Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1378: Holy Monk

Xu Zihao looked at this old monk, his face hypocritically dignified, and sneered inwardly.

If the other party was truly a high monk, how could he be offered tribute by the Xu Family? From what he knew, this old monk was considered an evil faction in the Ancient Martial World.

He practiced Joyful Zen, a dual cultivation technique, and was notorious for his misdeeds. It was said that he once targeted a female disciple from the Tao Sect for cultivation, leading to a pursuit that made him a street rat.

Ultimately, he had to flee like a bereaved dog to the Xu Family, hiding his identity and becoming one of the Xu Family's tribute recipients.

No matter what wrongs the old monk had done, his power was undeniable; otherwise, the Xu Family wouldn't risk harboring him.

For years, the old monk stayed at the Xu Family's old mansion, which provided him with certain conveniences.

The relationship between Xu Zihao and the old monk was not one of mentor and disciple, but the old monk wasn't just a secluded monk ignorant of worldly matters.

The Xu Family faced internal power shifts, with the current Family Head suffering from illness and the successor not yet decided.

Although the Xu Family, a high-status hidden family, wasn't as prominent as the Ten Great Families, its roots in the secular world gave it greater influence than those reclusive ancient martial families.

The old monk wanted to continue his carefree life in the Xu Family and couldn't avoid making alliances, backing Xu Zihao's father.

Thus, the old monk was naturally fond of Xu Zihao, even teaching him some dual cultivation secret methods of Joyful Zen.

Xu Zihao's cultivation of the perfect lover was essentially preparing a suitable Pill Furnace, which was precisely what the old monk desired.

The old monk had seen Bu Feiyan long before; she was considered heaven-sent with a Primordial Yin Body, an extraordinary rarity.

She even surpassed Cui Ying in this regard. This lucky fellow, once for a Primordial Yin Physique, was almost hunted down by the Tao Sect to the ends of the earth and had to fake death and hide in the Xu Family for over twenty years.

Eventually, Xu Zihao got two.

It was like stepping in dog dung with a stroke of luck.

Using Bu Feiyan as a bargaining chip, it seemed Xu Zihao was severely dealt with this time.

The old monk suspected nothing; after all, Xu Zihao entered with such a miserable appearance, he wouldn't be surprised by any strange behavior from him.

At this moment, the old monk didn't haggle; one Bu Feiyan was enough for him to make a move.

Subsequently, the old monk accompanied Xu Zihao from the old mansion, heading straight for Nine Supreme.

"Holy Monk, these are the details of the opponent."

"Li Feng, male, twenty-eight, was once married into a third-rate family, the Zhang Family, in Sea City as a live-in son-in-law, later expelled."

"Only later was it known that Li Feng wasn't just a live-in son-in-law but was in fact Huacheng's Hidden Dragon financier, adept at playing the fool to deceive."

"In Sea City, he gave Xu Ziang a hard time, leading to him becoming a eunuch, losing the right of inheritance."

"Xu Family issued a kill order against him, yet he repeatedly escaped, causing heavy losses to those sent to chase him."

"His strength is unfathomable; even my bodyguards are no match for him."

Xu Zihao briefed the old monk on Li Feng's situation.

"The opponent's visit to Jinghu seems aimed at the Xu Family, directly choosing to stay in Nine Supreme and provoked me."

"Amitabha."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist greeting, squinting his eyes, not taking Li Feng seriously; after all, he was a long-renowned demon in the Ancient Martial World. Though hidden in the Xu Family for over twenty years, he was forgotten by many.

But this didn't mean he was on the verge of death.

On the contrary, over twenty years of support by the Xu Family allowed him to quietly train, greatly enhancing his power.

Even if the Top Three Sects didn't team up, he was confident in dominating the Ancient Martial World.

"Holy Monk, I won't join you and be a burden; I await your good news."

Xu Zihao didn't follow, as he hadn't fully confided the truth; once the old monk went up, regardless of what he saw, he wouldn't spare Li Feng.

He wasn't afraid of the old monk raging afterward.

After all, the old fellow still needed the Xu Family's protection.

The old monk wasn't skeptical; he directly took the elevator up, ninety-five floors took more than twenty seconds.

Ding dong.

At the ninety-fifth floor in the Nine Supreme suite, the old monk exited the elevator, entering the suite.

Entering the living room, he saw Bu Feiyan massaging Li Feng's head while next to him, Cui Ying fed grapes into Li Feng's mouth.

The old monk's white beard and eyebrows twitched.

Xu Zihao actually tricked him, not revealing the truth, but judging by the girls' demeanor, it seemed they hadn't been tainted by Li Feng.

Heh.

Xu Zihao didn't come up, likely out of fear of witnessing his own humiliation and because he had some shadow in his heart. To top it off, he hadn't spoken the truth, so avoiding the scene meant no need to explain.

The old monk chuckled silently, dismissing Xu Zihao's scheming.

Perfect.

He coveted these two women for quite some time; both possessed the Yuan Yin Physique, unbelievably rare.

After all, mere birthdates aligned with Nine Yin was as rare as phoenix feathers, encountering one would be sheer luck.

These two hadn't been defiled, and Xu Zihao was still downstairs; hey, if he dealt with Li Feng, these women would be his.

With his skills, taking over these two women would be simple.

The old monk revealed a sinister smile.

"Amitabha, Master Li Feng?"

The old monk chanted a Buddha name, squinting at Li Feng.

Li Feng rose from the sofa, glanced at the bald old monk across, akin to exuding some aura of the sea.

"Did Xu Zihao call you for reinforcements?"

"The old monk was indeed entrusted by Young Master Xu to be here. Master, why not kneel and beg Buddha for mercy? The old monk might guide you to Western Heaven."

Li Feng chuckled disdainfully.

"Western Heaven, huh? Haven't been there, but I've walked through the Eighteen Layers of Hell."

"Moreover, old monk, you're dishonest. Where are your eyes darting? Wouldn't you also indulge in worldly desires and fancy women?"

"Of course he fancies women; he's a Holy Monk, cultivates the Great Joyful Zen, and is one of the Xu Family's eight tributes."

Cui Ying bit her lip, introducing the old monk's history to Li Feng.

"Oh?"

Xu Zihao's issues are mostly linked to this monk; she vaguely heard some rumors, though unverified.

But Cui Ying rarely stayed at the Xu Family's old mansion afterward, basically residing in hotels.

"Didn't expect him to be a lecherous monk."

"Seems you're not just here for me today."

Li Feng sneered disdainfully, springing up, picking up a fruit knife from the coffee table, and flinging it towards the old monk.

Amitabha.

The old monk didn't evade, chanting a Buddha name, and as the fruit knife pierced his forehead, it clanged and got flicked away.

The old monk didn't suffer any scratch.

"Oh."