The Supreme Wild Young Master-Chapter 583: The Honored Guest of the Big Buddha Temple_1

Chapter 583: Chapter 583: The Honored Guest of the Big Buddha Temple_1

Blood Soul did not hesitate to follow behind Zhang Xian, heading towards the temple ahead.

Whether it was at the Buddha Temple or somewhere else, he did not care. When Zhang Xian said to go, he would follow without a second thought, even if it meant walking through a sea of fire or a mountain of blades, he would not be afraid.

Of course, it was not because he was stupid, but because he knew that Zhang Xian was capable. As long as he followed Zhang Xian, there would be no issue.

After accompanying Zhang Xian for some time, he had come to understand his character. Being a warrior at heart, he also liked the feeling of charging forward.

"Hey, are you guys really going?" asked Jing Yi in surprise.

The old Taoist and Luo Shuining also caught up, pulling Zhang Xian and Blood Soul back.

What’s the difference between showing off in other places and seeking death by doing so in the territory of the First Ancient Sect’s Buddha Temple? Regardless of Zhang Xian’s prowess, he could not possibly go against an entire sect, could he?

"Stop holding me."

Zhang Xian pulled his arm away and declared, "Today, the Buddha Temple must give me an explanation. If they don’t make me comfortable, I won’t let them off."

After being shrugged off, Jing Yi tried to step forward again.

This guy could cause quite a scene when he wanted to.

"Let him go." Mo Shaoyun held Jing Yi back, laughing, "The Buddha Temple won’t hurt him. This guy, he just likes to show off. Just get used to it."

Jing Yi questioned in surprise, "Show off?"

"Yeah, he just enjoys showing off." Mo Shaoyun nodded in affirmation.

The old Taoist, Luo Shuining, and Jing Yi looked at each other, puzzled. But since Mo Shaoyun had said there was no problem, they decided not to forcibly interfere any further.

"What are you doing? It’s not time to enter yet." A monk stopped Zhang Xian and said with a cold face.

Zhang Xian glared back at the monk, fuming, "I didn’t say I wanted to go in. I just wanted to see the person in charge here. Dammit, after I applied for the auction, I was not even given a seat number. Is this how you do business? Do you look down upon me or something? Now, quickly bring out the person in charge and give me a reasonable explanation."

"You don’t have a seat number?" asked the monk in surprise.

Those who applied for the auction would have a seat number. Only special guests did not need to queue for entry and were personally received by someone.

This guy in front of him didn’t seem like a special guest. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be causing a scene here. Why then, did he not have a seat number? Could he be here to stir up trouble?

"Would I have come to find you if I had one?" Zhang Xian glared at the monk, looking rather displeased.

The monk scrutinized Zhang Xian, asking with a stern face, "Honorable guest, you are not intentionally causing trouble here, are you? The Buddha Temple has never had such a case of missing seat numbers."

"Do you think I have that much free time?" Zhang Xian responded in irritation, "Stop wasting time and bring out your person in charge immediately."

The monk stared at Zhang Xian and scoffed coldly, "Honorable guest, I’m afraid I cannot satisfy this request. Our person in charge is not someone who can be summoned by just anyone, and they don’t have that much spare time."

"Is your Buddha Temple that great?"

Zhang Xian glared at the monk and said, "I came to apply for the auction, you didn’t give me a seat number and now you’re acting arrogant with me?"

"Who’s this guy, acting all high and mighty?"

The surrounding people were astonished. In their long time in the martial arts world, they had never seen someone who dared to challenged the Buddha Temple.

"Well, what’s all this about?"

Suddenly, the old man in the grey robe appeared, stating, "No seat number, huh? That seems normal to me. With your attitude, it would be strange if you had one."

"Who’s this idiot?" Zhang Xian looked at the old man in the grey robe.

The old man’s face turned white then green when he heard this, "Young man, what did you say?"

"I called you an idiot, what of it?" Zhang Xian shot back.

The old man in the grey robe was enraged and stepped forward, ready to take down Zhang Xian. There were so many people here and this young man dared to call him an idiot. As a grandmaster, how could he tolerate this?

"You dare to attack?" Zhang Xian laughed and said, "If you dare to move, I won’t mind having a big fight with you right here."

The old man in the grey robe suddenly halted his steps, his face pale with anger. In his rage, he had forgotten that fighting was prohibited in the Buddha Temple. He now found himself in a rather awkward situation.

"Honourable guest, please calm your anger."

At this moment, the monk stepped forward and said, "If you two have a dispute, please settle it outside. The Buddha Temple prohibits fighting within its grounds."

"Kid, you just wait." After gritting his teeth, the old man in the grey robe backed away.

Zhang Xian smirked, no longer paying attention to the old man in the grey robe.

"Uh...what’s going on?"

Many people in the surroundings recognized the old man in grey, knowing him to be a grandmaster of the East China Sect. Seeing him being humiliated by a young man, their mouths hung open in surprise.

Was the young man in front of them crazy, or did he have some sort of backup? He seemed to bite whoever caught his eye. Not only was he causing a racket at the Buddha Temple, but he had also offended a grandmaster of the East China Sect.

"Why are you still standing there? Why aren’t you going to call someone?" Zhang Xian asked the monk.

