Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Matter Is Over (Part Four)

“When you first came here, Benefactor Xiao, you chose the Wuxiang Jiezhi Manual. At that time, I saw that you were quite resentful, so I did not make a sound to disturb you.”

"When you came the second time, Benefactor Xiao was nearly possessed by a demon, and you chose the Demon-Subduing Staff Technique. Am I wrong, old monk?"

Xiao Yuanshan remained silent. The old monk who was sweeping the floor spoke in great detail, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. What else could he say?

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan remained silent, the sweeping monk chanted a Buddhist prayer in a low voice, "After that, Benefactor Xiao visited even more frequently, often perusing my Shaolin martial arts manuals."

Fearing that the benefactor might fall into demonic ways, the old monk placed several copies of the Lotus Sutra, the Lankavatara Sutra, and other essential Buddhist scriptures in the place where the benefactor usually borrowed them.

Unexpectedly, Benefactor Xiao has become so obsessed with heretical teachings that he disregards the doctrines of Buddhism. This truly fills this old monk with shame…

Xiao Yuanshan watched the sweeping monk shake his head in regret, his face cold. He hadn't avenged his great grudge yet, so how could he have time to study that damned Buddhist teachings?

The sweeping monk turned to Murong Bo and his son, "Only now do I realize that Elder Benefactor Murong is a descendant of the Xianbei Yan clan. I have been disrespectful!"

Murong Bo quickly stepped aside, "Master, you are too kind. I have been troubling you for a long time and have not yet thanked you for taking me in."

"Of course, of course..." The sweeping monk waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned by Murong Bo's repeated attempts to curry favor, and continued:

"In that case, it makes sense that Elder Benefactor Murong has searched through all of Shaolin's secret techniques and even memorized many of them. I was wondering why you would do such a thing."

"Now it seems that he has passed it all on to your son, right?" After saying that, the sweeping monk glanced at Murong Fu standing to the side and then let out a soft exclamation.

"Huh? It's not your son? Then it must be this fellow foreigner beside you?" I wonder what this master, who has mastered all of Shaolin's martial arts, intends to do? Could it be that he also intends to change the world?

Kumārajīva smiled faintly, simply clasped his hands together, and softly chanted a Buddhist mantra. The sweeping monk didn't seem to care, only sighing softly, "Unfortunately... you're all wrong..."

Everyone was shocked and was about to ask themselves what they had done wrong when they heard a sound coming from the stairs next to them. It turned out that other high monks of the Xuan generation from Shaolin had led people here.

Earlier, Xiao Yuanshan and his son had chased after Murong Bo, and Abbot Xuanci had committed suicide on the spot. Just as the group of martial arts heroes were preparing to return home, they heard the Beggar Clan making a fuss again.

It turned out to be Quan Guanqing, who was known as the "perfect scholar". He was shocked to see that his backer You Tanzhi had his legs broken by Qiao Feng, and that Bao Butong had exposed his ambush of his fellow members of the Beggars' Clan.

To avoid being attacked and criticized by everyone after returning, he deliberately caused trouble again, using the pretext of annihilating the Khitans to escape this calamity.

Previously, Xiao Yuanshan himself admitted to having mastered all of Shaolin martial arts. The other martial arts heroes were not at ease letting him leave safely, and they all joined in the commotion, wanting to kill Xiao Yuanshan and his son together.

However, the two pillars of the martial arts world, the Beggars' Sect and the Shaolin Temple, have lost their leaders, some with broken legs and others who have passed away, leaving them in a leaderless situation for the time being.

Seeing that the time was right, Quan Guanqing hurriedly proposed that the three Shaolin monks, along with the other three elders of the Beggars' Sect, should lead the effort to exterminate the Xiao family father and son.

After thinking about it carefully, everyone realized that it made sense, so they abandoned their plans to go down the mountain and followed the Beggars' Sect members.

At this moment, Shaolin Temple was leaderless, and its members, who usually ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddhist scriptures, had never experienced such a situation before. They were at a loss for what to do and their defenses were breached by the crowd before they could even react.

Master Xuanji glanced at Xuanci's body, which was being held in Xuzhu's arms, with a conflicted expression. He then turned and ordered several monks to take good care of it before following after them with the rest of the monks.

Bai Ke knew that the Sweeping Monk was about to appear, and he was very curious. They had longed for such a master as the Sweeping Monk, so how could they miss this opportunity?

After informing Xu Zhu of his arrival, he circulated his spiritual energy and disappeared at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain in the blink of an eye, heading towards the Sutra Repository.

When he arrived, the others had not yet arrived, so he could only listen to their conversation from the sidelines.

Surprisingly, even though Bai Ke protected his entire body with his spiritual power so that his aura did not leak out, the sweeping monk still glanced at him repeatedly without leaving a trace.

Bai Ke felt very strange. He opened his Heavenly Eye and looked at the sweeping monk. He saw that the monk's true energy was surging, and there was also a little spiritual power mixed in with it.

It's unbelievable that in such a crude world of martial arts, there are still people who can comprehend some spiritual power. He must have been suspicious because he felt that the spiritual power in the air was not flowing naturally.

The sweeping monk curiously scanned the spot where Bai Ke had just been hiding, but found nothing, leaving him deeply puzzled.

He had only recently comprehended spiritual power, about a month ago. At that time, he, who had already reached the pinnacle of cultivation, sensed that the content of something in the air was rapidly increasing.

He didn't know what it was, but whenever he devoted himself to cultivation, some of it would merge into his body and become his own unique energy.

This energy is purer and more powerful than the essence of heaven and earth, and its texture is finer, making it many times better than true qi and internal force.

He was surprised to sense a faint flow of spiritual energy near a bookshelf next to him.

However, the immediate issues are not yet resolved, so the Sweeper Monk cannot continue researching the new martial arts system he developed. That's right! It's the new martial arts system!

When he was young, he was very curious about the supernatural powers of the immortals in ancient myths and legends, such as flying through the sky, disappearing into the earth, and turning rivers and seas upside down. Naturally, he did not believe that martial arts should stop there.

He has been studying for decades and has witnessed the rise of several generations of young people, including Xuan Ci secretly hiring someone to deliver Ye Erniang's baby in the back mountain.

All the worldly splendor was nothing but fleeting clouds to him; only by continuing to explore new heights in martial arts could he find the energy to keep going.

Only when Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were fighting to the death, he would intervene to stop them from destroying this place.

Fortunately, perseverance pays off. After decades of dedicated research, he finally discovered a higher level of energy than internal force and true essence, namely the spiritual energy in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Just as he was diligently studying, Xiao Yuanshan and his son, as well as Murong Bo and his son, barged in one after another. Helpless, he got up to persuade them.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he sensed a trace of that energy fluctuation, which instantly made the sweeping monk overjoyed.

"I wonder which benefactor is here? Why not show yourself?" Bai Ke thought to himself, "Oh no, I've been discovered by this sweeping monk..." He had no choice but to come out from behind the bookshelf.