I Can Destroy Planets with My Psychokinesis-Chapter 233. Target

"Speaking of which, the origins of Xuanzang Temple are quite interesting."

Xia Weiyun asked with a smile, "Do you know what ’substitute monks’ are?"

Lu Li wasn’t very clear about it, but Xiao Cha immediately replied, "It means finding someone to take on the monkhood in one’s place."

"That’s right," Xia Weiyun said with a mocking smile: freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"The Golden Race Nobles want the blessings but aren’t willing to shave their heads and abide by the strict monastic rules, so they came up with the idea of finding others to become monks on their behalf. All the monks in Xuanzang Temple are ’substitute monks.’"

Lu Li was somewhat speechless; wasn’t this just deceiving oneself?

Then he immediately asked, "If that’s the case, shouldn’t the sect’s strength be quite weak?"

"Mediocre at best," Xia Weiyun said:

"They’re connected with the Golden Race Nobles, and a little leaking of benefits keeps them running. They’ve managed to cultivate an Innate Realm abbot... but that’s about it. Xuanzang Temple can’t really be counted as a sect, but rather just as a powerful clan."

"Not a sect?"

"That’s right! Only those who occupy a Spirit Vein and have cultivators passing down traditions generation after generation can truly be called a sect."

Knowing Lu Li came from overseas, Xia Weiyun wanted to tell him more:

"The most powerful today are the five super sects that occupy the ’Five Immortal Mountains’! Drawing from the Spirit Veins of the immortal mountains and the Wish Power of all living beings, each of the five sects has a Great Grandmaster, a ’Manifesting Saint’ True Monarch holding down the fort, shaking the whole world as a major force."

Xiao Cha listened with great interest and even asked proactively:

"The Governor’s daughter’s master—Qiu Yan, is she from the Hua Mountain Sect?"

"Indeed," Xia Weiyun nodded. "She’s a True Inheritor of Hua Mountain Sect and a World Traveler."

At that moment, Lu Li suddenly asked:

"The ’Five Mountains’ being so mighty, yet their presence seems so low... even letting the Chuyun people act arrogantly?"

Hearing this, Xia Weiyun scoffed:

"They consider themselves immortals, aiding the world and saving people, warding off aggression. Naturally, they’re nowhere to be seen. But if a Magic Treasure or Spirit Vein emerges... just watch, you’ll definitely see them in action immediately."

Lu Li frowned and said, "How can eggs remain unbroken in a nest that’s overturned? Aren’t they going to intervene?"

"It’s because they have ’Spirit Realms’" Xia Weiyun said:

"Spirit Realms, formed by mighty Mana or naturally occurring sacred places, are where they hide no matter how big the issue; they just wait inside until the world is at peace before coming out."

Upon hearing this, Lu Li’s impression of the five sects plummeted.

They enjoy gifts but shirk their responsibilities; they’re trash, that’s all.

And through this conversation, he also learned that Xuanzang Temple was merely a powerful clan...

Lu Li then suddenly wanted to stage a "sect eradication rehearsal"!

Right now, heavy firepower was soon to be in hand, and the overall target remained the same: to destroy the Jiushan Sect.

Even without considering Cultivation Method, Lu Li was also quite interested in that Spirit Vein.

To ensure complete destruction of a genuine Cultivation Sect, a rehearsal, of course, seemed necessary.

Xuanzang Temple was thereby a perfect target!

Thinking this, Lu Li inquired:

"Sister Xia, how do you plan to deal with Xuanzang Temple? Its abbot is an Innate Martial Artist, quite strong, right?"

"Just a Power Warrior who was lucky to break through."

Xia Weiyun, completely unaware of her brother’s intentions, reassured him:

"This person doesn’t possess Refining God Cultivation; his strength is limited. The only issue is that there’s too much at stake at the moment; it’s just not the time to take care of him, so don’t worry."

By then, Xiao Cha had already recognized her man’s intent and cooperated by asking:

"Sister Xia, how powerful is an Innate Martial Artist exactly?"

She was both seeking information and genuinely curious.

Xia Weiyun, unsuspecting, smiled and answered:

"Martial Arts Innate means converting inner breath into True Qi, a strength of one dragon, which is about 120,000 pounds. They can burst at speeds exceeding 100 meters per second, are immune to all firearms, and even bombs can only harm them at extremely close range."

