Why had Yuanshi Tianzun Meng Qi preserved the embarrassing history of his days as Reckless Vajra at Shaolin Temple?
Ahem, his ass...
Lin Xian paused and raised his head to gaze at the sky. An inexplicable sense of oppression weighed on him, and he decided it was better left unsaid.
If a Heaven-Opening Axe came flying in from beyond the heavens, he would have nowhere to cry.
Meanwhile, thanks to the performance of Meng Qi, a Buddhist expert in bodily fortification, the others advanced without obstruction. Along the way, they gradually developed a tacit understanding of how to cooperate and learned how the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation operated.
The Hidden Emperor Fortress mission involved a conspiracy in which its lord used a heaven-bestowed poison, the Soul-Seizing Pill, to control martial experts and attempt to ascend the throne as emperor.
There was no million-strong army, no clash of weapons and armored cavalry, and no red-barreled cannons. They only needed to deal with martial experts and the fortress lord's lackeys. It was essentially a romp through weaklings. Even without Lin Xian lifting a finger, Little Meng's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body enabled the group to steamroll their way forward and find teammates native to this world.
Then Cheng Yong, a local expert controlled by a Soul-Seizing Pill, seized the moment when everyone turned away. With a roar, he lunged at the nearest person.
A veteran of countless battles, Lin Xian watched this crazed act with a cold, unhurried gaze and casually slashed out with his sword.
"Senior Brother Qingyuan, spare him! He's someone we're supposed to rescue!" Before Jiang Zhiwei had finished speaking, Lin Xian's sword light had already fallen.
A great head rolled to the ground as the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation's voice rang out.
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