The lost Life-Bound Treasure

"Juezhao Zhao, why do you think I would agree to your request?" Song Wen sneered.

The Fat Monk exuded an aura of power, causing his robes to rustle loudly.

He grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"The Buddha is compassionate, but also possesses the power of Vajra. Since the Extreme Yin benefactor does not respect the Buddha, then this humble monk has no choice but to seek guidance from the benefactor."

A dazzling golden light emanated from the Fat Monk's massive body, and his fleshy hands shone as brightly as the sun.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, an old man who looked like a Daoist priest suddenly spoke up from behind the Fat Monk.

"Extreme Yin, Master Juezhao, please hear what this old man has to say."

Upon hearing this, the Fat Monk's imposing aura stopped surging but didn't dissipate either, as if waiting for the old man to continue.

As for Song Wen, he smiled slightly and looked at the old man with great interest.

This person is not Tribulation Transcendence stage of cultivation, and is Juezhao the Fat Monk. The fact that he jumped out now is most likely because he had already discussed it with Juezhao.

Song Wen was curious to see what tricks these two were up to.

"Extreme Yin, you hold the lease agreement for the Purple Star Immortal Sect, and should rightfully be the master of Bamboo-Hidden Ravine. However, we have been entrenched here for many years and are not without Foundation. If we insist on causing you trouble, you will not be able to manage Bamboo-Hidden Ravine in peace. As the saying goes, cooperation benefits both sides, while conflict harms both. Why don't we join hands and manage Bamboo-Hidden Ravine together?"

The old man changed the subject and continued.

"Of course, we won't take advantage of you for nothing, senior. We have already prepared generous gifts for you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the gate of one of the Small Courtyard not far away suddenly opened, and six women walked out—some charming and bright, some pure and elegant, some graceful and quiet, some heroic and spirited, some dignified and graceful, and some lively and charming.

The six women had distinct personalities and styles, but all of them possessed stunning beauty.

"Greetings, Senior Extreme Yin."

Six women bowed in unison to Song Wen.

"Please forgive me, senior. All six of them have been carefully trained and are very good at serving people. But rest assured, senior, they are all virgins and have never been intimate with any man. I wonder if senior is satisfied?" The old man's tone still revealed a hint of pride.

Song Wen's gaze fell on the six women, and he had to admit that they were all stunning beauties; it must have taken a lot of effort to train six women with such completely different styles.

However--

Bai Jinge's face instantly darkened, and his eyes burned with murderous intent.

"Elder Hu, do it! I want them all dead!"

Hu Rui suddenly turned her head and looked at Bai Jinge with surprise.

"Elder Hu, what are you waiting for?" Bai Jinge shouted.

"Yes, miss."

Hu Rui raised her hand and a Bronze Hammer appeared.

The Bronze Hammer is about half a zhang long, with a round hammerhead the size of a watermelon at the top.

This surprised Song Wen somewhat.

Judging from Hu Rui's Law Treasure, she is most likely a body cultivator, skilled in close combat.

However, Hu Rui remembered Song Wen's earlier warning— Juezhao and the others had likely set up a killing formation in advance. Instead of charging out with the Bronze Hammer, she made a hand seal and Hand Seals at the Bronze Hammer.

The Bronze Hammer shone brightly, instantly expanding and growing to the size of a small Xiao Shan, before smashing down towards the group of opponents.

"Late Lingxu Dao Immortal Stage?!"

The Fat Monk's expression changed slightly.

He clearly hadn't expected that Song Wen would have a Late Lingxu Dao Immortal Stage as an accomplice. Or rather, the person within the Purple Star Immortal Sect who had tipped him off hadn't informed him that 'Extreme Yin' had an Immortal-level expert assisting them.

That's why he kept his attention on Song Wen and ignored Bai Jinge and Hu Rui.

The Fat Monk and his men, including the old man, turned deathly pale instantly.

Before the Bronze Hammer even fell, its overwhelming aura had already enveloped them, making them feel as if they were under the pressure of a towering mountain.

"Don't panic!" the Fat Monk shouted, "You all quickly form a battle formation according to plan, and this humble monk will block the Bronze Hammer."

As he spoke, the Fat Monk waved his left hand, and a Kasaya suddenly appeared.

The Kasaya gleamed with golden light, and expanded with the wind, instantly becoming dozens of miles wide, undulating like the surface of water, hanging above the heads of the Fat Monk and the others.

"Bang!"

The Bronze Hammer struck the Kasaya, producing a dull thud.

The Kasaya trembled violently, surging like waves. Golden light spread across the fabric, completely dissipating the earth-shattering force of the Bronze Hammer and throwing it back into the sky.

Hu Rui frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She could clearly sense that the power of the Kasaya was significantly weaker than that of her Bronze Hammer, but—

"Overcoming strength with softness?"

The surprise and doubt in Hu Rui's eyes dissipated, replaced by a chilling glint.

"I'd like to see how many blows this Kasaya can withstand!"

The Bronze Hammer, which had retreated high in the sky, quickly regrouped and fell heavily once more.

Meanwhile, the Fat Monk's subordinates had already dispersed and were standing in various places on the Small Earthen Slope.

They channeled all their magical Law Power into the mountain beneath their feet.

The soil on the mountainside immediately rolled down, revealing dark rocks.

Mystical Array Patterns are carved on the rock.

The array patterns flowed like mercury and silver, and in an instant, the entire Xiao Shan was bathed in a leaden gray glow.

However, the Xiao Shan was merely the linchpin of the grand formation; its coverage extended far beyond this area. As one could see:

From the Small Courtyard not far away, a beam of lead-gray light suddenly shot into the sky. In addition, from a nearby Xiao Shan, a densely forested depression, and a pond, a beam of lead-gray light also shot into the sky.

Four beams of lead-gray light rose hundreds of miles into the sky, then spread out like gray clouds covering the horizon.

The gray clouds transformed into a semi-transparent barrier, like a giant bowl turned upside down, protecting the Fat Monk and his entourage within.

The Bronze Hammer and the Kasaya, who were originally locked in combat, were also shrouded in the Lead-Gray Barrier.

Hu Rui's face stiffened.

"Not good. This formation has the ability to isolate Divine Sense; my Life-Bound Treasure has lost its connection."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Bronze Hammer lost its spiritual light, returned to its normal size, and was sent flying by the Kasaya.

The Fat Monk reached up with his left hand and grabbed at the sky. The Kasaya immediately floated down and quickly shrank to about ten feet in size, hanging on his body.

"Benefactor of Extreme Yin, may we sit down and talk now?" The Fat Monk clearly felt he had the upper hand, his fat face beaming with smiles.

Song Wen glanced at the Lead-Gray Barrier.

The barrier was only a few miles away from the White Rainbow Sky-Patrolling Boat.

If the spaceship had moved forward a little further, or if they had listened to the Fat Monk's nonsense and disembarked to discuss the matter, the three of them would probably have already fallen into the formation by now.

Song Wen's expression was mocking, and his tone was sarcastic.

"Juezhao Zhao, you bald monk, you've trapped yourselves in an array. Where do you get the confidence and audacity to believe I'll negotiate with you?"