The cultivators present all sucked in a cold breath.
To dare curse a Fourth Tribulation Immortal to his face for spouting bullshit—Chen Changqing's audacity was simply boundless.
True Person Kongwu did not flare up in anger. Instead, the compassion on his face deepened.
"Heaven cherishes life. This old monk cannot bear to see a peerless talent like you fall into the demonic path, doomed beyond redemption through countless tribulations."
"Today, this old monk is willing to show great mercy and make an exception by accepting you as the final guardian disciple of Great Thunder Sound Temple."
"So long as you follow this old monk to Great Thunder Sound Temple and sit quietly before Ten Thousand Buddha Cliff, chanting scriptures for three hundred years, receiving the cleansing of Buddhist teachings and washing away the slaughter and sins upon your body, this old monk will not only guarantee your safety, but also impart the Great Vehicle Buddhist Dharma to you and help you attain the true fruit of the Great Dao."
True Person Kongwu slightly raised his chin, his tone carrying the composure of one bestowing charity.
"Benefactor Chen, lay down your butcher's blade and come with this old monk."
The moment those words fell—
The Ji Clan members were stunned, and so were the old monsters of the True Martial Immortal Sect and Phoenix Clan.
They had thought True Person Kongwu was about to strike down a demon. They had not expected this bald old bastard to want to forcibly convert Chen Changqing and take him away.
If Chen Changqing truly entered Great Thunder Sound Temple, would it not strut about sideways from then on?
Chen Yuan immediately burst into a stream of curses.
"Spout your mother's serene spiral chain-fart bullshit!"
"**Kongwu, you bald old bastard, do you still want that