"Hahahaha..." Great Chan Master Ji Mie threw back his head and laughed, seemingly immensely pleased. With a shake of his body, the Buddha statue golden body slowly sank 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 in a ringing voice, "Little monk, do not claim this is not some provoking tactic! Unfortunately, this old monk has seen far too many tricks like this; one more from you makes no difference. In today's battle, this old monk has already shown you plenty of forbearance. Since you have gained your reputation, be on your way! Do not come troubling this old monk again! If you do, do not blame this old monk for showing no mercy!"
With that, Great Chan Master Ji Mie did not spare Chen Jiang another glance before turning and flying into Golden Mountain Temple.
"Damn it~" Xiao Hua withdrew the Nine Dragon Scepter Staff and Dharma Body Golden Body, then used the Water Evasion Technique to fly out from the upper reaches of the Chen River and land atop a boulder. He cursed inwardly, once again at his wit's end. Great Chan Master Ji Mie had seen through his intentions completely, and he had offended him greatly with his words. Forget becoming friends despite their age difference, or turning strangers into friends through a fight—Great Chan Master Ji Mie would not even be willing to see him again. How could Xiao Hua possibly ask him for help?
"There really are all kinds of people in this world!" Xiao Hua scratched his bald head. Hair was gradually beginning to grow over his scalp, making it rather itchy. "How could a monk with such poor cultivation ever attain fruition? If he can