"How powerful!"

"Indeed, let’s motivate each other to strive for breaking through to this realm~"

As Xia Weiyun spoke, she subconsciously glanced at Lu Li’s leg.

For her brother to break through to the Innate, it seemed like a big challenge was ahead.

And with no questions left, Lu Li took the initiative to bid farewell:

"I’ve interrupted for quite some time; we should be going now."

"Alright, come over anytime if there’s anything."

Xia Weiyun personally descended the stairs to see them off, not revealing a grave expression on her face until the two had left.

"Even Xuanzang Temple has sided with the Chuyun people, what has become of this world..."

~~~~~~~~~

The ten thousand mu of temple farmland at Xuanzang Temple were all planted with opium.

With such a yield, it could not be consumed by the North alone; its main market was the bustling Jiangnan.

But now, due to the Chuyun people’s continuous release of new drugs into the market, the price of opium had plummeted by 40%.

Logically, such cutthroat competition should have driven the two parties to become sworn enemies.

Even Master Nan believed that when faced with two evils, one should choose the lesser, and considered Xuanzang Temple an entity with which they could unite.

But reality had turned out otherwise.

At this moment, within Xuanzang Temple.

A tall and burly monk with a face full of tough flesh was walking briskly.

Any monks he passed quickly stood aside to bow: "Brother Kongxing."

This person was none other than Kongxing, who had set the fire earlier.

He rushed into the "Abbot’s Chamber," barging in without knocking, and shouted, "Dad!"

The one called Dad was the abbot with the big ears, "Zheng Hong."

Hearing this address, he immediately glared and bellowed, "Rebellious son! Don’t make me break your legs!"

Under the gaze of the Innate Master sharp as a knife, Kongxing said with a cheeky smile,

"Abbot, just calling you that should suffice, as if there’s still someone who doesn’t know."

"Rebellious son!" Zheng Hong cursed, then said grumpily, "Did you get it done?"

"Nope!"

Kongxing walked up nonchalantly, picked up the teapot from the desk, and blew into the spout:

"That fake nun gave me a hard time. Damn it—sooner or later, I’m going to burst those big chests of hers!"

"It’s fine if it didn’t work out."

Zheng Hong sat behind the desk, pondering,

"It’s just about showing the Chuyun people our stance; leaving some room for maneuver is also good."

"Dad," Kongxing asked solemnly,

"Do we really need to side with the Chuyun people so soon? Haven’t you always said we need to keep our cool? The court, the Governor, none of them have made a move yet."

Zheng Hong sighed, "I wanted to wait as well, to see how the situation unfolds. But a few days ago I got a message from the personal followers of the master of Ling Gui..."

He scrutinized his surroundings to make sure no one was around before continuing,

"It seems the nobles are planning to flee."

"Flee? The Golden Race plans to hide in the Spirit Realm!"

Kongxing’s face showed surprise, but he quickly understood,

"They have to run. Once the saying ’Better with strangers than with one’s own treacherous servants’ came out, if they don’t escape, they’re likely to be torn to pieces alive."

Zheng Hong nodded, "That’s why I contacted the Chuyun people. I didn’t expect them to be unexpectedly generous, giving us so much..."

As he was speaking, Zheng Hong’s face suddenly changed, and his body began to tremble.

Knowing his father well, Kongxing immediately flipped the desk in front of his dad to find a woman kneeling underneath!

Wearing combat attire with a netted undergarment, she was dressed as a female ninja.

"Holy shit!" Kongxing exclaimed excitedly, "Let me have some fun with her for a few days!"

"Alright, alright, keep your voice down."

Zheng Hong quickly agreed, as the monks in the temple all had cultivation and were very sensitive to hearing. Being overheard would affect the image of the abbot.

"Remember what you promised~"

Kongxing then put the desk back and even flirted with the female ninja with his eyes.

Zheng Hong didn’t seem to mind and instructed,

"The Chuyun people are generous; we also cannot be ungracious. The death of that martial artist in the arena a few days ago, go and make a memorial tablet for him to be venerated in the temple."

"Got it," Kongxing acknowledged.

The father and son discussed for a long time, completely unaware that 2 kilometers above their heads, an "Artillery Companion" was memorizing the topography of the area.

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