Chapter 1450: Supreme Warning

The old monk skillfully unloaded the MP5 magazine and then smiled gently at Wu Mei, saying quietly, “This lady was startled, my Buddhist name is Hong Yi, and I am the abbot of Jiming Temple. After hearing your conversation, I realized that Miss Wu Mei, you are Lin Feng’s close friend. Recently, I have been fortunate enough to meet Benefactor Lin Feng; although our friendship is not deep, he has done great deeds for Jiming Temple. Since fate has brought us together today, I naturally must lend a helping hand.”

Only then did Wu Mei realize that this mysterious Mage Hong Yi knew Lin Feng, no wonder he took the initiative to help her!

“Thank you, Master Hong Yi, for rescuing me!” Wu Mei expressed her gratitude to Mage Hong Yi, saying, “You saved my life, I will have Lin Feng properly thank you on my behalf!”

“No need to be polite, benefactress!” Mage Hong Yi smiled at Wu Mei, “Actually, even if the guest who arrived uninvited had taken a hostage who wasn’t you, I would have intervened! After all, this is a Buddhist sanctuary, not a place where petty lowlifes can wreak havoc at will!”

There was anger in Mage Hong Yi’s words because this Sky Slaughter Organization had already caused trouble at Jiming Temple before. The last incident with Jade Raksha placing Thunderball at the temple’s Bell Tower especially crossed the line for this old monk. Although Mage Hong Yi is an Innate master and a person beyond worldly affairs, he can still feel anger!

Thus, upon seeing the Sky Slaughter Organization causing trouble again at Jiming Temple and also taking Lin Feng’s woman as a hostage, Mage Hong Yi could no longer hold back and decided to act, using thunderous methods to rescue Wu Mei!

“Shi Neng, take this guest who arrived uninvited to the specially designed chamber and hold them there temporarily!” Mage Hong Yi casually ordered from the darkness.

“Yes, Master!” A tall and robust young monk wearing a gray robe emerged from the darkness, walked directly to the black-clad woman’s side, and under Wu Mei’s slightly surprised gaze, carried her away.

“Miss Wu Mei, the night is cold with heavy dew now, please come with me into the temple to rest for the night, and go down the mountain tomorrow.” Mage Hong Yi turned to Wu Mei and said.

“I… that sounds good…” Although Wu Mei hadn’t completely lowered her guard, she couldn’t possibly venture down the mountain alone on such a cold night. It would be better to stay in the temple temporarily until Lin Feng comes to find her.

Wu Mei followed Mage Hong Yi into Jiming Temple and arrived at a small chamber.

The small chamber was lit with only a dim incandescent light bulb, and the simple bed was covered with a thick cotton quilt that seemed aged. There was no air conditioning or heating, and the conditions looked quite harsh. However, after walking into this small room from the gusty cold outdoors, Wu Mei already felt enveloped by boundless warmth, having barely dared to ask for more.

“Miss Wu Mei, the temple’s conditions are quite harsh, so I apologize that you’ll have to rest here for now. If you find it unbearable, I’ll ask Shi Neng to bring you a brazier?” Hong Yi appeared apologetic and spoke to Wu Mei.

Hong Yi’s courtesy towards Wu Mei was not due to her but because he understands well that Lin Feng is someone who absolutely cannot be provoked… not only shouldn’t be provoked, but needs to be cultivated as a valuable connection!

“Thank you, Master Hong Yi! I feel quite alright now, no trouble for the Master is necessary!” Wu Mei politely declined Mage Hong Yi’s arrangement, considering that although Lin Feng was a friend of Mage Hong Yi, she wasn’t certain of their relationship, making her naturally reluctant to trouble him.

“Then, Miss Wu Mei, please take a rest; if Benefactor Lin Feng comes, I’ll bring him to meet you!” Mage Hong Yi said to Wu Mei softly.

“Thank you, Master!” Wu Mei expressed her gratitude again.

…

While Mage Hong Yi and Wu Mei were chatting in the chamber, Shi Neng the disciple was carrying the mysterious woman dressed in a black cloak toward a special chamber near the Bell Tower. This chamber was very small, only seven or eight square meters, entirely made of steel, extremely sturdy, so much so that even an Innate master could hardly escape it. It was where Jiming Temple held “special guests”.

Shi Neng opened the heavy iron door of the special chamber and placed the black-clad woman onto the room’s only simple bed without looking back, preparing to leave immediately… Shi Neng had great trust in the acupuncture technique of abbot Hong Yi, firmly believing that the black-clad woman won’t wake from her unclear state so quickly.

However, as the young monk turned to leave, he suddenly sensed an extremely eerie aura emanating from behind… Shi Neng instinctively turned around, only to find the black-clad woman standing directly behind him, her incredibly beautiful eyes wide open, firmly gazing at him, with her dark pupils gleaming with clearly visible ghostly light!

“You…” Shi Neng realized something was amiss, instinctively exclaimed in surprise, preparing to inquire but suddenly saw the black-clad woman move…

Swish!

A jade-like arm shot out from beneath the cloak at such speed that it shredded the cloak into tatters in an instant and unexpectedly grabbed Shi Neng’s throat.

Crack…

The crisp sound of a broken bone echoed as Shi Neng didn’t even have time to react before his head tilted, and the transformed black-clad woman twisted his neck with one hand.

“This worthless servant has forced me to reveal myself so quickly, truly useless…”

The black-clad woman’s exposed lips moved slightly, uttering a completely different old voice than before. Then, with a casual swipe, she tore open the heavy cloak and tossed it aside, revealing a body of striking beauty and graceful shape.

This remarkably beautiful woman didn’t even glance at the deceased Shi Neng, merely stated indifferently, “Since Jade Raksha got captured, she naturally cannot serve as our sect’s Holy Girl anymore. Yet, the Holy Artifact in her hands must be returned to me! And that Lin Feng, who’s repeatedly thwarted me, must die!”

…

As the black-clad woman killed Shi Neng, Lin Feng was ascending Jiming Temple’s mountain path, when just one or two hundred meters away from Jiming Temple, Lin Feng suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding rising within him, making him shiver involuntarily…

“This is… the highest warning level of the Mystery Deduction Technique?!” Lin Feng’s expression changed slightly as he looked at Jiming Temple atop West Mountain, subconsciously murmuring to himself, “Could there be something within Jiming Temple threatening my life?!”