Chapter 344

Chapter 344: You Provoked the Monk No One in the Cultivation World Dares to Offend
The newcomers were very fast. In a blink, they had surrounded Yu Zhao and the other two.

Leading them was an old man with white hair and a childlike face. When he saw the item in front of Yu Zhao, he exploded with rage and cursed: “Shameless little thief, how dare you steal my clan’s sacred relic! Despicable and filthy, low and vile!”

The other four men also glared at the three of them, as if they wished they could tear them apart and eat them alive.

Yu Zhao secretly sighed in her heart: [What a neat trick to shift the blame. And of course we had to run into it].

She opened her mouth and said: “Sovereign Senior…”

Yu Zhao only felt that this was troublesome, but she did not feel hatred because of it. After all, they were not the ones who had taken the thing. As long as she explained clearly, it should be fine.

However, she had only just started speaking when the old man cut her off in anger: “Shut up! Who allowed you to call me Senior! What kind of thing are you! You dare act close to me!”

One of the others also shouted: “Exactly, what are you, to shout in front of our Ancestor!”

Another added: “Hurry up and kneel! Otherwise this day next year will be your death anniversary!”

Yu Zhao’s expression darkened a little, and she immediately dropped the idea of settling things peacefully.

These people had followed the Nascent Soul Old Fiend who had just fled. There was no way they did not know who the real thief was.

Yet even so, they still wanted to pin the crime of theft on the three of them.

Since that was the case, there was no need for her to be polite.

Bu Yan’s right hand could not help reaching toward his left sleeve. [Ah, my hand itches].

A middle-aged man with sharp eyes pointed a finger hard at Bu Yan and shouted: “You stinking monk, what do you think you are doing! If you do not behave, Grandpa will break your hand!”

Ji Han Zhou had still been angry, but when he heard that, gloating laughter flashed in his eyes.

[You are done. You just provoked the monk in the Cultivation World who is the hardest to deal with. Just wait to be sent on to the afterlife].

The old man was clearly used to being overbearing. He snorted coldly and reached out, trying to snatch the sacred relic back. But just as he lifted his hand, the relic disappeared right under his nose.

He froze for a moment, then jumped up in rage and shouted: “Damned little thief, you still dare act right under my eyes! You are looking for death!”

As he spoke, he swung his big hand toward Yu Zhao.

When Yu Zhao put the item into her storage space, she had already been ready for him to attack. The corner of her lips curved in a cold smile. She brought her hands together, then suddenly spread them apart and pressed them down toward the ground.

In an instant, a burst of strong spirit power light exploded from the ground.

Boom!

A huge monster rose up from the earth. Its thick body stood between Yu Zhao and the old man, splitting them to two sides.

The old man’s palm strike landed on the Vine King’s body, leaving a mark a foot deep. But to the Vine King, that mark was nothing at all.

“Ah!”

The old man was still surprised by the sudden appearance of the Vine King when a clansman’s scream suddenly came from his side. He pulled his focus back and looked over, and almost passed out from anger.

He saw his four clansmen each bound tightly around the ankles by thick vines and hanging upside down in the air. Countless other vines had turned into long whips that lashed them wildly.

Cries of pain rose and fell in the air.

“Stop! Stop right now!” he shouted.

Yu Zhao acted as if she had not heard him.

The old man knew this matter could not end peacefully. His face looked ugly. He grabbed at the air with his right hand and took out a magical artifact shaped like a palm-leaf fan, then swung it hard.

Wild wind instantly roared all around them. Sand and stones flew, and even the sky dimmed. A dark shadow formed by a hurricane smashed straight into the Vine King.

The powerful force made the Vine King’s body creak under the strain.

“Break!”

The old man shouted, and the spirit power in his body poured madly into the dark shadow. Even space itself started to crack slightly from the violent spirit power waves.

Another loud boom sounded. The Vine King shattered with a crash.

The old man’s figure suddenly appeared in front of Yu Zhao. His face twisted with hatred as he shouted: “Go die!”

