“The match is decided. Congratulations to the winner for obtaining Prince Ma’s Whip!”
I cast them a glance and carried Chuyi towards the inn.Â
“Merciful Buddha
,
” cha
ntedÂ
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei. He brought his palms together in front of his chestÂ
then followed me. “YoungÂ
Benefactor
, don’t worry. Chuyi will be fine.”Â
I didn’t bat an eyeÂ
at
 him. When we arrived at the inn, I carefullyÂ
placed
 Chuyi on the bed and treated his wounds.Â
ThereÂ
was not a single
 square inch of intact skin on his body. Dark blood was oozing from the wounds created by the Ghost Cutter. Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 used the same method to treat the cuts. Strangely enough, Chuyi didn’t scream when the knife cut into his flesh
, nor did h
e react when the old monk put ointment on him.Â
My eyes turned watery again as I wasÂ
too
 worried. IÂ
said,Â
“Why is that?”Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 shook his head and said, “Chuyi’s soul is inside Prince Ma’s Whip. We
’
ll need to take him out.”Â
I shot Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 a fierce glance. However, heÂ
remained
 indifferent. IÂ
wasn’t inÂ
the mood to talk to him, so I
 tookÂ
out my tools to prepare to beckon Chuyi’s soul.Â
Prince Ma’s Whip now belonged to Chuyi. That
 wa
s why it
 wasn’t
 hard to beckon his soul. I used a few drops of Chuyi’s blood to invite his soul. Slowly, his soul flew out of
 the w
hip.Â
Chuyi’s soul looked extremely fragileÂ
as thoughÂ
he could vanish in the next moment. I hurriedly made him enter the body.Â
Even though Chuyi was bold, he was still a human. If his soulÂ
wasÂ
away from his body for a long time, it would be hard to recover. His soul nodded at meÂ
then
 swayed his way intoÂ
his
 body.Â
After hearing Chuyi groan, I exhaled in relief.Â
At this
 moment, we heard people clamoring downstairs. Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 changed his countenance. He stood by the window
 and watchedÂ
outside.Â
“Merciful Buddha!” He chanted, then said indifferently, “It’s time for me toÂ
go
 on the stage.”Â
I looked through the window and saw that the screen above the market had changedÂ
to
 “Zen Buddha BeadsÂ
vs
 Taiyi Traceless Sword.”
“It
’s
Â
starting...
”
Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 said deeply. He turned
 and left the room asÂ
his ka
saya
Â
billowed.Â
I grabbed my weapon
 and followedÂ
him. Although I wasn’t pleasedÂ
that he had
Â
prevented
 me fromÂ
stopping
 Chuyi earlier, I knew it wasn’t his fault. It was part of Chuyi’s plan
, andÂ
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 hadÂ
simply
 cooperated with him.Â
The oppo
sing
 party had two hotshots. I wouldn’t letÂ
something
Â
unexpected happen
 to Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
.Â
“What’s wrong?”Â
When I got out of the door, I saw Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 standing still
. HeÂ
grimaced.Â
He
 extended a finger
 and pointedÂ
forward.Â
I followed
 his finger
 and
 saw One-
A
rmed Dragon andÂ
Yin-Yang
 Tiger glaring at us maliciously. I felt delighted. It seemed Yi Zhangqing’s death was a bigÂ
blow
 to them!Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 frowned and said, “I can’t believe One-
A
rmed Dragon has recovered thatÂ
quickly...
”
My countenance froze after I heard him. The punishment from the Demon King wasn’tÂ
that heavy
, but Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 had coughed blood twice at that time
, and heÂ
hadn’t recovered yet.
Â
Meanwhile, One-
A
rmed Dragon looked fine.Â
How strongÂ
wasÂ
One-
A
rmed Dragon?!
