When everything calmed down.
Finn Guo's face was full of terror.
What just happened?
Why are all the surrounding trees broken?
Where is that man in black?
He looked around. Fortunately, Big Fuzz was still standing there, except the dog fur all over his body was blown a bit messy.
And Dakang had been blown aside by the shockwave, currently lying on the ground, his fate unknown.
Finn Guo quickly ran to Dakang's side.
"Dakang, are you alright?"
Dakang's eyes were tightly shut, and his face was deathly pale.
But fortunately, he was still breathing.
Just a bit weakly.
Finn Guo breathed a sigh of relief.
"As long as you're not dead. I'll take you to find my Master, he can definitely save you."
Finn Guo quickly hoisted Dakang onto his back.
"Big Fuzz, let's go!"
Big Fuzz glanced back at the distance, then followed behind Finn Guo and left.
It was only after they left.
That the Man in Black stood up from a short distance away with a pale face.
Blood still hung from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes carried a deep sense of shock.
"This kid actually has such profound cultivation!"
One must know that the Man in Black himself had the cultivation of the early stages of the Golden Core Realm.
Within the borders of the Heavenly Martial Empire, he was absolutely considered an Expert.
But in front of Finn Guo, he seemed so vulnerable and weak, unable to withstand a single blow.
The Man in Black couldn't imagine what level Finn Guo's cultivation had reached.
"Could it be that this mere child is already a powerhouse of the Heaven-Reaching Realm?"
The Man in Black thought of this possibility.
He couldn't help but shudder.
A seven or eight-year-old Heaven-Reaching Realm?
This is fucking absurd.
"No, I must probe the truth about this kid."
The Man in Black rolled his eyes; he didn't plan to give up so easily.
He first took out an elixir and swallowed it to soothe his injuries.
Then, following the direction Finn Guo left, he sneaked after them.
"I want to see exactly what your background is."
...
Carrying Dakang on his back, Finn Guo ran all the way back to the market.
Then, without stopping to rest, he ran all the way back to Cloud-Drifting Mountain.
He hadn't rested at all along the way.
It wasn't until he reached halfway up the mountain that Finn Guo suddenly realized something.
Why am I not tired at all?
Dakang was actually a bit heavier than him.
Carrying him on his back and running for the better part of an hour, yet he didn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue.
Instead, the more he ran, the lighter he felt.
"Could I be sick?"
Finn Guo was a bit worried; his condition was obviously not right.
But the most urgent task was still to have his Master save Dakang.
When Finn Guo ran back up the mountain, Quinn Ye was still taking his afternoon nap.
"Master! Master!"
He shouted loudly.
"What is it?"
Quinn Ye was woken up and responded with some dissatisfaction.
"Master, come out quickly and save someone!"
Finn Guo shouted anxiously.
Only then did Quinn Ye walk out in a hurry.
"What happened?"
As soon as Quinn Ye came out, he saw Finn Guo carrying someone on his back, and his expression immediately changed.
"Put him down quickly, let me take a look."
Finn Guo put the person down.
After examining him, Quinn Ye's face couldn't help but grow heavy.
This person was too heavily injured.
Not to mention many broken bones, the most fatal thing was that his internal organs were definitely injured.
Blood kept spilling from his mouth.
"Master, his name is Dakang, he is my good friend. You must save him!"
Finn Guo said from the side, full of worry.
Quinn Ye frowned tightly.
"His injuries are too heavy; I'm afraid he won't last long."
Hearing this, Finn Guo immediately became anxious.
"Master, is there really nothing even you can do?"
In Finn Guo's eyes, his Master could do anything.
But he didn't expect that even his Master couldn't save Dakang's life?
"I'll try."
Quinn Ye quickly ran back into the house and brought out a bottle of medicinal pills given by someone he couldn't quite remember earlier.
He recalled that these pills seemed to have very good healing effects.
"Let's see if this pill works."
Quinn Ye took out a pill and stuffed it into Dakang's mouth.
