Ning An's Wild Wish System

Bam!

Pa!

Bam!

Just as Xiaolitou retreated to a safe position, a brownish-yellow figure suddenly flew out of nowhere.

Like an arrow off the string, it hurled straight to Xiaolitou’s feet.

My hair?

Xiaolitou looked up, and inside the grand hall, not a trace of previous arrogance remained on the monks.

All the martial monks who entered were now foaming at the mouth, some even spitting blood, twisted and unconscious, lying on the ground.

Their faces were bruised and swollen, limbs weakly hanging, as if they had returned to the womb, attaining an infant-like sleep.

Meanwhile, Li Daocheng stood with hands behind his back, quietly watching the monks inside the hall.

The monks trembled and gathered in a corner, not daring to meet Li Daocheng’s gaze—it was too terrifying!

At this moment, Li Daocheng resembled a grandmaster, suppressing everything.

The live stream chat was already exploding.

”Damn! This is insanely cool, are you telling me this is a seventy or eighty-year-old Daoist Master? With these skills, this strength, even if you say he’s a twenty-year-old Bruce Lee, I can’t help but laugh. Bruce Lee at his peak couldn’t handle a dozen martial monks with sticks!”

”Dude, this is the Daoist Master, please don’t judge with your worldly eyes, okay? He’s a cultivator of immortality, and if you compare martial arts to immortal cultivation, I can only say this round, Bruce Lee loses.”

”I’m heading to Cishan right now, then I’ll shamelessly cling to the Daoist Master’s leg, I refuse to believe he won’t accept me!”

”Dude, before you go, I suggest you check out the wreckage inside this hall. This Daoist Master clearly follows no taboos. I’m not saying there’s no chance he’ll accept you, but likely he’ll find you annoying and punch you ten meters away.”

”Damn! That’s so brutal! But I’m curious, did this Daoist Master go lethal? These guys look like they’re more dead than alive.”

”...”

These people, of course, Li Daocheng did not kill them.

The Buddhist Family speaks of cause and effect, the Daoist Family of shackles.

By the rules of both paths, he could naturally slaughter all these people.

After all, occupying someone’s home has always been akin to grave robbing, it’s no surprise you’d risk your life!

The reason Li Daocheng didn’t go lethal wasn’t due to the law, nor a sudden change of heart, but because of shackles.

He had already entered the Dao, although not very far, he could vaguely perceive fortune and misfortune.

Just as he was about to strike lethally, his sixth sense went wild.

He had a premonition that if he killed them all, his future path would be difficult.

Grave robbing—an irreconcilable vendetta!

Even a clay figure has a temper, Li Daocheng was not worried about a difficult path, he only wanted to find these monks in charge, to understand what was happening.

Then, to seek revenge for grievances—no ambiguity!

Just as Li Daocheng was about to question the monks, two shouts suddenly rang out:

”Stop!”

”Do you dare to act unruly in the Buddhist Holy Land!”

Like thunderous rage, the shouts temporarily deafened those nearby.

As the live stream camera turned, two black-robed martial monks approached from not far away.

The live stream audience was at the climax of excitement.

”Damn! Are all Buddhists this fierce now? They’re all unafraid of death, even charging at this fierce Daoist Master.”

”Not sure, but I know the ones who yelled at the Daoist Master a few minutes ago are now lying on the ground, sleeping more soundly than infants, not sure if they’re still alive.”

”To be honest, compared to the previous martial monks, I feel these two are different, but can’t quite say why, very strange.”

”No kidding—anyone can see these two monks are different. The previous monks wore yellow, these two wear black; even I can see that obvious point.”

”I also feel these two monks are somewhat unique. Look at them, they hardly have any intimidating muscles, but give the sense that if I step in, one punch would kill me.”

”No clue if these two can pose a challenge to the Daoist Master, let’s wait and see!”

”...”

In the blink of an eye, the two martial monks walked into the hall, standing before Li Daocheng.

”How dare you cause chaos in the Buddhist Holy Land and assault our disciples? You have a death wish!”

”Submit now and await your fate!”

The faces of the two black-robed martial monks revealed savagery, lacking any Buddhist compassion.

In their black robes, you wouldn’t think they were monks—they looked more like bandits.

Li Daocheng’s gaze was instantly drawn to them.

”Is this...the trace of the Dao?”

”Entering the Dao in flesh?”

”Seems likely, looking at them, they might not even realize it.”

”They probably think they’re just extraordinarily talented, but this level of power is enough to be a foundation, fitting for a grand entrance.”

The two black-robed monks, seeing Li Daocheng muttering and calculating, had no idea what he was saying.

They exchanged a glance, a ruthless glint in their eyes.

”Audacious scoundrel, disturbing our Buddhist tranquility deserves a thousand deaths!”

”Since you won’t submit, don’t blame us for being forceful!”

They sped towards Li Daocheng with the swiftness of thunder, like phantoms, aiming straight for his face.