Two streaks of light shot out from the swamp like dragons emerging from the sea, spiraling upward and intertwining with each other.
These were clearly two people.
And they were two people currently fighting.
What surprised Gu Qingfeng was that the two fighters were a monk and a nun.
Truly, the longer you live, the more rare sights you get to see. Gu Qingfeng had seen plenty of Buddhist monks, but Buddhist nuns were absolutely uncommon. He was also quite curious—what were a monk and a nun fighting about in this godforsaken place?
Gu Qingfeng stepped forward and took a closer look, then couldn't help but laugh. Because he discovered that the monk was none other than that old bald donkey, Da Xing the Mad Monk.
He didn't reveal himself, instead silently hiding away, lurking in the shadows to see what was going on.
The nun wore a gray monk's robe and also had a monk's cap on her head, holding a Buddhist whisk in her hand. Even so, it couldn't conceal her rather beautiful and charming face.
Truth be told.
This beautiful nun really had a unique flavor all her own.
The two fought fiercely in mid-air—to be precise, it was the beautiful nun who kept attacking, while Da Xing the Mad Monk kept dodging and evading. No matter how fierce the beautiful nun's attacks were, Da Xing the Mad Monk never fought back from start to finish.
"Well now, could it be that old bald donkey Da Xing has taken a fancy to her flowery beauty and can't bear to strike her out of pity for the fairer sex?"
Gu Qingfeng watched the show with amusement.
He didn't know what identity this beautiful nun held, but every move and technique she used was a supernatural ability transformation, her Buddhist Dharma profound and unfathomable, and her cultivation strength was quite extraordinary.
Da Xing the Mad Monk blocked the supernatural abilities unleashed by the beautiful nun while explaining, "Junior Sister, can't you calm down and listen to my explanation?"
The beautiful nun looked especially furious, shouting, "There's nothing to explain!"
Gu Qingfeng, lurking in the shadows, was startled to hear Da Xing the Mad Monk call the beautiful nun 'Junior Sister.' He had never heard of Da Xing the Mad Monk having such a beautiful nun as a junior sister. Moreover, listening to their conversation, it sounded more and more like a lovers' quarrel. Could it be that Da Xing the Mad Monk had something going on with this nun junior sister?
And then Da Xing the Mad Monk hooked up with another nun outside?
And this little junior sister found out, so she came today to settle accounts with Da Xing the Mad Monk?
Gu Qingfeng's gossip-loving heart immediately began boiling intensely.
"Junior Sister, I really came back this time to help you, I have no ill intentions!"
"I don't need your help! And I've said it before—I've long severed all ties with you. You're not my senior brother, and I'm not your junior sister!"
In mid-air, Da Xing the Mad Monk looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears, appearing very helpless. He wanted to continue explaining, but before he could speak, the beautiful nun opposite him shouted sharply, "Da Xing, if you don't leave now, today either you die or I perish!"
Golden-yellow radiance around the beautiful nun suddenly blazed like raging flames, vast Buddhist Dharma erupting in rolling waves. Seeing this scene, Da Xing the Mad Monk's expression changed, knowing his junior sister was starting to get serious. Seizing the moment, he quickly flashed away, begging for mercy, "Junior Sister! I'm afraid of you, alright? I'll go! I'll go, is that not enough?"
After the beautiful nun stopped her attacks, she stood in mid-air, glaring angrily at Da Xing the Mad Monk.
"I say, Junior Sister, how did you..." Da Xing the Mad Monk had just opened his mouth when he was immediately cut off by the beautiful nun's shout: "Get lost! You traitor who deceived your master and betrayed your ancestors, I don't want to hear you speak, and I don't want to see you!"
"I've been wronged! Truly wronged to death!"
Da Xing the Mad Monk stamped his feet in anger, saying, "Junior Sister, oh Junior Sister, I've already told you eight hundred times—I didn't frame Senior Brother Bai Mei, and I didn't betray the Chan Sect. Just think about it—what reason would I have to frame Senior Brother Bai Mei for no reason? What benefit would I get from betraying our Chan Sect? Can't you stop believing rumors? That's a deliberate scheme by the Pure Land Sect to sow discord, can't you see that? Moreover, Senior Brother is right inside. Once you see him, everything will become clear."
"You're right! Once I see Senior Brother, all truths will naturally be revealed. If it really was you who framed Senior Brother, I definitely won't let you off. Now disappear from my sight immediately!"
"Sigh!"
Facing the beautiful nun's angry scolding, Da Xing the Mad Monk sighed repeatedly. He wanted to explain something, but looking at the beautiful nun who seemed to have lost her mind in burning rage, Da Xing the Mad Monk sighed with extreme exasperation, "Fine, fine, I'll go then. But..." His tone shifted, adding, "I can't leave right now. If I'm to leave, it'll have to be after some days."
After saying this, perhaps worried the beautiful nun would misunderstand, he explained further, "Don't worry, I said I'll leave, so I'll definitely leave, and I absolutely won't get involved in that matter."
"Why can't you leave now!"
"It's like this—I made an appointment earlier with two friends to wait for them here. If they come and don't see me, things could get very troublesome, and it might even ruin your affairs. So... I'm thinking that after those two people arrive, we'll leave together."
"Da Xing! You really are a traitor who deceived your master and betrayed your ancestors!"
The beautiful nun pointed her Buddhist whisk at Da Xing the Mad Monk, shouting, "Framing Senior Brother Bai Mei is one thing, but now you're actually colluding with outsiders to covet our Chan Sect's supreme treasure? And you still dare say you haven't betrayed our Chan Sect?"
"I..." Da Xing the Mad Monk looked utterly miserable, on the verge of breaking down, saying, "Junior Sister, oh Junior Sister, just what did those bastards from the Western Heaven Pure Land tell you? How did they trick you into becoming like this? I came to save Senior Brother, not to kill him. And I have no intention of coveting our Chan Sect's supreme treasure. After all these years, don't you understand me? Am I that kind of person? I'm just baffled—what kind of bewitching potion did those turtle grandsons from the Western Heaven Pure Land feed you? You seem like a completely different person."
"If you really came to save Senior Brother, why would you need to find outsiders to help?"
"There are some things I can't explain to you clearly right now, and even if I did, you wouldn't believe me. Let me put it this way."
Da Xing the Mad Monk took a deep breath and said, "Our Chan Sect really does have a traitor, but that traitor isn't me. As for who it is, I don't know yet. The only thing certain is that this traitor not only framed our Senior Brother, but is also colluding with those bastards from the Pure Land Sect, wanting to covet our Chan Sect's supreme treasure. What's even more shameless is that this traitor has pinned all of this on my head!"
Da Xing the Mad Monk pleaded earnestly, "Junior Sister, you must not fall for this. That traitor's goal is to make us suspect each other, thus sowing discord between us. If you calm down and think carefully, you'll understand. If we two suspect each other, who will save Senior Brother? Who will protect our Chan Sect's supreme treasure? In the end, won't it just benefit those bastards from the Western Heaven Pure Land? Isn't that the truth!"