One-
A
rmed Dragon sneered. HeÂ
brought
 his hand to his neck and made a cutting gesture.Â
Yin-Yang
 Tiger’s eyes were full of murderous intent
 as he gazed atÂ
us
. It was as if
 he was looking at two corpses. The two of them stared at us for a while before leaving the inn.Â
IÂ
made
 a sullen face. “Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
, what should we do now?Â
Yin-Yang
 Tiger looks tough. And, we’re not One-
A
rmed Dragon’s equal opponent.”Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 didn’tÂ
lookÂ
pleased. He kept silent for a while, then sighed
.Â
“Merciful Buddha, I will try to improvise
 and stopÂ
any strikeÂ
that comes at
 me.”Â
Then, heÂ
went
 downstairs. I followed closely behind him. The street was even more bustling and hustling thanÂ
the day before
. Ghosts gathered on both sides of the stree
t and lookedÂ
at the screen above the market. However, they acted as though they didn’t see us.Â
“It
’s
 start
ing,
”
Â
I mumbled. Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 grabbed the mala beads
 and headedÂ
out of the village.Â
After w
alking for a while, he looked up at the sky
 and turnedÂ
to talk to me. “We have to finish this match before nightfall.”Â
I understood hisÂ
meaning
. FengduÂ
had a moonless
 night. However, with his pair ofÂ
Yin-Yang
 eyes,Â
Yin-Yang
 Tiger could see through darkness naturally. Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 and IÂ
wouldn’t be able to
 deal with him at night as our move
ments
 would be limited.Â
AfterÂ
we left
 the village, we sawÂ
Yin-Yang
 Tiger’s figure inÂ
theÂ
far distance. However, after he made a step forward, he disappeared. I held the Holy Mother Scepter
 and wasÂ
about to run after him. However, Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 pulled me back
 and pointedÂ
at the void in front of us. “Look over there.”Â
I followed his line of sight and saw towersÂ
that extended
 from the ground like bamboo shoots. There were seven of them.Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 muttered, “It is so.”Â
I was puzzled. “Zen Master, what areÂ
those
?”Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 bowed to the seven towers
 and mumbled an
 apology. Then, he started to chant something. The chain of mala beadsÂ
i
n his hand started to glow.Â
The white light from the beads became dazzling. I used my palm to cover my eyes. Then, I heard Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
Â
scream
, “Go!”Â
The mala beads flew toward the seven towers. I then followed Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 to the yard between the towers. There was an Eight Diagram carvedÂ
on
 the door.Â
After t
hinking about the opponent’s weapon, which was the Taiyi Traceless Sword, I had aÂ
bad feeling.
Â
“
The souls dwellingÂ
in
 that otherworldly item were the seven disciples of the Quanzhen School
, right
?
”
Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 nodded with a stern face.Â
“Damn!” I cursed under my breath. In history, the Quanzhen Seven Sons were the seven disciples of Wang Chongyang
,
 the founder of the Quanzhen School. Although their martial arts were exaggerated in novels like the Legend of the Condor Heroes, the Quanzhen Seven Sons had indeed reached the peak in Daoist cultivation.Â
For example, the Master of Changchun
,
 Qiu Chuji
,Â
had once prayed for the rain to help people. Later on, people startedÂ
calling
 himÂ
“
Living Immortal.
”
 He
’
d even traveled ten thousand miles to the west to persuade Genghis KhanÂ
to stop raisingÂ
his butcher knife over the innocent people.Â
L
egendsÂ
about him had
 spread all over China.Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 observed for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief. “Fortunately, only Qiu Chuji
’s spirit
Â
is staying
 inside that sword.”Â
“Watch out!” I screamed and pulled Zen MasterÂ
Baimei. We rolledÂ
on the ground
 as a
 jet of sword energyÂ
brushed past
 our heads. I felt my scalp burning.Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 rolled and jumped up. The chain of mala beads in his hand caught the sword handle
 and pulledÂ
it down. The sword landed with a clanging noise. The seven towers slowly disappeared.Â
I frowned.Â
Yin-Yang
 Tiger had lured us here
, but it wasn’t
 just toÂ
launch
 one attack. Before I could remind Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
, the situation changed again. The Traceless Sword that had fallen suddenly floated up
 and aimed at
 Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
.Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 couldn’t avoid it. The sword left a cut on his arm. I knew it wasn’t goodÂ
that
 the sword had tasted his blood. I immediately pulled Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 aside.Â
Indeed, as soon as Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 and I movedÂ
away
, a few shining blades appeared on the ground. If we weren’t fast enough, Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
 would have been a sieve right now.Â
He wiped the sweat o
ff
 his forehead. “Thank you.”Â
I shook my head. “The situation’s not favorable at all. What should we do now?”Â
Zen MasterÂ
Baimei
Â
said
, “YoungÂ
Benefactor
, in the next moment, please try your best.”Â
I nodded. “Sure, I
 will
!”Â