Ji Han Zhou was almost unable to open his eyes in the gale. He used all his strength just to keep his body from being blown away. When he turned his head, he saw Bu Yan holding a Purple Gold Alms Bowl in one hand and prayer beads in the other. The wind could not get close to him. His face was calm, like an old monk sitting in meditation.

Ji Han Zhou turned his eyes away in hatred and saw the old man moving toward Yu Zhao with killing intent.

“Be careful!” he shouted.

It would have been better if he had not spoken. Once he did, the balance he had been trying so hard to keep broke at once. His feet left the ground, and he was about to be thrown away by the wind. At the key moment, Bu Yan moved and grabbed him back.

On the other side, the old man dropped from the sky. His palm came down straight toward the top of Yu Zhao’s skull.

But before he could be happy, Yu Zhao’s figure turned into a puff of smoke and vanished.

It was Illusion Art! As soon as the old man realized this, a sharp tearing sound came from behind him.

Bang!

A flash of red light passed in front of him. A defensive magical artifact fell from the air.

The old man’s scalp tingled, and regret had already risen in his heart.

“Fellow Daoist, this is a misunder…”

This time, Yu Zhao did not give him a chance to talk. She flicked the Mirror of Fleeting Lives upward. The Mirror of Fleeting Lives spun quickly, and its surface finally stopped on the dark side.

A strand of barely visible black light shot straight toward the old man.

Another bang sounded. A yellow light flashed, and another defensive magical artifact dropped from the air.

Yu Zhao let out a soft sound of surprise. This old man not only carried magical artifacts that defended against physical attacks, but also one that protected the soul. The latter was not something an ordinary family clan could have.

The old man was also shocked. He had worn the Heart-Guarding Lock on him for many years, and it had always been safe. Today, it had actually been broken by a young Nascent Soul Cultivator.

He had clearly run into a tough opponent.

He hurriedly stepped back several times and shouted: “Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!”

“Misunderstanding?” Yu Zhao gave a cold laugh. One hand pressed on the Mirror of Fleeting Lives while her other hand formed a series of quick seals. She wanted to see just how many defensive magical artifacts this man had on him.

“Fellow Daoist, it really is a misunderstanding! I, Si Tu Jian Nan, apologize to you here! I hope Fellow Daoist can forgive us for the sake of the Si Tu Clan!”

Right now, Si Tu Jian Nan almost wanted to rip his own guts out. He had indeed noticed early on that Yu Zhao and the other two were not the thieves who had snuck into the family clan. But the item was in their hands. As long as he brought them back, he could give the family clan an explanation. So he had tried to seize the initiative and deliberately put the blame on the three of them. Because of that one bad thought, he had caused a huge disaster.

“People of the Si Tu Clan?” Yu Zhao instantly understood why the five of them were so arrogant and full of themselves. It turned out they had the First Family of the Cultivation World behind them.

“Yes, yes, we are from the Si Tu Clan. We offended you before in many ways. I am willing to prepare heavy gifts to apologize to the three of you,” Si Tu Jian Nan said.

Yu Zhao asked calmly: “What is Si Tu Xuan to you?”

Si Tu Jian Nan’s face brightened and he said: “Si Tu Xuan is exactly my nephew! Fellow Daoist, do you know Xuan’er?”

“Of course I know him. Did Si Tu Xuan not tell you where he went before he returned?” Yu Zhao asked.

Si Tu Jian Nan thought back for a moment. His scalp went numb as he said: “Fellow Daoist, could it be that you are from the Five Elements Dao Sect…”

Young, good at Illusion Art, on good terms with Xuan’er, and appearing near the Five Elements Dao Sect. Put those together. Was that not…

“I am Yu Zhao of the Five Elements Dao Sect,” she said.

Si Tu Jian Nan’s heart sank. It was over. He had actually provoked the most promising cultivator in the Cultivation World, and she was even Xuan’er’s good friend.

“Thi-this…” Si Tu Jian Nan was so nervous he did not even know what to say. He really wanted to slap his past self who had just been shouting wildly.