"Impossible!" Both of them shook their heads.
Zhou Haodong's martial arts was outstanding and had surpassed the level of a young disciple. Even if he faced the Church of the Divine Blood's Grand Supreme Elder, he would still be able to escape. He was a genius, how could he be killed so easily?
Chu Li shook his head. "Why is it impossible? The Church of the Divine Blood could not bear to see young masters because of Wei Wuwei's death. When they saw Young Hero Zhou from your sect, they had the guts to kill him."
"How did Brother Zhou meet them?" Both of them frowned and were still doubtful.
If the people from the High Duke's Public House heard that Chu Li was killed, they would also be doubtful and find it hard to believe. After all, they were confident because of his miraculous abilities. They felt that God favored them and they would not die so easily.
Chu Li sighed. "Actually, Young Master Zhou was a busybody."
He sighed again. "That's why I came to report this personally. It's also to repay Young Master Zhou's kindness. My wife was saved by Young Master Zhou and because of that, she offended the Church of the Divine Blood's Grand Supreme Elder, Bao Fang. In the end, she was killed by Bao Fang."
"Bao Fang?" Both of them frowned and thought about it but could not remember.
The Church of the Divine Blood's Grand Supreme Elder had been hiding in the Church for more than two hundred years and did not care about worldly affairs. When they became famous, these two young disciples of the Ultimate Temple were not even born yet. By the time they became sensible, Bao Fang had long retired and his reputation had dissipated.
Chu Li said, "I hope that both of you can pass on the message."
"Alright, wait a moment." Both of them did not look too good.
After Chu Li said so much, they began to believe him. They thought about how angry the sect would be if they knew about this. This was a major event that concerned the sect's rise and fall. It could not be taken lightly.
A young man in a yellow shirt went up the mountain and disappeared into the bamboo forest in the blink of an eye.
The other young man in a yellow shirt looked gloomy and did not say a word. He looked at the forest in the distance and was lost in thought.
Chu Li sighed and did not say a word.
The pagoda was so quiet that it seemed to freeze. A gentle breeze blew and the bamboo forest rustled. The pagoda became even quieter and was out of tune with the surroundings.
After a while, the young man in a yellow shirt flew back and said hurriedly, "Quickly, follow me!"
Chu Li nodded.
The two of them used their Lightness Skill to step on the bamboo branches and quickly arrived at a Taoist temple in the bamboo forest.
In the bamboo forest, other than this Taoist temple, there was an unending stretch of buildings. They were arranged in an orderly fashion, giving off a sense of antiquity.
There were a few people standing in front of the Taoist temple. One of them was Zheng Ze, whom Chu Li had met in the guise of Du Feng.
Zheng Ze stood in front of more than ten yellow-robed disciples and looked over anxiously. When he saw Chu Li and another yellow-robed youth appear, he quickly went forward and fist saluted. "Are you Chief Chu Li of the Ji Dynasty's Yi Public House?"
His actions were still refined and courteous, but there was more steadiness between his brows, and his bearing was condensed.
Chu Li gave a fist salute and smiled. "Yes, it is me. Greetings, young heroes."
"I'm Zheng Ze, Chief Chu, please come in." Zheng Ze cupped his fists and said, "Let's talk inside the temple."
Chu Li nodded.
The crowd escorted the two into the Taoist temple.
The inside of the Taoist temple was a spacious courtyard that was clean and spotless. The ground was paved with white jade-like stones that were hard yet soft. It was very comfortable to step on. The three sides of the Taoist temple had halls that enshrined the statues of the Three Qing Dynasty's founders.
Three white-bearded old Taoists stood at the bottom of the steps of the main hall in the temple. They were all dressed in green robes and had solemn expressions.
Zheng Ze went forward and introduced them. "This is our Head Temple Master Lu Songren, this is Second Temple Master Song Jin, and this is Third Temple Master Hu Tiexia."
Chu Li gave a fist salute and said, "Greetings, Temple Masters. I'm Chu Li from the Ji Dynasty."
