Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman || LK Adaptation

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝑳𝑿

Lisa dismantled the Cyberspace and erected a barrier that completely isolated the Huangfu manor from the outside world.

However, the bloody stench that filled the air had already spread around the rest of Mingzhou.

A new group of people had arrived at the Wei family’s doorstep.

There was a bald monk with a flowing white beard, an enigmatic Taoist priest, and a Taoist priestess with a tranquil expression…

These were the almighty hermits of the ancient martial arts world. Their strength might not be on par with the Great Elder or his second-in-command but underestimating them would be a deadly mistake.

The Taoist priest specialized in slaying demons, exorcisms, casting spells, metaphysics, and an array of seemingly other-worldly subjects. The highest plane one could get in this realm was the perfect unity of heaven and man. Thus, they possessed knowledge of everything that existed between heaven and earth.

Since its conception, Buddhism was a way for humans to open up their third eye, to be able to see life’s greatest mysteries. However, these people were not fighters, for they believed that it is their duty to save the masses and eliminate bad karma once and for all. One of their ancient scriptures described the power of Buddhism as being boundless, and that those who knew the “way” would be liberated from the eternal cycle of reincarnation.

However, after so many centuries, only a handful of Buddist and Taoist concepts have been successfully passed down and preserved. A couple of larger families in the ancient martial arts world managed to do this but it was hard to deny that these two religions have been on a steady decline over the centuries. A similarly small number of people were struggling to keep the movement alive.

They sensed a calamity that had befallen Mingzhou and had gathered here in Nichkun’s courtyard today upon being invited by the Great Elder of the ancient martial arts world. The abbot, who was clutching onto a string of beads, was continuously driven into a corner on the chessboard. He exclaimed, “Never would I have expected to be playing chess with a descendant of Zhuge. When it comes to the secrets of heaven, no one in the world can compare with you lot…hmm? What a strong aura!”

The second elder, who was strolling around the courtyard froze up. He then smiled to himself. “That must be Young Master Murong reaching a new level?”

“Young Master Murong? He must be at the level of Houtian for there to be such a strong radiance, no?” asked the priestess. “If my memory serves me right, he was given the 70th place and below on the annual ranking list. It seems like yet another prodigy is rising up in the ancient martial arts world.”

“He only achieved what he did after that battle he fought alongside Miss Lalisa. I wouldn’t go so far as to call him a prodigy though,” said the second elder, despite his surprise at the rate Eunwoo was advancing. He was good. But when compared to Lisa and her Peacekeepers, that boy’s skill was average at best.

They looked at each other the moment they heard the second elder’s comment. Eunwoo could not be considered a prodigy?

The ground beneath their feet suddenly started to tremble. Shortly after, a strong aura of bloodshed swept over the courtyard like a tidal wave.

The abbot shot up from his seat and it was precisely that moment that his string of beads snapped in half, sending little beads rolling in every direction on the floor.

The masters all peered in the same direction from which the aura was coming from.

The abbot slowed down his pace and turned towards Nichkun as well as the second elder. “You two should know what’s happening right?”