Chapter 925: Secret Battle

His face darkened instantly. When he landed on the ground, he retrieved a jade ceramic bottle from his breast pocket before he consumed the whole bottle of Energy Pill. With that, he launched blade energy after blade energy at Monk Zhi Shan.

On the other hand, Monk Zhi Shan protected his chest, throat, and other parts of his body with the solar chakram.

“Ding, ding, ding, ding…” Endless clear whistling sounds were heard, which could calm and clear one’s mind.

Even as Chu Li attacked vigorously with his blade energies, Monk Zhi Shan stood firm. With one solar chakram in each hand, he blocked the blade energies though they were merely five steps apart.

Feeling hopeless, Chu Li wondered if he had to regain his cultivation to transform back into his identity as Chu Li to defeat Monk Zhi Shan.

Right at that moment, Mo Qianjun fluttered over and attacked Monk Zhi Shan with the Divine Fist of Great Light.

To dodge it, Monk Zhi Shan flew away.

He was currently paying all of his attention to Chu Li’s flying blades. As he could not divert it elsewhere, he could only move away to avoid getting hit.

Chu Li yelled, “Altar Leader Mo, lend me a hand!”

Mo Qianjun replied, “How can I help you?”

“Let me use your inner energy!” Chu Li answered while he attacked with his blades.

Subsequently, Mo Qianjun flew over to him even though he was constantly cautious about Monk Zhi Shan. However, since Monk Zhi Shan had all of his focus on the flying blades, he was not bothered.

“Channel your inner energy to me!” Chu Li flew down from the wall. He then turned his back to Mo Qianjun without guarding against him as if they were not enemies.

Without any hesitation, Mo Qianjun placed both his palms on Chu Li.

Enormous energy immediately gushed through Chu Li’s back, and engulfed half of his inner energy, which truly took him by surprise.

However, Chu Li was immediately energized. He sneered, “Monk Zhi Shan, I’d like to see how many more blades can be blocked off!”

Monk Zhi Shan replied, “I’d like to see how many more blades can Almsgiver Zhao shoot out!”

“Alright!” As Chu Li responded, his blade energy became faster and more compact. It had suppressed Monk Zhi Shan so much that he had to be extra attentive and because of that, he had no time to bother about Li Ruolan who was helping Lu Zhen.

The two ladies had consumed spirit pills, and they were meditating on the couch.

Knowing that they would not be of much help, they simply sat aside.

All Mo Qianjun could feel was that his inner energy was draining away quickly into Chu Li’s body, like a bottomless hole. Since he could not replenish his inner energy no matter what, he could not hold on much longer.

So, he gritted his teeth and gave his utmost effort to withdraw his right hand. Nevertheless, it seemed as if Chu Li’s back had a never-ending stickiness that disallowed him from pulling his palm away.

Hence, Mo Qianjun took a ceramic bottle out and pushed the cork open with his thumb before he swallowed the spirit pills inside. All he could do was recharge his exhausted inner energy with the spirit pills, or he would die.

Monk Zhi Shan began backing away as Chu Li’s blade energy was getting increasingly powerful and increasingly faster — so much that it was beyond Monk Zhi Shan’s reaction time. On top of that, the accumulated energy on his blades was so immense that he dared not stay too close.

“Junior Sister Li, give me another bottle of Energy Pills!” Chu Li called out.

Upon hearing him, Li Ruolan retrieved a bottle of Energy Pill and arrived in front of Chu Li to feed him the pills.

All of a sudden, Monk Zhi Shan flew upward. After dodging the flying blades, he shot a white light at Chu Li with the solar chakram.

“Bam!” Without swerving aside, Chu Li shot a flying blade right through Monk Zhi Shan’s chest.

When Monk Zhi Shan lowered his head, he curiously looked at the flying blade which was now deep in his chest. It was delicately made and it looked exactly like a piece of artwork, such that he wanted to hold it in his hands.

“Pccht!” Due to the attack from the white light, Chu Li spat some blood out. Then, he took a step back.

On the other hand, Mo Qianjun trembled when he felt the energy gushed through his palms. The energy was so dense like knives or blades that could almost cut him up into pieces.

The energy that blasted out from the solar chakram was as solid as rock, which Chu Li had to forcefully transform it into another form and channeled it into Mo Qianjun.

Seeing as Chu Li spat out some blood, Mo Qianjun was certain that he was up to mischief. However, when he saw that Monk Zhi Shan was struck by a blade on his chest, he was dumbfounded.