Soon.
Faint waves of green light diffused from Dakang's body.
Quinn Ye felt his pulse.
It seemed a bit stronger than just now.
"Master, is his life saved?"
Finn Guo asked with concern.
"I don't know yet, let's observe the situation first."
Quinn Ye shook his head. He also couldn't guarantee whether this pill could save this child's life.
The key was still whether he could pull through it himself.
"Let's carry him inside first."
"Okay!"
Right then, Finn Guo and Quinn Ye carried Dakang into the house.
Worried in his heart, Finn Guo stayed by Dakang's side the whole time.
Meanwhile.
The Man in Black had also sneaked to the foot of Cloud-Drifting Mountain.
"Hm? There are actually so many temples here?"
Looking at the ring of temples at the foot of the mountain, the Man in Black was instantly a bit dumbfounded.
The largest temple among them was named The Shaolin Temple.
"Could they be in here?"
The Man in Black muttered and walked straight to the front gate of The Shaolin Temple.
At this time, there was a monk sweeping the floor in front of the mountain gate.
It was exactly Drake Song of the Song father and son, now the Shaolin Temple monk, Void Bamboo.
Seeing someone approaching, Void Bamboo couldn't help but put his palms together: "What business does the benefactor have?"
The Man in Black narrowed his eyes.
This was his first time seeing a real person of Buddhism.
But looking at him, this monk was so young, he should just be a nobody.
"Get lost."
The Man in Black shouted coldly.
Void Bamboo was startled.
"Why is the benefactor so irritable?"
The Man in Black was also stunned.
I told you to get lost, and you ask me why I'm so irritable?
Is there something wrong with your brain?
"Hand the people over!"
The Man in Black grabbed Void Bamboo's collar and shouted angrily.
Void Bamboo still had a confused look on his face.
"Benefactor, my Shaolin Temple only has three monks in total. May I ask who you are looking for?"
"Don't fucking play dumb with me! Where are those two kids? And a dog! Hand them over to me!"
"Otherwise, I will burn down your broken temple!"
The Man in Black was extremely vicious.
Hearing these words, not only was Void Bamboo not afraid.
Instead, his eyes radiated with brilliance.
"Benefactor, are you here to make trouble?"
The Man in Black was left speechless for a moment.
If I'm not here to make trouble, am I fucking here to buy groceries from you?
"I can't be bothered to waste words with you!"
The Man in Black raised his hand to strike, intending to end Void Bamboo's life.
But he saw Void Bamboo tap his foot, actually breaking free from the Man in Black's grasp directly.
"Amitabha, this is a pure land of Buddhism, benefactor, you are too irritable."
Void Bamboo put his palms together, his face solemn and respectful.
Behind him, a phantom of a Buddha statue emerged.
And the appearance of this Buddha statue was impressively exactly the same as Quinn Ye.
If Quinn Ye saw this scene, he would definitely be dumbfounded.
When did I become a Buddha?
The Man in Black was somewhat shocked.
This monk's cultivation looked average, yet unexpectedly, his strength was quite out of the ordinary.
For a moment.
The Man in Black got serious.
"Who dares to come make trouble at The Shaolin Temple?"
At this time, Void Bamboo's father, Void Sea, also came out, holding a Demon-Subduing Staff in his hand, his face full of anger.
"Hehe, however many of you there are, bring them all out. I want to see just how capable you bald monks can be."
The Man in Black had a face full of arrogance.
Although he had suffered a loss at Finn Guo's hands earlier, he believed it was because he was careless.
Now, dealing with a few monks, it was naturally a piece of cake.
"You said it."
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Instantly.
The sound of the bell in The Shaolin Temple rang out.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
From the dozen nearby temples, monks charged out.
In a flash.
Dozens of bald monks had surrounded the Man in Black.
"Amitabha, so you're the one here to make trouble, huh?"
A fat monk rolled up his sleeves, speaking with a highly "benevolent" smile that looked ready to commit murder.