Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

Chapter 160 The Bitterness of Coptis chinensis

When Huang Feihong heard the name Blood Lotus Sect, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Suddenly, he saw Chen Wen turn his head to look at him!

Chen Wen pointed sharply and continued to shout, "This is the Dharma protector before this Venerable One, the Yellow Lotus Immortal!"

Upon hearing this name, Wong Fei-hung's face turned green, and he quickly jumped out to try and explain.

As soon as he moved, another beam of light struck him.

Huang Feihong squinted from the light and looked helplessly at Xie Si on the roof beam.

But he found that the guy was looking at him with a fawning expression.

He could only steel himself and take two steps forward, getting closer to the platform, and urgently said in a low voice, "Brother Chen—Venerable One! Could you please change your name? 'Yellow Lotus' sounds too bitter!"

Chen Wen glared at him, then lowered his voice and snapped, "What kind of occasion is this? You're still telling lame jokes? Play along!"

Wong Fei-hung was speechless, but he could only stand there awkwardly and accept the title of "Huang Lian Zhenren" (Huang Lian True Man).

The followers below didn't care about any of that.

They only saw that Huanglian Zhenren was also enveloped in divine light and stood with Xuelian Zunzhe, which made them even more convinced.

He quickly kowtowed to Wong Fei-hung again, saying, "Greetings, Master Huang Lian!"

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Wen suddenly raised his arm high and slashed it across the beam of light: "Where are my celestial soldiers and generals?!"

"exist!"

Xie Si, who was on the roof beam, had already secured the flashlight with a rope and continued to shine it on Chen Wen and Huang Feihong.

He quickly jumped out along with several other Blood Flag Army soldiers and formed two lines below the high platform.

The momentum is astounding!

The kneeling believers looked up and were utterly terrified!

"This—this is turning beans into soldiers! Summoning heavenly generals!"

"A true deity! They really are a true deity!"

The believers' fervor reached a new peak, even greater than before for Master Jiugong, with each one trembling with excitement.

They kowtowed desperately to Chen Wen and his group of heavenly soldiers and generals, as if only in this way could they express their inner awe and fervent devotion.

Chen Wen knew.

At this moment, whatever he says will be regarded as divine revelation by these people.

He cleared his throat, his voice carrying throughout the Chaotian Temple: "Having joined my Blood Lotus Sect, you must abide by my new rules! Listen carefully!"

Everyone held their breath.

"First, indiscriminate killing is forbidden!"

"Among foreigners, there are bad people, but also ordinary merchants and commoners. How can we slaughter them all?"

"Our mission is to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and destroy foreigners. We aim to eliminate the foreign officials, soldiers, and bullies who oppress our compatriots, not to kill every foreigner we see! And we must never harm our own innocent people!"

"Secondly, we must no longer substitute incense ash and talismanic water for medicine, as this will only delay treatment! Our bodies and skin also require proper care!"

"Third, practice your martial arts diligently, accumulate strength, and wait for the opportune moment! Do you all understand?"

The believers, now devoid of any doubt, chanted in unison with fervor, "We will obey the decree! Overthrow the Qing and destroy the foreigners! Overthrow the Qing and destroy the foreigners!"

The sound almost lifted the roof off the palace.

Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Wen announced several more precepts and the upcoming arrangements, temporarily calming down the group of fanatical believers.

He glanced at Wong Fei-hung in the audience and gave him a smug look.

It seems like they're showing off.

Wong Fei-hung was quite speechless.

Looking at the Blood Lotus cultists who were bowing and worshipping Chen Wen and shouting new slogans, he felt a mix of emotions.

He understood that Chen Wen had not saved these people at all.

It just made them jump from one fire pit into another.

but.

As Chen Wen said before, they have no way or ability to save these people's minds.

Until true hope arrives, this may be the best course of action under duress.

To prevent these people from indiscriminately killing innocent people and harming the common people, and to prevent them from bringing about their own destruction.

Only by surviving can there be hope!

As for when we will be truly saved?

