Chapter 527 - Chapter 527: 527 (2/2)

Chen Yu immediately felt a surge of respect.

“Compared to those who want to vie for the position of the patriarch of my family, the Head Master of Sacred Mountain is the real ’True Person’!”

Chen Yu, filled with reverence, finished the sauced rice bowl cleanly.

Just at that moment, a childish voice suddenly came from not far away.

The young Taoist, whom he had encountered earlier in the forest, came hurrying over with a steamer basket clutched in his arms.

“Brother Jing Shan, this is the last pot for today. Master said as soon as you sell it out, you should hurry back, he has urgent matters to discuss with you.”

Jing Shan quickly picked up an apple and stuffed it into the young Taoist’s hands.

“Okay, put it down and hurry back. Master should not be left without someone to attend to him.”

The youngster nodded his head, then turned and scurried up the mountain.

“You’re a disciple of the Great Master of Sacred Mountain?” Chen Yu asked, full of shock.

Jing Shan nodded: “I am the Head Master’s senior disciple, and the one just now was my junior brother, Jing Mu!”

Chen Yu stood there, stunned, as if turned to stone. He had never in his wildest dreams imagined that the disciples of the Great Master of Sacred Mountain would be selling rice here.

Right at that moment, a large group of people suddenly arrived at the stall and rudely took their seats beside it.

“I’m starving to death, hurry up and serve the food!”

These folks were quite unreasonable, and they all carried weapons; even Chen Yu became infuriated upon seeing them.

Yet, Jing Shan remained remarkably calm, quickly serving out more than a dozen plates of food.

The group ate in a very uncouth manner, wolfing down the food ferociously, and each person consumed at least ten plates.

Chen Yu subconsciously unleashed his system, scanning these people’s brain information only to discover they weren’t there to attend the conference of Daoist practitioners but were a group of assassins.

Their aim seemed to be after the Heavenly Luminance Pearl on Sacred Mountain!

It was said to be a sacred object that could grant eternal life.

Chen Yu instantly furrowed his brow—should this group ascend the mountain, the Head Master of Sacred Mountain would be in danger.

After they had eaten their fill, the group callously threw their bowls and chopsticks aside and were about to leave.

Jing Shan swiftly stepped in front of the group, blocking their path.

“Excuse me, you have not paid yet!”

The leader of the group burst into laughter as if hearing a joke.

“Stupid Taoist, you have no idea who we are and you dare demand payment!”

Jing Shan was as calm as ever: “Who you are doesn’t concern me. It’s only right to pay for what you eat. If you don’t pay today, none of you will be leaving.”

The faces of the group instantly darkened as they drew their weapons, ready to strike.

The leader of the group was even more aggressive, wielding a large saber that he fiercely slashed downward.

But to his surprise, just as the blade was brought down, Jing Shan caught it with his bare hands.

“I said, if you’ve eaten, you need to pay! Otherwise, you’re not going anywhere.”

As the words fell, Jing Shan simply snapped the finely crafted steel saber in two.

The group was instantly struck dumb, standing motionless.

Chen Yu also rushed out and stood beside Jing Shan, his palms glowing at that moment with a dazzling blue-white light.