Daoist Master Of Qing Xuan Chapter 50 - One Has to Compromise When in Jianghu

Chapter 50 - One Has to Compromise When in Jianghu

Shen Lian felt somewhat strange that the owner of Su Jia Bao was nowhere to be found in such a crucial moment.
Were they so fearful of these Jianghu bandits that they had to hide somewhere?
He felt puzzled by the situation. He looked at the shorthaired monk but the monk had his eyes squinted, looking like he had fallen asleep as if the commotion had nothing to do with him
Lee Zhuang was surprised that this 'little master' was able to read his mind. That caused him to be deeply intimidated by the youth.
His Hercules King Kong Palm had reached the level where he could smash stones. He could even hit through 13 blocks of bricks in one go.
Even if this 'little master' was made of iron, he should not be so c.o.c.ky hearing his name.
As for the Golden Shield, he had mastered up the sixth level - the level where most swords and knife would not be able to cause any damage to him.
If he did not have such basic capabilities, he would not have started the Shunfeng Escorts.
Considering that his opponent had made a statement, it would cost him his pride in Jianghu if he did not have the guts to accept the challenge.
But it did not seem too heroic if he went ahead and strike his opponent. Moreover, with such guts, maybe they had other tricks up their sleeves.
Lee Zhuang changed his mind. He held his fist back and said, "Punches and kicks are blind. What if I accidentally injured you? That would make me feel terrible. How about we learn from each other and make friends through martial arts? If you are more skillful than I am, I would accept defeat without any objection."
Lee Zhuang was determined to buy time. If the other party refused to his suggestion, he would have no choice but to fight. Mingjian Peak specifically said they wanted this piece of ice jade. If he lost that business, he would throw the reputation of Shunfeng Escorts and Fumo Temple down the drain.
The 'little master' smiled sweetly like a blooming flower. The smile lit up the entire hall.
Lee Zhuang felt shaken. He could not help but wonder how disastrous things would be if this person were actually, in fact, a girl.
He could actually think of this even when his enemy was right in front of him. That showed how threatening this little master could be.
"Forget about it. What kind of person are you? I tried to be nice but you didn't want it," the little master fanned himself and smiled. His expression turned cold right after the smile.
Like the fire in the seventh month to the frosty weather in the twelfth month, he changed his expression just in a blink of an eye.
The folding fan was painted in gold. It looked regal and classy, really matched the snow-white glass-liked skin of the little master.
Lee Zhuang did not dare to let his guard down. He was extremely cautious of this little master.
"Go and get rid of anyone who has eyes and leaves this Hercules King Kong Palm for me to toy with." The little master moved his lips slightly upwards with a grim yet handsome expression.
All Lee Zhuang could see was the little master who transformed into a stack of overlapping shadows, charging towards his direction.
He could not care less about the Gobi Trio. His experience told him that his opponent's technique was world-class.
He transferred his Qi to his cinnabar fields to unleash the Hercules King Kong Palm that he had practiced for so many years. Like a raging tidal wave, he pushed out both palms and gave his all.
"This would be a great way to kill time." Shen Lian who stood far away could not help but felt tense.
The Hercules King Kong Palm may be a technique of pure strength but it was not about physical hardness. It was a martial art technique where the strength was built up from the outside to inside of the body.
The maximum level of the Hercules King Kong Palm was as strong as the Dao's "taming the white tiger" technique.
It was both a palm method and a practice of internal force.
With the supplement of the Golden Shield, the stroke was extremely powerful.
The stack of overlapped shadows disappeared as the little master appeared within the Golden Shield and the force of the palm.
Wave-like stripes surrounded the little master, as if there was a layer of invisible water hood protecting him.
The force of the palm landed on the little master's body but the intensity was dispersed.
Lee Zhuang was in dismay and said, "Gang Qi shield, how is that possible?" This was also the moment he realized why this little master was so boastful and so pleased to try on his palm method; the little fellow had mastered the legendary Gang Qi shield.
As Shen Lian was extremely sensitive, he sensed something odd about this little master. He felt strange that this person's Gang Qi shield came so abruptly as if there was a switch to turn it on. It also felt effortless as if no spiritual energy was consumed in order to build it.
Back then, the man in green, Yang Xuan, too mastered the Gang Qi shield. But when he had to face ten thousand arrows released simultaneously, he did not use that to fight directly. Reason being, using the Gang Qi would burn up a huge load of vitality.
If one could use the Gang Qi shield as they like without worrying about energy consumption, they could effortlessly face a mighty force of army as if they were the celestials on land.
Lee Zhuang swiftly jumped aside and escaped the scene as his palm method could not land on the target.
Being in the escort industry, his reputation was dependent on the items that he was delivering, and not his life.
He panicked. How was it possible for him to escape after witnessing the little master's Qing Gong?
The little master gave a childlike smile. With the fan in one hand, his shadow followed Lee Zhuang. He had no chance to escape.
For a couple of times, he attempted to run to the gate. However, the little master stopped him, like a cat toying a mouse.
As he tried to escape, Lee Zhuang overheard the commotion next to him. He looked and saw his brothers being defeated by the Gobi trio. It was a one-sided massacre.
The trio was extremely vicious. They either tear off the limbs or break the joints of those came in their way.
They then left them to die suffering in pain.
The once cleaned hall transformed into a scene of carnage.
The shorthaired monk was still asleep and showed no signs of motion.
Lee Zhuang was in a rage and wanted to rescue his brothers but the folding fan silently appeared once again.
The folding fan knocked on skull like a stick crushing a watermelon. His brain gushed out as he took the hit.
Lee Zhuang's Golden Shield was supposed to protect him against external forces. Furthermore, the head was technically the strongest part of the body. And yet, he could not take a light tap from the little master.
This showed that as long as one had a strong inner Qi, he could be a grass, wood, bamboo or even a stone, and still capable of producing a strong force.
In an instant, Lee Zhuang and none of his brothers from Shunfeng Escorts managed to escape.
The hall was filled with the smell of blood; it was a sickening scent.
The Gobi Trio had blood all over them, it was other people's blood.
The little master carefully took out a small box from Lee Zhuang.
The Gobi Trio came up and said, "Little Master, we have settled everything."
The little master did not open the box. He looked at the hall but the gory scene did not shake him.
He saw Shen Lian and the shorthaired monk and said, "Didn't I told you guys to kill anyone who has eyes? Don't you guys have ears?"
The Gobi Trio may be vicious but they will never kill an innocent.
They did not want to displease the little master and so they turned to Shen Lian with a smile and said, "Today is not your day kid."
Shen Lian would have stepped in to help if it was a case of ordinary bandits robbing the innocents.
But obviously, the dispute between Shunfeng Escorts and the Gobi Trio as well as the little master was a Jianghu matter.
One could not tell who was innocent. Even though Shen Lian was kind-hearted, he would not waste it on things like that.
The only thing unexpected was that it was impossible for him to not be involved in this matter.
When in Jianghu, there would be grudges and resentment. Even if it was not related to oneself, trouble would still come.
He was not the type of person who enjoyed stirring up trouble and he did not like being troubled.
"You guys are the one in trouble if you mess with me," Shen Lian sighed.
The little master looked at Shen Lian and shifted his glance to the shorthaired monk. He felt that the shorthaired monk looked somewhat familiar.
That trip was an easy one for the little master. The ice jade was actually of no use for him, but as long as it was useful for Ye Liuyun, that was good enough.