"What... what do you want?" The man in black asked tremblingly, his face filled with terror.
Li Changfeng smiled slightly, "So it's Elder Yuankong! I never imagined you were a spy for the Imperial Court!"
"I... I'm not a spy. A man in black let me out to kill you!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng sneered and slowly said, "Do you know who he is?"
"I know! But if I tell you, will you let me go?"
"You think it's possible?"
Yuankong's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. "Unless you let me go, I'd rather die than tell you!"
Li Changfeng sneered, "You really think I can't do anything? Well then, let me show you my methods!"
Suddenly, Li Changfeng spat out a mouthful of yellow phlegm, activated the Life and Death Talisman to condense the phlegm into a yellow, ice-like substance, and then shot it into Elder Yuankong's mouth.
Elder Yuankong swallowed the phlegm, both shocked and furious, followed by a piercing pain that erupted within him.
"Ah"!!!
Elder Yuankong roared in agony as he felt a surge of poisonous energy erupt within him, alternating between hot and cold, painful and itchy. He struggled and rolled frantically on the ground, writhing in excruciating pain, his entire body feeling as if it were being bitten by a million ants.
Despite the excruciating pain, Elder Yuankong cried out, "I'll talk! I'll talk! Please! Give me a break!"
Seeing this, Li Changfeng sneered, "They really won't listen to reason, so they'll have to suffer the consequences!"
She then temporarily neutralized the poison of the Life and Death Talisman for him and slowly asked, "Who is it?"
Elder Yuankong lay on the ground like a dead dog, struggling to say, "It was... it was the Second Elder of the Discipline Hall, Jietan!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng's face darkened, and he thought to himself, "It's actually the Second Elder of the Discipline Hall! The Discipline Hall is supposed to be a place of justice and strict discipline, but I never expected that there would be a spy hidden inside, and such a high-ranking one as the Second Elder!"
"Most people probably won't believe me based on my own words alone. But if I bring Yuankong as irrefutable evidence, things will probably be much better! Fine! Let's take this guy with us to Shaolin!"
After thinking it over, Li Changfeng found a burlap sack nearby, stuffed him into it, slung him over his shoulder like a piece of cargo, and slowly walked toward Shaolin Temple.
There was a rustling sound on Li Changfeng's shoulder, followed by a cold voice saying, "Hey! If you don't want to suffer, you'd better not move, understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Yuankong inside the sack froze, fearing that Li Changfeng would use the Life and Death Talisman again.
The sun was blazing overhead.
Li Changfeng, who had been carrying this sack all morning, was burning up in the heat. Li Changfeng saw a tea stall ahead and, without hesitation, went to ask for a bowl of tea.
"Waiter! Bring me a pot of tea!"
A waiter brought over a pot of tea and placed it in front of Li Changfeng, saying with a fawning smile, "Master! Please have some tea!"
Li Changfeng poured a pot of tea and drank it in large gulps. Then, as if he had thought of something, he picked up the teapot and poured the tea directly onto the burlap sack.
Yuankong was already dying of thirst, and without saying a word, he drank the tea that suddenly flowed out.
At this moment, several young men and women who were drinking tea frowned upon seeing this and whispered, "This monk has thick eyebrows and big eyes; you can tell at a glance he's not a good person. And he's carrying that sack! I bet there's someone inside!"
The pretty woman frowned and said, "We agreed to travel the world together! We're here to help the weak and fight the wicked, to uphold justice! Aren't you going to help with this kind of thing?"
Upon hearing this, the young man in brocade robes declared boldly, "We will intervene! Of course we will! When faced with such evil deeds, we, as disciples of Qingyun Daoist Temple, must intervene!"
The young man in the green robe, who was in the lead, frowned slightly upon hearing this. "We haven't even figured things out yet, how can we act rashly! Besides, we don't know the extent of this monk's strength. Acting rashly could cause trouble!"
The pretty-faced woman said discontentedly, "Senior Brother! We'll find out whether this monk is loyal or evil just by asking! If you're afraid, I'll go ask him myself!"
The young man in brocade robes chimed in, "That's right! That's right! What kind of man is one who cowers and cowers when he's out in the world!"
After saying that, the young man in brocade robes and the pretty woman walked towards Li Changfeng together. The young man in green robes who was in the lead smiled wryly and said, "You guys are really reckless! Sigh! You guys still have too little experience in the martial world!"
He then followed them, and saw the two men swagger up to Li Changfeng and shout, "Hey! Little monk! What's in your bag?"
Li Changfeng smiled slightly upon hearing this, "What's it to you?"
The pretty woman said arrogantly, "Hmph! Little monk! Open the bag obediently and let me see what's inside, or you'll be sorry!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng immediately became interested. "There's shit in here. Are you sure you want to see it?"
The pretty woman blushed with anger upon hearing this, "You... you actually said such disgusting things to brush me off!"
The young man in brocade sneered, "Junior sister! This monk doesn't know what's good for him! I'll let you kick his head around like a football!"
After saying that, he immediately took action, drew his long sword, and thrust it fiercely towards Li Changfeng's throat. His attack was extremely ruthless and vicious, and he intended to kill him with a single move!
Seeing this, Li Changfeng sneered. He was too lazy to even get up from his chair. He casually made a move, and with a sudden pinch of his two fingers, the fierce sword was easily caught between them. Then he twisted it forcefully.
The longsword was instantly twisted and bent, snapping easily like a wooden stick with a clang, while a force spiraled along the arm of the young man in brocade.
"Click!"
A sound of breaking bones rang out, and the flesh and blood of the young man in brocade robes twisted and contorted in a spiral. Blood gushed out, and sharp pieces of bone pierced through the skin. He rolled around on the ground in agony.
"Ah!!! My hand! My hand!"
The pretty woman was terrified and immediately knelt down, tears welling in her eyes. "No... don't kill me!"
Li Changfeng gave the pretty woman a disgusted look. "Get lost! Don't disturb the Buddha's tea!"
At this moment, the young man in the green robe who was leading the group quickly came over, shielded the two of them behind him, and said respectfully, "Master! I'm so sorry! My junior brother and sister are new to the martial world and know nothing. Please forgive them if they have offended you in any way!"
Li Changfeng's eyes were like sharp blades fixed on the young man in the green robe. The young man immediately felt the aura of a fierce tiger surging towards him. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he lowered his body very low, even trembling slightly.
Li Changfeng then withdrew his aura and waved his hand, "You can leave now! Remember to be discerning next time, and don't mess with the wrong people, or you won't even know how you died!"
The young man in the green robe breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been given a new lease on life, and said gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness, Master! We'll be going now!"
Then they pulled the pretty-faced woman up, intending to help her rescue the young man in brocade. Unexpectedly, the young man, his face filled with venom, shouted, "Senior Brother! Kill him for me! Avenge me!"
Upon hearing this, the young man in the green robe broke out in a cold sweat, cursing inwardly, "That damned bastard! Doesn't he have any sense? Do you think I can handle an expert of this level? If he wants to die, he shouldn't drag me down with him!"
Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng's face immediately turned cold. He took a large gulp of tea, then suddenly spat it out, unleashing a sharp jet of water. Like an extremely powerful high-pressure water gun, this jet pierced the head of the young man in brocade robes, killing him instantly!
This situation terrified the two men, who immediately knelt down and begged for mercy. Li Changfeng sneered, "What a waste of my good tea!"
Without saying a word, he shouldered the sack, took a sudden step, and flew towards the Shaolin Temple.