You lost.
With no chance of reversal for the white pieces on the board, the situation has become hopeless.
The red-robed monk smiled and looked at the Luoxia Captain opposite him, saying, "What a coincidence, this humble monk is skilled at chess."
This was the bet he made with the middle-aged man who lost everything in a single day.
As long as one can defeat oneself on the chessboard, the remaining people of Luoxia City can live.
But the results are in now.
The face of Luoxia Captain was filled with terror. He had no right to refuse this bet and could only kneel down in front of the red-robed monk, saying:
"Master! Master!"
"Do not harm the people of Luoxia! I'll give you my life! Xianjing Continent still has a governor in charge; if you slaughter them all, even you won't escape unscathed!!"
The red-robed monk seemed not to hear, casually patting the jeweled pouch at his waist.
The shocked and furious Luoxia Captain was thus stuffed into this [Myriad People Bag], unable to utter a single decent threat.
As Buddhist Disciple, he had been in contact with the high-ranking officials of Dasheng for a long time, and clearly knew where their bottom line was.
It was just a joke to pass the time, so how could it really be allowed to run rampant within the territory of Dasheng?
Naturally, they wouldn't intentionally block their own path to survival.
This bet was merely intended to torment this resolute Luoxia Captain.
"Unfortunately, he's still too spineless."
The red-robed monk shook his head slightly, a hint of boredom flashing in his eyes.
Compared to these embers of depleted potential, those rising stars of Martial Dao, full of Blood Vitality, are more likely to ignite his interest.
With the blessing of the forbidden technique [Demon Subduing Muscle-Tendon Classic], which devours the physical foundations of those geniuses, his already terrifying Martial Dao talent can reach even greater heights.
Why not?
However, although the Demon Subduing Muscle-Tendon Classic is incredibly profound, it cannot allow him to devour the innate bones of geniuses an unlimited number of times.
To date, he only has one slot left that he can refine.
This does not prevent the [Demon Subduing Muscle-Tendon Classic] from being a forbidden technique of the Great Brahma Palace.
Vajra Buddhist Disciple, confident in his extraordinary talent, originally intended to kill and refine the equally talented Xuanming Sword Master from the Xianjing Continent. However, despite his haste, he was still a step too late.
By the time he arrived at the foot of the Sword Sect Mountain, news of Zhou Qingyan's defeat had already spread throughout the land.
The world is full of comparisons.
Zhou Qingyan was originally the best choice, but now that there's an even better option, why would Vajra Buddhist Disciple be willing to settle for second best?
He always strives to satisfy himself to the fullest.
That's why he came to the Luoxia City area specifically to set up a trap to kill that Dragon Pool lieutenant.
And now.
The main course has come knocking on our door.
Under the gloomy sky, a dark figure sped along the deserted street, moving with ghostly speed and a clear objective.
It was the Vajra Buddhist Temple in the heart of the city, where the Buddha Light shone most intensely, yet was also the most dazzling!
As One of the Four Extremes of the [Four Extremes Twelve Gates], the Great Brahma Palace is naturally a representative of Buddhism within the Great Sheng territory, and the Buddhist temples here also fall under their jurisdiction.
The question is, did that Buddhist master really intend to capture and bring to justice the Vajra Buddhist Disciple is currently on the run in Dasheng?
Ye Li believes this question deserves a big question mark.
The fact that the Great Brahma Palace "requested" the governors of the surrounding continents not to intervene shows that they are absolutely capable of posing a threat to the current Vajra Buddhist Disciple.
If even a Venerable One can achieve such a feat, then it goes without saying that a Supreme Being in the Immortal Realm can do it even better.
Once the location is pinpointed, if it's not obtained within three days, it's entirely the Buddhist master's own fault.
However, since the incident, much more than three days have passed.
Clearly, the Great Brahma Palace is not very concerned about hunting down the fallen Buddhist Disciple.
Since that's the case, then I'll do it for you...
Ye Li let out a silent sigh.
To be honest, he really enjoys helping people resolve such difficulties.
As for the consequences afterward, those will need to be addressed later.
Alas!--
The wind howled, broken doors, crumbling walls, congealed bloodstains... the scenery along the way rushed past him like a hellish scroll, yet failed to stir even a ripple in his calm, unwavering eyes.
Ahead, the once solemn and majestic vermilion gates of the Buddhist temple now revealed an eerie, bloody sheen.
The gate was tightly shut, isolating both the inside and outside.
However, an overwhelming, suffocating aura of Buddhist authority and the stench of blood could not be contained and emanated from the crack in the door, weighing heavily on the hearts of everyone who approached!
"..."
Ye Li stood still in front of the temple gate, his figure as straight as a spear.
He didn't knock or say anything extra; he simply raised his hand and gently pressed it against the seemingly heavy door.
Boom--!
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a muffled, trembling sound!
Immediately afterwards, the Buddhist temple gate, which had been blessed by the Buddha, along with the restrictive Runes on it, instantly collapsed and shattered inward, turning into countless wood chips and golden fragments that fell down in a flurry!
Inside the gate was not the Buddhist hall as expected, but a courtyard shrouded in Buddha Light, yet with an eerie and indescribable atmosphere.
In the center of the courtyard, there is a stone table and two stone benches.
On one of the stone benches sat a young monk dressed in a robe as bright as blood.
As Ye Li arrived, the monk slowly turned around.
His face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly, with red lips and white teeth, and a warm, spring-like smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
The crashing sound of the broken gate collapsing and the sudden influx of blood red-robed monk in the slightest.
He slowly raised his eyes, his smile growing deeper, carrying a childlike, innocent cruelty, as he met Ye Li's gaze, which was calm to the point of being deathly still.
"We are sorry for not welcoming our distinguished guest properly."
The Vajra Buddhist Disciple slowly rose, clasped his hands together, and his smiling voice, unusually clear in the deathly silent courtyard, said:
"Young Kamaloka has been waiting for General Ye for quite some time."
"General Yushan's victory at Jade Mountain and the Sword Master Ceremony twice shook the celestial realm; his fame resounds like thunder. Today, seeing his true face, his extraordinary bearing is indeed worthy of his reputation."
Ye Li's gaze swept across the courtyard, finally settling on Wu Xiang's flawlessly smiling face, and he finally asked the question that had stopped him from acting immediately:
"Is the whole city dead?"
His voice was low, and you couldn't detect any change in his emotions.
The smile on Kamaloka's face froze for a moment, then he burst into laughter as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world, and even his Buddhist prayers were difficult to maintain.
"Hahaha... General Ye is joking!" Kamaloka laughed until tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wiped them away, and continued in a somewhat cold tone:
"How could a monk, who is compassionate, do such an evil deed that offends heaven and earth?"
"This humble monk doesn't eat everything, especially not the kind of garbage that damages one's foundation. Besides, the Great Sheng Immortal is still alive. Do you really think this humble monk is a fool who's tired of living, rashly massacring the city?"
At this point, he seemed to notice the thick, almost impenetrable aura of blood outside the Buddhist temple, and exclaimed in realization, "Ah!"
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten." Kamaloka's tone was tinged with apology. "When I first entered the city, I intended to control this place through persuasion, but I never expected that it would be shrouded in Imperial Qi, and that most of the people here are stubborn resistant people who do not understand Buddhism."
"Out of desperation, they killed some as a warning, but that backfired, so they killed some more, and only then did they successfully achieve their goal."
As for the rest...
He raised his hand, took off the human-skin pouch from his waist, casually tossed it in front of Ye Li, and said indifferently:
"Here it is. If the general is capable, why don't you come and take it yourself?"