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Sangsang's Chess Play and the First Match Reminiscent of Bear Paws and Unclean

Sangsang’s Chess Play and the First Match Reminiscent of Bear Paws and Unclean Cuts

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The chilly autumn breeze dragged by the stream and across Ning Que’s face. He came around and realized that his mental state was not at its peak. He had worried and feared about Sangsang’s illness for days, so he had become anxious and even violent.

In the autumn rain at the Red Lotus Temple, when he had bitten off a piece of flesh from Long Qing’s neck, he had perceived that terrifying mental state. He knew that if he was really controlled by his emotions, then he would sink into an abyss and find it hard to recover.

With that thought, he took a deep breath and allowed the cool and moist aura in the autumn breeze to moisten his dry lungs. The Great Spirit filled his body and supressed the dangerous and rash actions that appeared in his mind. He decided not to cause any more trouble before meeting Master Qishan and getting a cure for Sangsang.

As for the warning signs he had received in his heart, Ning Que felt that he had just entered the Knowing Destiny State; perhaps he had perceived wrongly due to his anxiousness, or perhaps, he hoped that it was just a mistake.

He lowered his arm and the sharp arrowhead. Then, he lifted the finger that was controlling the bowstring. This slight action was no longer as scary as an impending avalanche.

Countless sighs of relief near the stone chessboard beside the stream accompanied this action. Many cultivators had held their breaths earlier and were extremely nervous.

Ning Que looked at the damp ground in the direction of his iron arrow and said, “As long as you don’t stop me from heading up the hill to see Master Qishan, I can show sufficient respect to the Xuankong Temple or the Buddhism Sect. Even if it might be fake.”

Monk Guan Hai smiled bitterly when he heard that. He thought to himself that the tense situation had finally been resolved, so why did Ning Que still have to say something like that? He comforted him, “Even though my teacher rarely accepts guests, since he has come out, there is no reason why he would not meet with Senior Brother Thirteen.”

Then, the yellow-clothed monk sitting by the chessboard said shrilly, “The reason would be the rules. Guan Hai, even though you are Senior Brother Qishan’s successor, you cannot disregard the rules of Wa Mountain.”

Monk Guan Hai was speechless. Afterall, rules were laid by man. Mr Thirteen of the Academy and the Lady of Light in the horse carriage were not just anyone. Would they need to solve the three games as well?

The yellow-garbed old monk looked at Ning Que and said coldly, “The Academy might be powerful, but you cannot defeat the Bhadanta of the Buddhism Sect with just an iron arrow. I have said earlier, that Ke Haoran could breach the Wa Mountain with just a sword by his waist. I admit that he is powerful enough to break the rules of Wa Mountain. If you wish to break the rules, you have to show me. I want to see if the person who has entered the human realm on behalf of the Academy is just as cold-blooded as his senior. Would he kill senselessly?!”

Ning Que could now ascertain that the old monk living in seclusion in the Lanke Temple had a grudge against his Youngest Uncle. Judging by the monk’s cultivation state though, he was unimportant to Youngest Uncle. Ning Que shook his head and smiled painfully. He thought to himself that it wasn’t a good thing that the seniors in his sect were too powerful. Their debts had to be paid by the younger disciples of their sect.

He plucked the bowstring, which buzzed clearly. He thought silently, did he have to do what Youngest Uncle did?

Just as Ning Que was pondering over this, Sangsang hesitated. Her uncertain voice rang from the horse carriage, “Young master, why don’t I try it?”