Huang Feihong looked at Chen Wen, then at the deep night outside the main hall, and couldn't help but sigh.

We can only hope that the people Chen Wen mentioned will arrive soon.

The two did not linger. After handing the matter over to Xie Si and the others, they left Chaotian Temple.

It was already dark when we returned to the inn.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, a beautiful figure hurriedly came out to greet me; it was none other than Aunt Thirteen, whose face was full of anxiety.

"Feihong! Mr. Chen! You're finally back!"

She strode forward, her gaze quickly sweeping over the two men. Seeing that their clothes were somewhat disheveled and covered in dust, but they seemed to have no obvious injuries, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

When Wong Fei-hung saw Aunt Thirteen come out to greet him, a hint of excitement and warmth unconsciously showed in his eyes, and he blurted out, "Aunt Thirteen!"

But she quickly regained her composure and returned to her usual calm, though her voice was still gentler than usual: "We're fine, thank you for your concern."

Chen Wen noticed their subtle interaction and couldn't help but smile, deliberately drawing out his words: "Shaojun, are you in such a hurry because you're worried about me?"

Huang Feihong's expression immediately turned somewhat resentful as he glanced at Chen Wen.

Thirteen Aunt's cheeks flushed slightly from the direct teasing. She glared at Chen Wen, but said gracefully, "Of course I care about both of you."

"How can I not worry when you're all going on adventures together?"

Chen Wen, however, seemed unsatisfied and continued to press on with a smile: "Then—do you care more about me, or more about Brother Huang?"

The question was so direct that even Aunt Thirteen was taken aback.

She glanced at Huang Feihong's ears, which had instantly turned red, and then at Chen Wen, who looked on with amusement. She bit her lip and simply said, "Of course I care more about Feihong."

He paused, then added earnestly, fearing Chen Wen might misunderstand.

"Of course, I also care about you, Mr. Chen."

"Thirteenth Aunt!" Wong Fei-hung's face flushed red, and he awkwardly looked away.

Seeing this, Chen Wen laughed even harder and nudged Huang Feihong with his elbow: "Brother Huang, why is your face so red? Shaoyun is so good, beautiful, knowledgeable and reasonable, and so considerate."

"If she hadn't already fallen for someone else, I would have pursued her."

"Besides, she's not really your elder, it's just a title. Don't always hold onto those outdated ideas."

"Never talk about how ancient people followed rules and regulations; they had far more creative ways of doing things than you can imagine."

Aunt Thirteen felt both ashamed and angry upon hearing this.

Especially Chen Wen's last sentence made her look at Huang Feihong reproachfully, her eyes filled with a complex mix of expectation and resentment.

Wong Fei-hung felt extremely uncomfortable under the gazes of the two men.

The emotions that had been suppressed in my heart were now churning.

He looked at Aunt Thirteen, her familiar face now flushed with concern, which warmed his heart. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but choked up.

Just then, a loud shout came from outside the inn: "Sir! Master Huang! Are you inside?"

It's Liang Kuan's voice!

Huang Feihong seemed to wake up suddenly, and almost immediately turned around, leaving behind a sentence.

"It's Ah-Kuan! I'll go check on him!"

He strode quickly toward the door, his back view showing a hint of haste.

Aunt Thirteen watched his retreating figure as he practically fled, stomped her foot in anger, and her eyes were full of irritation.

Chen Wen shook his head and chuckled, then said to Aunt Thirteen, "Shaoyun, I think that sometimes you have to be direct when dealing with a blockhead like Brother Huang, or even—just force yourself on him."

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Aunt Thirteen's face turned even redder, and she glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed: "Mr. Chen! Don't talk nonsense!"

Although she studied in the West, she was still a Chinese woman at heart and had learned the Three Obediences and Four Virtues.

But he was also filled with resentment towards Huang Feihong for his earlier retreat.

Chen Wen, seeing that things were going well, laughed and said, "Alright, alright, I'm not joking anymore. Now that Liang Kuan is here, let's meet them first."

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