Chapter 154: Chapter 150: Secret Assistance Chapter 154: Chapter 150: Secret Assistance “Mage, save me! This Living King of Hell is trying to rape me in the street!”

The pretty woman was also desperate, seeking help from anyone who would act. Initially, she had asked Li Ping’an, and Li Ping’an had endured it, but now she was asking this hefty monk, and this hefty monk couldn’t hold back!

“What a lawless and lecherous villain, daring to be insolent in front of me, Mahaparinirvana, the Monk Who Broke Precepts?”

When Mahaparinirvana, the hefty monk, saw the poor pretty woman with her upper body stripped to just her bellyband, he immediately erupted in anger. He threw the obstructive hooligans around him aside, sending them flying ten meters away, and then charged straight at Cen Fuda.

“Mage, this is…”

The six idle followers, who were quite perceptive, unlike the reckless group of hooligans, saw that Mahaparinirvana was both bold and formidable. Knowing they were no match, they immediately crowded around and tried to speak.

“Annoying nuisances, out of the way!”

Mahaparinirvana gave a casual swing of his right arm, clearing a path, and then moved forward to lock his grip around Cen Fuda’s neck, cursing:

“You filthy scourge! What last words do you have before you die?”

The Living King of Hell, Cen Fuda, was arrogant. He had encountered crazed individuals like Mahaparinirvana before, but those maniacs backed down after hearing about his background. So, Cen Fuda was not only unafraid, he even shouted:

“Today, this official’s son will let you know exactly who I am! I am…”

“Today, I will first let you get acquainted with my fist!”

Mahaparinirvana immediately pulled back the hand that was locked on Cen Fuda, clenched it into a fist, and threw a punch towards Cen Fuda’s head.

The fist was as big as a pot and brought a gust of wind with it. Li Ping’an could tell that if it landed, Cen Fuda’s head would surely be blown apart by Mahaparinirvana’s punch.

In the nick of time, Li Ping’an could no longer hide, immediately controlling a chopstick to rest against Mahaparinirvana’s fist, saving Cen Fuda’s life.

“Where did these chopsticks come from? Fun! Fun!”

Cen Fuda, still unaware that he had just narrowly escaped death at the Ghost Gate, even reached out to touch the chopsticks frozen in front of him, oblivious to the fact that his life had been preserved all thanks to Li Ping’an’s efforts.

He stared at the suddenly appeared chopsticks in surprise, finding them rather amusing, completely unaware of the prowess of both Mahaparinirvana and Li Ping’an. He was truly like a mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind—aware only of ascending the clouds and riding the mist, oblivious to death facing him!

“Hmm? What skillful Taoist magic!”

Recognizing that Li Ping’an had acted to save the man, Mahaparinirvana immediately cocked his head and stared at Li Ping’an, demanding an explanation.

“Divine Travel!”

Li Ping’an, fearing others might overhear, quickly explained in astral projection by Mahaparinirvana’s ear:

“Big brother, you are indeed reckless! You think I didn’t want to kill him? He commits such a vile act under broad daylight, and you would kill him under broad daylight?”

“What a formidable Taoist!”

Squinting his eyes, Mahaparinirvana stared at the astral projection of Li Ping’an and demanded in his thoughts:

“Brother, how could I not know that killing is against the law? But I know a principle too!”

Li Ping’an: “What?”

Mahaparinirvana: “To kill must draw blood; to save must be thorough!”

Li Ping’an urgently said:

“Hearing your words, only now do I realize I had misunderstood you, brother. You are indeed a good monk, but I understand this principle too. However, you must understand this is Chang’an, murdering will bring lawsuits, neither The Night Traveler’s Bureau nor the Imperial Edict Office will let you off!”

Mahaparinirvana arrogantly said:

“Kill first, worry about the consequences later!”

Li Ping’an again tried to persuade:

“If all else fails, you and I could stealthily kill this beast tonight. Killing someone in the street is truly not a pleasant sight!”

Mahaparinirvana scornfully said:

“Sneakily killing people at night does not make one a hero, that is no true man!”

Li Ping’an was momentarily at a loss for words, astonished at the heroism of Mahaparinirvana the Defrocked Monk, not realizing such a robust person still existed in the world, and immediately admired:

“Good brother, judging by your look and since you don’t know this person, you must, like me, be from elsewhere. Do you know what you came to Chang’an for? Is it to kill people and then wander the world?”

“Fortunately, brother, you acted in time, preventing this rapist from succeeding. Thus, his crimes do not warrant death. Just give him a beating; if it happens again, there won’t be a need for you to act— I will be the first to finish him!”

Mahaparinirvana suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

“What a good plan! I will cripple this beast so he can’t harm others in the future!”

Li Ping’an sighed:

“Good brother, you are too rash. This fellow has a powerful background. A beating will suffice; if you cripple him, you will surely face a lawsuit. Take my advice—either kill him secretly in a deserted place at night or just beat him up and be done with it…”

“Too much babbling, I can’t wait any longer!”

The conversation between Li Ping’an and Mahaparinirvana appeared to the bystanders as nothing more than a split-second exchange of glances.

Mahaparinirvana had made up his mind, and with a flick of his right hand, he sent the chopsticks controlled by Li Ping’an flying, giving Li a shock:

This Defrocked Monk possesses mana!

“Dirty bird, take this punch!”

After flicking the chopsticks, the Defrocked Monk Mahaparinirvana threw a punch at Cen Fuda’s thigh, but just as he was about to hit, the six Idle Followers threw themselves in the way, disregarding their lives to block it.

With several crack sounds, the six meddlesome Idle Followers took the full force of the solid punch for Cen Fuda. Not only were their bones broken, but they were also sent flying several meters away.

Even so, as the six men collectively blocked the punch, the residual force of Mahaparinirvana’s fist was still tremendous. After sending the six men flying, it hit Cen Fuda’s thigh like a falling boulder, producing a crisp sound—Cen Fuda’s right thighbone was shattered and he fell to the ground, screaming non-stop.

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“It has come to this; it can only be so!”

Seeing this, Li Ping’an once again controlled another chopstick in his hand, sending it flying quickly, and everyone saw a glint of cold light penetrating the knee bone of Cen Fuda’s other leg. Cen Fuda immediately clutched his left leg and began to scream in agony.

“Ah!”

The pretty woman screamed, then without even grabbing her clothes, she fled like the onlookers around, afraid to be held responsible.

“Monk, you better wait!”

The six severely injured Idle Followers immediately carried the endlessly screaming and extremely agonized Cen Fuda as they fled but not before issuing a stern threat.

“Had it not been for someone persuading me, you would all be dead today!”

Mahaparinirvana was not only fearless but also felt a thrilling exhilaration, extremely excited.

Seeing this reckless Monk, Li Ping’an also realized that he was different from the fake monks of Chang’an City, like a piece of rough jade waiting to be sculpted, rough on the outside but holding true Buddha within, truly embodying the ethos of shouting upon seeing injustice and acting when necessary, truly unbound by mundane concerns.

“No, we must quickly get this reckless Monk out of here. The worldly forces of Chang’an cannot be underestimated. If we delay, it might truly cost him his life!”

Li Ping’an gazed at Mahaparinirvana the Defrocked Monk as he strode towards him, reached his side, grabbed a teapot from the table, and started drinking deeply from the spout.