CHAPTER 476: WIND SPIRIT SECT’S SECRET TECHNIQUE...

Chapter 476: Wind Spirit Sect’s Secret Technique...

Damn it!

Suddenly sitting up in shock from his near-death illness, could the traitor really be himself?

Chen Huaian was stunned when he saw his own name.

"Are you sure your calculations are correct? How could I possibly be the mole?!"

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[No mistakes!]

Chen Huaian: "..."

"There has to be some problem with this."

Chen Huaian frowned, then suddenly his eyes brightened as if he had a realization.

Judging by the nature of the Electronic Girlfriend game store, almost everything inside was taken from various places in the Cangyun Realm, not generated by himself.

So the question arose.

Is it possible that all his advanced spirit veins came from the demon race?

It was known that no sect in the Cangyun Realm had advanced spirit veins, demon cultivators were nearly extinct, so excluding those two options left only the mysterious demon race.

He had tracked down all the demon race’s advanced spirit veins except for one.

The demon race also started elimination—if it wasn’t taken by one of their own, it must have been taken by a human.

Which human specifically was unknown, but following the principle of killing rather than letting go, they had thrown everything into the search?

"Then... then maybe I really am the mole."

Chen Huaian rubbed his nose.

But it seemed the matter was not so simple yet.

"How long until the demon race attacks the Moon Shadow Sect?"

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[Heaven’s Calculation complete! The demon race will attack Moon Shadow Sect in three days!]

"So soon?!"

Chen Huaian was shocked.

It shouldn’t be like this. If they were attacking the Cangyun Realm, shouldn’t there be many sects blocking them first?

His Moon Shadow Sect was not close to the Hundred Thousand Mountains either, so why did these demons give him the feeling they were aiming straight for Moon Shadow Sect?

"Guessing here is meaningless. First, handle the Celestial Jade Marrow issue, then quickly return to the Cangyun Realm to see what’s going on."

Chen Huaian peeked out from a corner of the plaza, observing the situation on the scene.

Several disciples of Kunlun Immortal Palace were escorting a medium-grade Celestial Jade Marrow back, only occasionally provoked by Ascenders from other sects.

But the Great Thunder Temple’s side was a completely different scene.

Chaos, a few monks were desperately holding out against the assault of Ascenders from other sects, amidst intense gunfire.

Looking closely, weren’t these Ascenders from other sects actually from the Wind Spirit Sect?

Li Zongsi was leading the team, fiercely shooting at the monks of Great Thunder Temple!

Looking again at the Great Thunder Temple’s altar outside the formation, the big monks’ faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot, clearly they had already grown to hate these Wind Spirit Sect disciples.

"Old Zhang is making quite a scene..."

Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes. Wasn’t he afraid of being resented by the Great Thunder Temple’s monks?

But on second thought, probably not. The Wind Spirit Sect definitely attracted attention, but the ultimate goal of both Kunlun Immortal Palace and Great Thunder Temple had to be the high-grade Celestial Jade Marrow. These major powers were formidable but also more careful about their reputation than smaller sects.

They wouldn’t ruin their own image over a medium-grade Celestial Jade Marrow.

Since the Wind Spirit Sect was fighting over that Celestial Jade Marrow, he didn’t need to butt in.

Chen Huaian’s eyes shifted as he walked toward the Kunlun Immortal Palace’s Celestial Jade Marrow escort team.

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"Where did these cultivators with strange weapons suddenly appear from? Which sect are they from?!"

"Seems to be called Wind Spirit Sect, formerly the Black Blade Sect."

Several big monks at Great Thunder Temple looked at the battlefield of continuous gunfire and discussed.

"Buddhist Prince, can we not intervene? If this continues, the medium-grade Celestial Jade Marrow will be out of our hands."

Monk Faming was silent for a moment upon hearing this, then shook his head.

"I already warned earlier—Celestial Jade Marrow goes to the capable. Fighting over medium and low grade is for those below Nascent Soul stage. If we intervene now, it would be a slap in the face. Kunlun Immortal Palace will surely act then, and the scene will become chaotic. Beware of opportunists taking advantage of the confusion!"

Everyone presiding over the situation exchanged glances.

Who dared take advantage under the suppression of the two great forces, Kunlun Immortal Palace and Great Thunder Temple?

What they didn’t know was that Hua Jin had long since coordinated with Monk Faming.

A mysterious group of cultivators from Sword Pavilion might come to cause trouble. The grand formation they set up was far more complex than it seemed.

This Celestial Jade Marrow was both a resource and bait.

"But the Wind Spirit Sect’s hidden weapons are quite interesting." Monk Faming’s eyes brightened as he looked at the Cangyun M4 rifles in the hands of Li Zongsi and others: "After this Celestial Jade Marrow fight, send people to visit the Wind Spirit Sect. Exchange items to get two of these hidden weapons, and we’ll study them as well."

