The Only Male Emperor in a Female-dominated World

"Young man, we can discuss this."

Yu Yue's tone revealed fear.

The difference in realm cannot be made up by the number of people.

"Blood-sucking skill!"

The female bandit who was about to escape suddenly froze, and the blood in her body suddenly burst out and gathered into a river of blood.

"Damn it, kill him. I don't believe that so many people can't beat one man."

Yu Yue knew that there was no hope of escape, so she shouted, "Thousand Gold Pendant!"

Yu Yue’s weapon is a ball with an iron chain controlling the bottom.

There are many spikes on the surface of the ball.

Chen Lingjun remained calm and punched the incoming iron ball away.

All of Yu Yue's bones were broken, and he and the ball flew far away.

Chen Lingjun used the Dragon Steps and kept shuttling among the bandits.

Every time he swung his punch, a bandit died.

In just a few breaths, only a dozen of the more than 200 bandits were left.

"Please spare me, I was wrong. I decided to turn over a new leaf and become a new person."

"I have only killed twenty mortals. Please spare my life, young man."

"Yu Yue forced us to do this. We didn't want to do this either. Woo woo..."

.........

A dozen bandits knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

"Go and confess to the King of Hell."

Chen Lingjun opened his hands and sucked the blood of more than a dozen people into the blood river.

Adhering to the principles of diligence, thrift and no waste, even the bandit whose head was blown off on the ground was not spared.

The handprint changed, and the river of blood condensed into a drop.

The blood drops condensed by the two hundred Cave Heaven Realm cultivators were extremely scarlet, and the light dyed the surroundings a deep red.

Chen Lingjun opened his mouth and swallowed the blood drop. The burning feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

The amount and quality of his blood essence increased by at least five times.

The importance of essence and blood is self-evident to cultivators.

Secret techniques, refining magic weapons, practicing martial arts, etc. all require essence and blood.

The better the essence and blood, the more powerful the secret technique you can cast, and the same is true for other aspects.

"Amitabha."

A voice was heard, Chen Lingjun looked up, and saw a nun in a monk's robe floating quietly in the air.

The nun had a red dot between her eyebrows and was a head taller than Chen Lingjun.

Her clear eyes sparkled with wisdom and her red lips curled up in a charming smile.

The skin that occasionally reveals is as white and smooth as a snow lotus, and every contour reveals elegance and nobility.

Chen Lingjun thought to himself that something was wrong. He didn't even notice when this old nun came.

"Master, what's up?"

"My name is Huiyang. You are a bloodthirsty person. You are practicing the Blood Demon Sect's skills. It would be better for you to return to Buddhism with me and cleanse your bloodthirsty nature."

Huiyang put his hands together and the Buddha's light shone upon him.

"Master, these people are all bandits who do all kinds of evil. I am trying to get rid of them for the people."

Chen Lingjun observed his surroundings and planned his escape route.

"Amitabha, I will make my own decision on the matter of the bandits. You should just surrender and go on your journey with me."

"Go on your own, Earth Blaster!"

A pillar of fire shot up into the sky, enveloping Huiyang.

The light faded away, and Huiyang was unharmed, not even a hair was blown.

And below, Chen Lingjun was no longer visible.

"Fortunately, I didn't catch up."

Chen Lingjun looked back and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Buddhism, like Taoism, hates evil and will not tolerate any sand in its eyes.

Especially in Buddhism, if you meet an evil person, you will really kill him.

He estimated that even if he did not take action, the bandits would not be able to escape the fate of being wiped out.

The next second, the space in front was torn apart, and Huiyang's figure stepped out from the crack.

"Well, let's have some fun."

Chen Lingjun stopped, feeling helpless.

To tear apart space, one must be at least a Nascent Soul Realm expert.

He had no chance of winning.

Huiyang waved her hand, and a golden rope flew out, binding Chen Lingjun tightly.

"Donor, let's get going."

Huiyang took the other end of the golden rope and led it like walking a dog.

Chen Lingjun struggled frantically, but found it was useless.

"Master, are you going to bully a little boy like this?" If the hard way doesn't work, then you can only use the soft way.

"You are not some little man, but a demon cultivator who can suck human blood."

"It's just a technique."

“Amitabha, that won’t work either.”

.........

Two days later, Huiyang held Chen Lingjun under her armpits with a gloomy expression.

"Master, Buddha said: Forgive others when you can, why are you so persistent?"

"Master, you have a lot of capital. Have you ever thought about returning to secular life?"

"Master, I need to go to the bathroom."

.........

Along the way, Chen Lingjun kept telling the story tirelessly.

Fortunately, Huiyang had a firm faith in Buddhism, otherwise he would have fallen long ago.

Seeing Huiyang was unmoved, Chen Lingjun rolled his eyes and said, "Master, you are too fast. I can't stand it. Can you help me take off my veil and let me breathe?"

Huiyang ignored it.

"Master~~"

Huiyang's eyes twitched and she took off her veil.

Lord bless you, this is such a face that brings disaster to the country and the people.

He has sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his pupils are deep, like rippling blue waves, which is fascinating.

She has a straight nose, slightly pursed lips, and skin as white as jade. The sunlight shines on her, casting a faint halo.

Suddenly, she almost thought she had caught the wrong person.

Huiyang bit her tongue, the pain made her wake up. The person in front of her was a blood-sucking villain.

Chen Lingjun took in Huiyang's dazed expression and felt delighted.

possible!

"Master, judging from your attire, you are probably not from the Southern Region."

Huiyang's monk robe was different from the other Buddhist monks he had seen. It was light gold in color, with a Guanyin pattern on the back.

"I am a Buddhist from the Central Region. I came here to help the Southern Region branch fight against the Demon Sect."

Huiyang finally answered.

"Master, have you been practicing Buddhism since you were a child?"

Huiyang did not answer and fell silent again.

After that, no matter what Chen Lingjun said, Huiyang did not answer.

"This is not the way to go."

Chen Lingjun was extremely anxious.

If he really enters Buddhism, he will never be able to come out again in his life.

"Master, you have been practicing Buddhism since you were young, so your concentration must be very good."

"Let's make a bet. If I win, you must let me go. If you win, I will follow you back to the Buddhist temple and stay with you forever. How about that?"

Huiyang became interested. As a Buddhist from the Central Region, she had never lost in a competition of concentration.

"How do you bet?"

“That’s it…”

After a moment, Huiyang blushed, "This... How can there be such a ridiculous way of gambling?"

Chen Lingjun said in a provocative tone: "Master, are you afraid?"

"It seems that your concentration is not that good either."

Huiyang immediately felt insulted that someone was questioning her determination. "Let's bet, when does it start?"

Chen Lingjun was overjoyed, "No hurry, let's find a hot spring first."

Two hours later, in a hot spring in the forest.

Huiyang was sitting cross-legged floating on the water, his face flushed and his expression strange, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

Underwater, Chen Lingjun swam around like a fish.

"No, this nun has too much concentration. If she continues like this, I will definitely lose."

"It seems that I can only reveal some explosive news."

Chen Lingjun opened his mouth and bit it.