This was the first time Monk Zhi Shan was heavily injured. Although Lu Zhen did hit him with her sword previously, she was unable to push it through his chest.

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There was strange energy inside of him that steered the attack away. Lu Zhen’s attack with her sword was supposed to be a complete hit, yet it was steered away at the crucial moment. In the end, although his skin was only slightly scraped, Lu Zhen’s arm was broken and that was truly frustrating.

Later, Mo Qianjun could feel massive suction-like energy that absorbed his inner energy again.

“Pccht!” A blood arrow shot out from Chu Li’s mouth, which was accompanied by a flying blade that moved extremely fast.

“Tss!” Just as Monk Zhi Shan was going to shield his chest with his solar chakram, the flying blade was already there.

“Namo Amitabha…” Monk Zhi Shan uttered the Buddha’s name loudly before he leaped away and vanished from their sights.

“Pccht!” Chu Li spat out another shot of blood.

“Pccht!” Mo Qianjun did the same and his face turned pale.

Right after Monk Zhi Shan left, Mo Qianjun suddenly made an attempt to stop Chu Li’s heart meridian.

With that being said, since his inner energy was almost emptied, his only inner energy left was quickly transformed by Chu Li into his own, by which he then turned to attack Mo Qianjun’s heart meridian.

As Mo Qianjun was caught off guard, his heart meridian was instantly hurt and his vision turned dark; he gritted his teeth.

“Junior Brother Zhao!” Li Ruolan immediately went over to catch Chu Li.

Chu Li sighed a long breath of relief while he sat on the ground weakly. He turned to stare at Mo QIanjun. “Altar Leader Mo, what a great move!”

Mo Qianjun wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth before he shook his head. “Right back at you!”

While the two of them secretly attacked each other, unfortunately, neither won.

“It was all thanks to you, Senior Brother Mo!” Li Ruolan added, “If it was not for your help, all of us would’ve been killed by Zhi Shan!”

Chu Li scoffed. “That’s right!”

As they conversed, Bai Feng and the others appeared.

Absolutely furious, Lu Zhen breath quickened as she stared at them.

Altar Leader Mo gasped for breath. Then, he mentioned, “Junior Sister Lu, you shouldn’t blame the others. More people will only cause more trouble, which is beneficial for Monk Zhi Shan. It was right that the rest didn’t make a move!”

“Exactly, exactly…” the others quickly agreed.

However, Zhu Wenhan glared at Chu Li hatefully.

Chu Li scowled back at him. “I didn’t kill Jing Guinian!”

“Yes, you didn’t kill him, but you didn’t help him either!” Zhu Wenhan rejoined madly.

Chu Li asked, “Should I have saved him?”

“Elder Zhu, don’t be unreasonable!” Bai Feng continued, “Young Master Zhao could only save one person. Isn’t it clear enough if he should’ve saved me or Jing Guinian?”

“You’re using the name of public interest for your personal revenge. How narrow-minded!” Zhu Wenhan commented angrily, “You’re far from Altar Leader Mo!”

Chu Li smirked. “I’m not selfless like Altar Leader Mo. It was Altar Leader Mo who saved us all. For without him, all of us would’ve been killed by Monk Zhi Shan!”

“You’re too kind…” Mo Qianjun waved his hand before he smiled. “All I did was help out. The credit belongs to Zhao Dahe. We have lived our lives in vain. Even till the end, we had to rely on you!”

“Enough, guys!” Bai Feng humphed. “Now, think about what we can do when Monk Zhi Shan comes again next time.”

“We have Zhao Dahe. With him, we’ll be able to escape unscathed!” Mo Qianjun added, “If he dares to come, he’ll have to suffer from the Light Blade!”

Li Ruolan quickly said, “Senior Brother Mo, Zhao Dahe has to return, he can’t stay here forever.”

Upon listening to Mo Qianjun’s intention to keep Zhao Dahe here, she felt that something was off.

For all she knew, Altar Leader Mo’s true intention was not so simple. She was afraid that it was more than just asking him to defeat Monk Zhi Shan. No matter how selfless one could be, it was impossible for one to not take revenge for one’s niece.

“Once Zhao Dahe leaves, we’ll have to give this place up!” Mo Qianjun sighed.

“He can’t leave!” Zhu Wenhan scoffed.

The two middle-aged men from Flaming Sun Sect who had been quiet the entire time nodded as well. Zhao Dahe was their only hope to defeat Monk Zhi Shan. Once he left, the odds would surely be against them.