The rulers of Great Thunder Temple were already considering abandoning the medium-grade Celestial Jade Marrow.

Meanwhile, the few monks surrounded by the Wind Spirit Sect were still struggling desperately.

"They are suppressing us with these strange weapons!"

The situation was very bad.

Their Buddhist Light Golden Bell shield was already full of cracks.

They had seen firearms before.

Not just guns, missiles couldn’t penetrate their defense.

Yet now they were pinned down by the Wind Spirit Sect’s firearms, unable to lift their heads.

At this rate, they definitely couldn’t hold on much longer.

"Amitabha! We can’t keep being suppressed from a distance like this! Everyone, engage in close combat with me!!!"

The lead monk shouted angrily, pressing his palms together. The scar on his head suddenly lit up completely.

The remaining monks exchanged glances and simultaneously retracted their shields, rushing like lightning toward the Wind Spirit Sect disciples.

The Buddhist secret technique ‘Arhat Vajra Body’ was activated, golden Buddhist light radiating all over their bodies.

"Hahaha! Finally giving up on brute defense, huh?" Li Zongsi sneered, putting away his Cangyun M4 and shouting to the Wind Spirit Sect disciples beside him: "Brothers, put away your weapons! Let these bald monks who only eat vegetarian and chant scriptures see what real physical strength looks like!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zongsi suddenly tore his shirt, which instantly burst into pieces, revealing breathtaking eight-pack abs and chest muscles.

"Watch closely! This is the physique of a real man!"

The Wind Spirit Sect disciples behind him all imitated him. For a moment, the sound of ripping clothes was endless.

Over a hundred burly Wind Spirit Sect disciples were all shirtless, muscles gleaming under the Buddhist light.

"Damn... they’re bigger than us!" The lead monk couldn’t help but curse, stunned by the scene.

"Amitabha, don’t just stand there! They’re silver-tongued wax heads, all show and no substance!" another monk whispered as a warning.

But before the monks could react, Li Zongsi charged forward, striking bodybuilding poses rapidly while suddenly throwing a punch.

"Wind Spirit Sect secret technique—Bodybuilding Eighteen Forms, First Form: Side Chest Display Fist!"

Bang! A dull sound, and the monk’s Vajra Indestructible Body actually cracked from the punch!

"Impossible!" the monk could hardly believe it.

Li Zongsi grinned proudly, all his muscles contracting simultaneously, looking even more exaggerated: "Cultivation is just to pursue the perfect body! We Wind Spirit Sect disciples meditate daily but also do fifty thousand weighted push-ups, thirty thousand squats, twenty thousand deadlifts! This is true cultivation!"

Another Wind Spirit Sect disciple turned to show his hunchback, mercilessly adding: "You guys are vegetarians all day, can’t even get enough protein, and still want to compete with us in physical strength?"

After a few rounds, these monks, mostly Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stage, were utterly overwhelmed and beaten.

The worst was the lead monk, surrounded by five Wind Spirit Sect disciples. They posed with exaggerated bodybuilding stances while attacking from different angles. The monk didn’t know where to look, his mind thrown into chaos and his defense instantly shattered.

"Wind Spirit Sect secret technique—Bodybuilding Eighteen Forms, Ninth Form: Triceps Explosion Fist!"

"Wind Spirit Sect secret technique—Bodybuilding Eighteen Forms, Twelfth Form: Abdominal Crushing Palm!"

"Wind Spirit Sect secret technique—Bodybuilding Eighteen Forms, Seventh Form: Outer Thigh Sweep Kick!"

These move names were fabricated in advance to cover up Heavenly Demon Art, Tyrant Fist, and Dominance Scripture.

They made sure no one would want to research them seriously even if they heard about them.

After a crackling flurry, all the monks collapsed to the ground.

The medium-grade Celestial Jade Marrow also fell into Li Zongsi’s hands.

"Oh~yeah~~~ Senior Brother, we won!"

A Wind Spirit Sect disciple shouted excitedly, then struck his strongest pose.

Li Zongsi took a deep breath, raised the Celestial Jade Marrow high with one hand, his eyes bloodshot as he roared amidst the stunned Ascenders around him: "Roar—! This is power! Want Celestial Jade Marrow? Then train your muscles like us! A bunch of weaklings!"

Following from afar with the Kunlun Immortal Palace disciples, Chen Huaian watched the scene, his mouth twitching slightly:

"This Dominance Scripture... isn’t the narcissistic side effect a bit too much..."

Luckily, he and the Wind Spirit Sect were not enemies. But even so, seeing those Wind Spirit Sect disciples acting so shamelessly still made his teeth itch a little.

The Great Thunder Temple altar fell into silence.

Monk Faming snapped his golden bowl in his hand with a crunch, his face dark:

"Amitabha, what a damn bunch of trash!"

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