631 Across the Lake is a World of Bloodshed (1/2)

Chapter 631: Across the Lake is a World of Bloodshed

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Debates across the lake grew steadily louder. Ning Que and Sangsang could hear them clearly. After a moment of silence, he took a step onto the Narrow Bridge and walked to the opposite shore. Quni Madi and Lu Chenjia were forced to follow him.

As he walked on the Narrow Bridge, the conversations of those on the shore stopped once more, and all was silent again. Those who were standing at the end of the bridge became flustered and backed away. Some of them even fell down and were almost being trampled.

Someone in the crowd yelled loudly, and the scolding and cursing rang in the air once more. Those who had retreated earlier rushed to the end of the bridge once more. Furthermore, probably due to their embarrassment of silence and retreating earlier, they cursed even more uncouthly, speaking all kinds of cruel methods they'd use to kill the two. Those who have rushed to the bridge again were even more agitated and flushed. They almost broke through the barrier formed by the soldiers and cultivators of the Yuelun Kingdom.

The foul language and intimidation continued to enter Ning Que's ears, but he ignored them and looked into the distance to the southwest of the White Tower Temple. He felt how the powerful aura that terrified him was approaching. The aura did not move fast from the western gates to the temple. But as long as it moved, it would eventually reach them.

Sangsang clutched the handle of the big black umbrella tightly, her face was growing paler. After a silent moment of perceiving, she received the location and the speed of the aura.

Ning Que's expression froze as he knew that he did not have much time left. He looked at the crowd that grew nearer and thought that the passionate residents had all gathered at White Tower Temple. Then as long as he could get past these people, he and Sangsang would have a chance to escape Chaoyang City. However, looking at the crowd, he could not even count how many people there were. Would it be easy to barge through the crowd?

Master Qi Mei appeared in front of the Narrow Bridge.

”Have the crowd disperse. I will fight with you.”

Ning Que looked into the eyes of the high monk from the Xuankong Temple, ignoring the ire of the surrounding crowd. He said calmly, ”If you think that I'm asking too much, you can get the cultivators from both Buddhism and Taoism sects to attack me.”

Master Qi Mei said, ”You know that the crowd cannot disperse now. If you insist on fighting with the Buddhism and Taoism sects here, then many people will die.”

Ning Que said, ”If you do not want to see people's blood flowing like a river in Chaoyang city today, then let us leave. The crowd might not listen to your orders, but the cultivators and soldiers will.”

Ning Que was not even trying to probe, but had just said that casually. He had never thought that if Master Qi Mei would agree with it. However, unexpectedly, Master Qi Mei agreed without hesitation. He waved his hand, signaling to the archers on the end of the bridge to back off. The West-Hill Divine Guards and dozens of monks made way for him.

Only the crowd made up of ordinary people were stopping Ning Que. They were regular folks who were looking at him with different expressions. They were fearful and uneasy, angry and hostile.

”Even if we make way for you, can you leave?” Master Qi Mei asked calmly.

Ning Que was silent, and he understood the intentions of the Buddhism Sect. Then, he noticed acutely that a monk had entered the crowd silently. Then, there was a sudden fuss and agitation with angry cries.

The energy of the crowd earlier was like the sea's surface, rocking softly, with the occasional waves appearing from the sea slapping across reefs. However, the sea was in the midst of a storm, culminating in a disaster right now.

”Kill the Daughter of Yama!”

”Don't let them go!”

The yells of the crowd grew louder and more organized, which was increasingly powerful. The atmosphere grew more and more chaotic, like a house that had its beams cut down, and could collapse at any moment.

Master Qi Mei chanted the name of Buddha. He calmly said, ”Look, it is not us who won't let you go. It's the crowd.”

Ning Que looked at the middle-aged monk and said, ”Indeed, the Second Brother's assessment of the Buddhism Sect was right.”

Master Qi Mei extremely wanted to know how the proud Jun Mo of the Academy thought of the Buddhism Sect. He asked, ”What did Mr. Second say?”

Ning Que answered, ”Second Brother said that all monks should die.”