The monk glanced at Zhang Xian, "Wait for a moment! After other people have entered, we will confirm that you have indeed applied for the auction, and then let you in."

"So you mean, you don’t intend to call someone now, nor do you intend to let us in?" Zhang Xian asked the monk with a smile.

The monk gave a cold laugh, not even intending to respond.

If the guest had a significant background, he would definitely have been polite and respectful. For a nobody like the one in front of him, he didn’t feel like wasting his breath.

"Are you trying to act smart?"

Zhang Xian grabbed the monk and said with a stern face, "Is this how your Buddha Temple treats its guests? If you can’t handle it, then don’t hold an auction."

"What are you trying to do?"

The monk glared at Zhang Xian angrily: "Do you really think you’re the boss? Let me tell you, this is the Big Buddha Temple, not a place for you to stir up trouble."

"Well, I’m making trouble today, what does your Big Buddha Temple want to do to me?" Zhang Xian grabbed the monk’s collar.

Blood Soul stepped up, ready to act at any time. As an enlightened vanguard, he wouldn’t let Zhang Xian take action to deal with ordinary people.

"You..." The monk got angry after failing to break free several times.

Remember, this is the Big Buddha Temple, their territory. The audacity of this youngster in front of them, grabbing his collar in front of so many people, was outright contemptuous.

"Damn it, what is this boy up to?"

People around were getting more confused about Zhang Xian’s actions. They didn’t believe the youngster in front of them could compete with the Huaxia’s most influential sect, the Big Buddha Temple.

Witnessing the current situation, they began to wonder if there was something wrong with Zhang Xian’s mind.

"What are you trying to do?"

Seeing this, a few other monks ran towards them.

"What am I doing?"

Zhang Xian smirked, threw the monk aside, and then said to Blood Soul, "Hit him."

Upon his words, Blood Soul charged forward and slapped a monk away.

"Damn..."

Seeing this, several monks rushed at Blood Soul. A big fight broke out instantly within the Big Buddha Temple.

Moreover, the ones being beaten were from the Big Buddha Temple.

"Is this guy out of his mind?"

Seeing the fight breakout, the crowd was surprised and quickly stepped back to make room. They watched Zhang Xian, who was being arrogant, with disbelief.

There were very few who dared to start a fight in the Big Buddha Temple. Today, someone not only dared to stir up trouble in the Big Buddha Temple, but even attacked the monks from the temple.

No doubt, this scene shocked them to their core.

"Ignorant fool."

An old man in grey robes watched Zhang Xian engaging in a fight with the monks of Big Buddha Temple, a cold smile on his face.

Perhaps, Zhang Xian would be done for even without his intervention. The dignity of the Big Buddha Temple was not something an ordinary person could challenge.

"Madman, this guy is a complete maniac."

The old nun, Jing Yi, and Luo Shuining were frightened and felt the urge to turn around and run.

Zhang Xian was actually fighting with the monks of Big Buddha Temple.

"This guy, he has my old flair."

On a not too distant tree, an elder holding a jug of wine took a sip, floated down like a fallen leaf, and meandered off towards a direction.

No one noticed his appearance or paid any attention to him.

"This bastard..."

Seeing Zhang Xian starting a fight with the monks, the kasaya-wearing man shook his head with a bitter smile and quickly rushed towards the combat scene.

Meanwhile, he was surprised by Zhang Xian’s audacity. It’s rare for a youngster to act in such a way.

At this moment, he viewed Zhang Xian with newfound respect. He wondered which hidden, highly accomplished figure could have taught such an extraordinary young man.

On the surface, it seemed like Zhang Xian was creating a disturbance. But he didn’t believe Zhang Xian was merely causing trouble. Zhang Xian wanted to demonstrate that he was not afraid of the Big Buddha Temple.

In simpler terms, Zhang Xian wanted to elevate his status to be on par with the Big Buddha Temple. Only then, he wouldn’t be at a disadvantage during their partnership.

"Stop, stop..."

The kasaya-wearing man quickly ran into the middle of the battlefield, pushed a monk aside, and blocked Blood Soul who was ready to launch his attack.

"Stop." When Zhang Xian saw the leader stepping forward, he pulled Blood Soul, who was about to charge forward.

The other monks stopped their actions at this moment as well.

"Cough, cough..."

The kasaya-wearing man cleared his throat and stepped forward, saying, "Lord Zhang, the Buddha’s land forbids conflicts!"

"You have the nerve to blame me?"

Zhang Xian looked at the kasaya-wearing man: "I applied for the auction at your Big Buddha Temple, and it’s okay if you didn’t give me a seat number, but you fucking ignored me. Is this how you treat a guest?"

"I’m sorry. It was my mistake."

The kasaya-wearing man smiled and said, "I meant to tell you about this, but then we took some detours, and I forgot. By normal procedure, everyone who applies for the auction gets a seat number. But you are different, you are our Big Buddha Temple’s VIP. You do not need a seat number. I needed to explain certain things to you personally."

Zhang Xian was not surprised and sarcastically laughed, "Oh, so now I’m your Big Buddha Temple’s VIP?"

"Yes." The kasaya-wearing man nodded.

People around looked at the kasaya-wearing man, surprised and bewildered.

The youngster used force at the Big Buddha Temple, not to mention that he attacked the people from the temple too. How was he not punished even a little, and even proclaimed as a VIP?

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