Chapter 386: Chapter 269: Fine! How Dare You Provoke Me

Nine Forces Shocking Dragon was a single-use technique, something to be saved for a critical moment.

Looking at it this way, aside from his Light Magic, his options were pitifully few.

Fortunately, he still had the Bow Lady.

As a substitute for Light Magic, Dust had only one function within his physical body.

But with the Bow Lady’s help, it could be used in many more ways.

"I’m not fighting this alone!

Right, Bow Lady?"

Yang An smiled, patting the Bow Lady he carried.

Bow Lady: "..."

Time ticked by, and the Great Virtue Temple fell completely silent.

The sounds of Buddhist chanting, which normally echoed throughout the Land of Goodness, had all vanished.

The once-bustling temple had descended into an eerie silence, with not a soul in sight.

All that remained were the Golden Buddha Statues standing in every corner, looking exceptionally compassionate under the flickering candlelight.

About half an hour before midnight, a rustling sound came from outside the Zen Room.

It was Guang’an. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

As Yang An’s Attendant Monk, Guang’an usually stayed in a side room, but now he was growing restless.

"His Highness... His Highness..."

He muttered under his breath, inching closer to the main door of the Zen Room.

He gently pushed the door open, but in the next instant, he was sent flying backward.

"Your Highness..."

Guang’an spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He sat on the ground, unable to get back up for a moment, his face filled with grievance.

’He had only wanted to get closer to His Highness the Buddha Prince, hoping to receive his protection.’

’After all, his Cultivation Level was very low. If he wanted to thrive during the Joyful Shrine Association, latching onto His Highness the Buddha Prince was the key.’

’Even though the Buddhist Shrine His Highness the Buddha Prince received was gradeless, as long as he stayed inside his Zen Room, no one would dare provoke him.’

’In other words, the Zen Room was a safe house for His Highness the Buddha Prince—and for him, too.’

’But who could have known? He hadn’t even said a word, and His Highness the Buddha Prince had already struck so quickly.’

"Stay away from me, or you might get caught in the crossfire."

The voice drifted out from the Zen Room. Bathed in the dim yellow candlelight, Yang An’s figure slowly emerged.

"Your Highness... you..."

Seeing His Highness the Buddha Prince emerge, Guang’an was astonished.

’Had His Highness forgotten? He only had a gradeless Buddhist Shrine! He wasn’t qualified to participate in the fighting!’

’How could he leave the Zen Room of his own accord?’

"Shhh!"

Yang An gestured for him to be quiet, his gaze fixed on the outer edges of the Mingxin Zen Courtyard.

Many Zen Masters lived within the Mingxin Zen Courtyard, but the appointed hour had not yet arrived, so all was quiet.

Outside the Zen Courtyard, however, there was already a great deal of activity.

There was about one incense stick’s worth of time left until the Joyful Shrine Association began.

Yang An stood quietly outside the Zen Room, simply waiting for the hour to arrive.

Guang’an knew something was wrong. He looked uneasy but didn’t dare to speak, keeping a careful distance from His Highness the Buddha Prince.

Finally, midnight arrived. It was now the fifteenth day of the fourth month.

Almost instantly, several dark shadows flashed through the night, heading away from the Mingxin Zen Courtyard.

At the same time, numerous figures burst into the Mingxin Zen Courtyard.

The sounds of footsteps, whistling air, and ragged breaths filled the night.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

A knocking sound suddenly came from the courtyard gate.

"His Highness the Buddha Prince, I trust you are well?"

A greeting followed immediately after.

Yang An remained expressionless and did not answer.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

The knocking continued, growing more and more urgent.

In Yang An’s perception, his surroundings were crystal clear. But the newcomers were all small fry; he couldn’t be bothered with them.

He was still waiting, waiting for a new development from the direction of the Grand View Cave Zen.

’Now that the Joyful Shrine Association had begun, the priority was naturally to snatch up resources first. Everything else could wait.’

But even after a dozen breaths, there was still no movement from the direction of the Grand View Cave Zen. It seemed he wasn’t the only one waiting; everyone was waiting for someone else to make the first move.

BANG!

The courtyard gate was suddenly kicked open, revealing quite a few figures outside.

Perhaps they were just curious, or perhaps they thought they could get away with something.

But the instant the gate flew open, streaks of white light flashed past like raindrops, vanishing as quickly as they appeared.

A moment later, blood sprayed through the air as every last one of them collapsed to the ground with a THUD, their eyes wide in shock.

The Buddhist Shrines in their hands fell to the ground, instantly disintegrating into dust.

Only then did thin, silk-like threads appear in the air. As Guang’an stared, his eyes wide, the threads pulled slivers of White Feather from the corpses and rapidly retracted to the small of Yang An’s back.

"Your Highness the Buddha Prince..."

"They provoked me."

Yang An said, his expression unchanged.

Guang’an: "..."

’Bow Lady!’

Yang An called out in his mind, but the thought had barely formed when he heard the Bow Lady let out a satisfied burp.

Clearly, she had acted before he even needed to give the command.

"More of these little shits! This lady loves it!"

"Alright!"

A smile touched Yang An’s lips. He also noticed that after the Buddhist Shrines on the corpses he’d killed had shattered, several wisps of black energy, visible to the naked eye, began to linger over them.

The next moment, Yang An took his Full Grade Xian Shrine out from his Storage Magical Artifact.

As soon as the Xian Shrine appeared, the black wisps of energy were instantly drawn to it, swarming over and burrowing inside.

At the same time, a thread of incredibly pure Mana flowed into Yang An’s body.

Feeling this influx of Mana, Yang An’s eyes instantly lit up.

’Could it be? After the Xian Shrine refines a Demon Barrier, it converts it into pure Mana that requires no further tempering?’