Chapter 19 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

“Hey, attention! Did you hear me? I’m talking to you!”

Little Chu shook his hand hard in front of Little Zhou.

The chained-up high school student did not respond at all. The same blank, dull expression was on his face.

Little Chu looked towards Tang Luo. “He seems to have gone dumb.”

Tang Luo walked over, reached out, pressed his hand on Little Zhou’s head, and a faint golden glow came out of it.

“Eh?” Little Chu froze for a moment. That glow was exactly the same as the glow that had come out of his body the previous night!

“Master, last night, it was you, not a new ability of mine?” asked Little Chu loudly.

‘I don’t believe it, it’s not true!’

“It was me.” Tang Luo withdrew his hand and admitted it. “Just a little skill, it’s not worth speaking about.”

“…”

Little Chu wanted to disappear in shame.

He had actually told Zhou Zhenguo about some skill he had acquired and thought he was some unique, special Employee of Gods and Demons.

‘Master Xuanzang must have secretly laughed in his mind. Master, you actually have a dark heart, don’t you?’

Little Chu continued inquiring. “Then just now, I suddenly being able to move again…”

“It was me as well.” Tang Luo smiled and nodded.

He had no intention of showing off that he had saved someone’s life to make people be grateful to him. After all, he would benefit from the power of virtuous merits.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha didn’t save people to receive anything in return—such was his state of mind!

But since Little Chu had sincerely inquired, of course, Tang Luo answered generously, “Yes, I have saved you many times, Benefactor Chu.”

“Thank you so much, Master.” Little Chu scratched his head, not knowing what to say, and then pointed to Little Zhou and asked, “Master, what’s wrong with him?”

He could only change the subject a little bit. The identity of a life-saving benefactor was too big a deal. He couldn’t possibly really kneel down and lick his feet, right?

‘I, Chu Chongtian, still have some dignity!’

“Evil aura has entered his body, breaking his organs into thousands of pieces,” said Tang Luo. “Even the gods can’t save him.”

Though the power of virtuous merits had many amazing uses, it was not omnipotent.

By consuming the power of virtuous merits to save people, one would also gain the power of virtuous merits. But there was no link between the consumption and the gain. It was not like the more consumed, the more gained.

Little Zhou’s situation was really beyond the ability of even gods. Thousands of holes was not rhetoric, but a simple description. He looked intact because an external strand of aura supported him, keeping the surface appearance. And that strand of aura was also the ultimate culprit to Little Zhou’s situation now.

The evil aura that entered the body, as Tang Luo said. Even if he turned the power of virtuous merits into healing methods, it would be a high-risk operation that would kill him more than save him.

The consumption was also not low. If Little Zhou had pretty good strength himself, and Tang Luo had massive amounts of power of virtuous merits, he might be able to give it a try.

But right now, forget it.

Tang Luo was not a Goddess of Mercy or a savior of the condemned.

Back then, Maitreya1’s description of him was the following:

“Reincarnation of Golden Cicada, his nature similar to a demon.”

In layman’s terms, it meant, “You f*cking look like a demonic monk!”

“He isn’t in danger, right?” Zhou Zhenguo’s voice came from the stairs.

“There’s no cure, he can’t be saved, not in danger.” Tang Luo gave three continuous statements.

At the moment, Little Zhou was an empty shell. Li Liang was definitely able to beat him right now because Little Zhou wouldn’t resist at all.

Zhou Zhenguo released the chain as he walked over. He had used his skill twice, buy it was a pity that neither of those was greatly helpful.

Little Zhou was still sitting on the chair, neither happy nor sad.

“It’s Old John. He was also crippled,” said Zhou Zhenguo. “We’ve all been duped. What’s the matter with him?”

Little Chu relayed what Tang Luo had just said to Zhou Zhenguo. He also told him about Tang Luo saving them along the way.

“Thank you so much,” said Zhou Zhenguo.

He had to be a veteran, no mistake. He didn’t linger on this issue too much.

“Where are the other two?”

“I’ll go and take a look,” said Little Chu, before running towards the stairs.

After a while, Li Liang yelled out loudly. With his face still much swollen, he walked down behind Little Chu.

Little Chu was calm.

‘It’s just a corpse cut into two, no? There isn’t even any blood, what’s to be afraid of?’ He, Chu Chongtian, had seen much gorier scenes than this.

Zhou Zhenguo looked at Li Liang, who was brought over by Little Chu and asked, “What’s up with your face? What happened?”

Li Liang started speaking with his face twisting in pain.

…

After a few minutes, Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Zhongtian both looked at Li Liang strangely.

Internal disagreement and a fight?