"Ha ha ha ha..." Great Chan Master Ji Mie threw back his head and laughed, seeming thoroughly delighted. With a shake of his body, the Buddha statue golden body slowly sank back into him, and the Red Lotus Karmic Fire above the Chen River vanished into the void as well. Then he looked at Chen Jiang and said loudly, "Little monk, do not tell me this is not some provocation tactic! Unfortunately, this old monk has seen far too many tricks like this; one more makes no difference. In today's battle, this old monk has already shown you ample forbearance. Since you have gained your name, be on your way! Do not come trouble this old monk again! If you do, do not blame this old monk for showing no courtesy!"
With that, Great Chan Master Ji Mie did not spare Chen Jiang another glance. He turned and flew into Golden Mountain Temple.
"Dammit..." Xiao Hua put away the Nine Dragon Scepter Staff and Dharma Body Golden Body, then used the Water Evasion Technique to emerge upstream from the Chen River and land atop a boulder. He cursed inwardly. Once again, he was at his wits' end. Great Chan Master Ji Mie had seen through his intentions as clearly as daylight, and he had offended him badly with his words. Forget about becoming friends despite their age difference, or turning strangers into friends through a fight—even meeting him again would likely be unwelcome. How could he still speak of asking for his help?
"These days, there really are all kinds of people!" Xiao Hua scratched his bald head. Hair was gradually growing back atop it, making it rather itchy. "How could a monk with such poor cultivation possibly attain fruition? If he can attain fruition, then the Buddhist Sect is