Chapter 806 - 428: Killing Intent as Deep as the Abyss and the Sea

Chapter 806: Chapter 428: Killing Intent as Deep as the Abyss and the Sea

Certainly! Here is the translation:

"Phew..."

Even in the afternoon, even under the bright sunshine, even with bustling crowds... it’s still cold!

Huang Sitong walked in the corridor, exhaling a white mist.

"Where have I not stepped yet?"

She looked around, her gaze piercing through the figures of the passersby, then pulled out her phone to check the floor plan of the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple.

"Hmm, if I walk around this corridor, there’s still... what’s that side hall for?"

She raised her head to find a corner, where a side hall was tightly closed.

...

High up in the sky, above the chilly wind, above the wisps of flowing clouds, the Fire Toad Balloon quietly hovered, its two eyes each on their own trajectory, focusing and seeing everything within the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple.

The images captured by these two eyes were then transmitted to West State City, to the office on the top floor of the Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory, to Bai Mo’s slightly squinted eyes.

Bai Mo took a sip of the coffee his apprentice had just brewed with milk and sugar, filled with fragrance in his mouth and nose.

"Hmm, this coffee isn’t bad either."

On the table was a large box of cold brew coffee powder bought by Fang Xiaoyu, that had only recently started to become popular.

The fox apprentice Zhe Meizhua lay on the nearby cabinet, munching on snacks like fries, star-shaped crackers, and small cakes, while also looking back at his master’s coffee cup, causing Bai Mo’s mouth to twitch, feeling uneasy... Is this guy planning to show off his bartending skills with this cup of coffee?

Bai Mo instinctively covered the coffee cup with a lid.

He squinted his eyes again, focusing on the Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple.

"This... is just an ordinary tourist spot, right?

"What’s so special about it?

"Where’s the Super Immortal Grass?"

After observing for a long time, Bai Mo couldn’t find anything amiss.

It was the martial arts passed down by the monks that seemed somewhat strange.

Seeing the martial monks lined up in a squad, with tourists who enjoyed martial arts, every move was smooth and agile, efficient and crisp, their clothes flapping audibly!

But their movements fell into Bai Mo’s eyes...

"Like a series of characters?

"This horse stance with raised fist looks like the word ’fire’?

"This arm-stretching straight kick looks like the word ’falcon’?

"Kind of similar, right?"

This set of martial arts had many small details, with the neck, shoulders, elbows, wrists, waist, and legs being flexible and varying, making each action really resemble characters.

Bai Mo frowned, pondering for a moment, not quite sure.

In terms of imagery, dance moves, martial arts moves, these inherently have some internal connections.

Perhaps these monks are doing it for aesthetics, putting on a mysterious front?

Or maybe there’s some strange Immortal Technique involved in some aspect?

Bai Mo picked up the coffee cup again, taking a sip.

His Divine Sense reached Fox Mountain, to the dormitory hall, waking two apprentices.

"Big Flower Arm, Hu Toujian..."

...

In the pitch-black side hall.

Cold, damp, with a faint scent of blood.

Swish!

It was Huang Sitong who jumped in through the high small window, landing lightly and squatting slightly to disperse the impact.

"Hey, my Sequence Seven skills are quite good."

She patted the dirt off her body, and her face suddenly changed.

"Hmm?"

Why is there a smell of blood in this dark side hall!

Moreover, it’s not just any kind of blood scent; there’s the scent of many people at different levels. Some are strong, some faint; some are from three to five days ago, others seven or eight days ago, some from months, half a year ago. All mixed together, creating a composite blood scent!

Huang Sitong became a bit scared.

Her Divine Sense spread out, sensing everything in this room.

The footsteps moved lightly.

Dong...

The sound startled her!

It was the floor tiles under her feet, too loose, making a sound when stepped on.

This side hall was spacious and empty, with a wooden cabinet in the corner stocked with bandages, ointment, medicated wine, and Sichun White Medicine spray, various items used for treating injuries.

"What exactly is this place for..."

Creak...

The side hall’s door was pushed open!

Two figures sneakily squeezed in!

Frightened, Huang Sitong stood by the wall, not daring to move.

The two figures illuminated their way with phone screens, wandering around this side hall, looking everywhere.

"Hey, I heard this side hall is where Grandmaster Wu Yankong meets friends with martial arts."

"Those hardcore martial arts enthusiasts spar here, real punches, real fights, really going all out!"

"I heard that every so often, someone gets injured and carried out from here, with broken bones, concussions, internal bleeding... Every ten days, half a month, a case pops up."

"Grandmaster Wu Yankong’s cauliflower ear was made in here, right?"

"In modern society, there are still so many hardcore martial arts enthusiasts? Aren’t they risking their lives? Isn’t it illegal?"

"Definitely illegal, but the people who spar do it secretly. They treat injuries themselves. No one makes a fuss, no one reports it, no one knows, so who can do anything?"

"These people are truly hardcore, real martial art fanatics!"

Hiding in the corner, Huang Sitong quietly donned her invisibility cloak, quietly sneaking out through the crack of the door of the side hall.

Understanding the purpose of the side hall, she couldn’t help but complain inwardly.

"So it’s a place where a bunch of fools secretly spar and fight... It scared me enough!"

...

In the office.

Bai Mo held the coffee Zhe Meizhua proudly brought over, seeing three star-shaped crackers floating in it, he slightly relaxed.

"This combination is still acceptable.

"Haha."

He opened his phone, seeing the group chat of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class discussing [Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple].

[What’s going on with Huang Sitong, why did she insist on going to that temple alone?]