned, and a patch of red appeared, quickly dispersing.

His body sank to the bottom of the river. With the Great Round Mirror Wisdom, Chu Li saw that he was not seriously injured. The knife had only grazed his throat, failing to kill him.

Chu Li frowned. This guy was too stubborn. The weakness he showed earlier was a ruse. The Great Thunderclap Temple was indeed not to be underestimated, clearly having secret medicines to counteract the weakness.

The flying knife had only pierced the skin of his throat, causing a lot of bleeding but no serious injury.

Chu Li moved swiftly along the riverbank, chasing Fashan, who was being carried by the current, determined to finish him off.

Fashan held his breath and swam at the bottom of the river.

Unfortunately, Chu Li could see him with the Great Round Mirror Wisdom. No matter how he tried to hide, he could not escape. Chu Li followed from a distance, not rushing into the water.

Chu Li did not know how to swim, and going into the water would only hinder him. The river would also suppress the power of the flying knife. He waited by the river, knowing that Fashan would eventually have to come ashore.

After an hour, Fashan felt he had shaken off Chu Li and leaped out of the river, his body still glowing with a faint purple-golden light. Even so, he remained cautious.

Chu Li moved forward, and the two engaged in battle by the river, exchanging punches and palm strikes. After a hundred moves, Fashan turned and walked away.

Chu Li pursued relentlessly, but he was helpless against Fashan. Once the Vajra Deliverance Divine Skill was activated, he became impervious to blades and bullets, and the flying knife was ineffective. He could only drain Fashan's internal energy. The two quickly entered a forest.

Chu Li suddenly frowned and stopped. Four bald monks were ambushing in the forest, all of them highly skilled, with one even surpassing Fashan.

It seemed the Great Thunderclap Temple had a communication method unknown to Chu Li. Through the Great Round Mirror Wisdom, he knew that Fashan was unaware of the four monks' presence; they had found Fashan.

Chu Li shook his head and sighed, "Monk, you have a big destiny. Goodbye!"

He turned and drifted away. Fashan stood in place, watching him leave, his brows furrowed, puzzled. He knew Chu Li was not so kind as to spare his life!

The four monks flew over like great eagles, their gray robes fluttering, landing beside him. One monk asked, "Brother Fashan, are you alright? Should we chase him?"

"It's you, my senior brothers!" Fashan realized, then shook his head, "We can't catch him!"

"Are we just going to let him go like that?"

"Brother, this person is slippery and cunning. We must be cautious!"

"Are you scared of him?"

"Senior brothers Fazheng and Fayan have already been killed by him, entering the Western Paradise."

"He killed Fazheng and Fayan?!"

"Brother Fashan, at such a young age, he has such great cultivation. Which sect is he from?"

"The Yi Guo Gong Mansion!"

"The Yi Guo Gong Mansion has been declining in recent years, yet it produces such a person. Could he be the Xiao family's young master?"

"He is just a mansion guard."

"A mansion guard is so formidable. It seems the Yi Guo Gong Mansion cannot be underestimated!"

The monks discussed, but had no intention of pursuing. After Fashan explained the situation, the four monks all looked solemn.

"Brother Fashan, this matter is serious," a middle-aged monk frowned. "Such a person must be eliminated early, or he will become a threat to our Great Thunderclap Temple in the future!"

"Yes, I agree," Fashan nodded slowly.

"Let's call the demon-subduing monks to action!"

"Agreed." Fashan nodded slowly.

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