"Chief Chu, please —!" Lu Songren was slightly short and skinny. He stood there like an old pine tree. His eyes were exceptionally spirited, and the corners of his lips were drooping. He was solemn and dignified. He gave a fist salute. "Greetings!"
The three of them turned around and returned to the basilica. Chu Li and Zheng Ze followed them into the basilica while the rest stood at the bottom of the steps.
When everyone sat down, Lu Songren said, "Chief Chu, my disciple Haodong is really dead?"
Chu Li sighed. "I've already buried Young Master Zhou's body. The body was split into two. He won't be able to come back to life. Bao Fang and the others were ruthless. They didn't want Young Master Zhou to live."
"Phew …" A long exhalation was heard in the basilica.
Lu Songren let out a long breath of white air. It was like a white arrow that was shot out. His eyebrows moved as if a strong wind was blowing. His green and white robe fluttered loudly.
Chu Li sat opposite him, feeling the heat coming from the white gas.
He was letting out the nameless Hellfire in one breath to avoid hurting himself. The Ultimate Temple was indeed a Taoist sect. They had a unique secret to cultivating one's character. The Hellfire was the most hurtful.
Lu Songren said, "How did Haodong meet Bao Fang?"
Chu Li told him what happened but fabricated the story of Bao Fang trying to kill Zhou Haodong. He also said that Zhou Haodong was already dead when he rushed over. Hence, he chased Bao Fang to a restaurant in Chong Ming Town and killed Bao Fang and the others on the spot to avenge Zhou Haodong.
If Zhou Haodong had not saved Xiao Qi, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life. Hence, he was extremely grateful to Zhou Haodong. It was a pity that he could not thank Zhou Haodong personally or see him for the last time.
He said it with sincerity and touched people's hearts.
Lu Songren and the others did not doubt Chu Li's words.
After all, Zhou Haodong did save Xiao Qi. He was his savior. No matter how evil Chu Li was, he would not harm Zhou Haodong. Moreover, Chu Li had a good reputation and high prestige in the Ji Dynasty. He was not someone who would bite the hand that fed him.
Chu Li used this mentality to visit them in person with a clear conscience. He blamed the Church of the Divine Blood completely so that the Ultimate Temple would not attack them.
Two would still be able to withstand it but three would be dangerous and they might not be able to.
The key was that the rich inner energy obtained from cultivating the Supreme Titanium Scripture was not much. It only filled up six meridians. The more he used it, the less it would be. It was powerful but not much. He would not use it if he could.
Without cultivating the Supreme Titanium Scripture with Sun Mingyue, the inner energy obtained was extremely Yang. Although it was powerful, it was far from the rich inner energy. He could not kill a Grandmaster with one palm.
He decided not to cultivate with Sun Mingyue anymore. This way, he would not be able to use it as he wished. He would kill one less person if he could.
Lu Songren remained silent.
Song Jin and Hu Tiexia's eyebrows twitched. They were filled with anger as if there was a wind blowing around them.
Chu Li sighed. "After all, Young Master Zhou died trying to save his wife. I feel that I have to give the Ultimate Temple an explanation!"
"Sigh …" Lu Songren sighed. "He's not lucky after all."
"Senior Brother!" Song Jin was fat and honest. He said in a deep voice, "We must avenge him!"
Hu Tiexia nodded vigorously.
Chu Li said, "Three Taoist Masters, I owe Brother Zhou a favor. Unfortunately, I can't repay him. If the Ultimate Temple needs anything, just let me know. I'll do my best. I can't just stand by and watch when it comes to dealing with the Church of the Divine Blood!"
Lu Songren looked at him.
Chu Li sighed. "Even if the three Taoist Masters don't deal with the Church of the Divine Blood, I won't let them go!"
"Very well!" Song Jin scoffed. "The Church of the Divine Blood is becoming more and more presumptuous. It's time to teach them a lesson. Chief Chu, do you really want to get involved?"
Chu Li fist saluted. "It's my duty!"
"Good!" Song Jin smiled. "Chief Chu, the Ultimate Temple will never forget your righteousness!"
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