Chapter 2249 - Convincing the Head Priest to do Good (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“Sir, it’s not like I don’t want to part ways, but this ring is pretty disgusting. Only one of us is allowed to leave it,” Zhao Manyan admitted in a helpless manner.

Great, the guy doesn’t want to fight either! It was very rare to meet an evil person who did not want to fight him!

If Zhao Manyan did not find the monk incompatible because he was a member of the Black Vatican, he might even consider having a few drinks with him!

Speaking of which, was the monk telling the truth? The things he said about Bo City?

He had never heard of Salan having a monk under her…

“Your ring doesn’t last forever, right?” Wu Ku inquired.

“It will disappear on its own after two hours,” Zhao Manyan apologized.

“Then let’s talk for two hours. It’s been a while…a while since I have had a pleasant conversation with anyone. I find you quite approachable too. I won’t feel bored talking to you for a time,” Wu Ku offered.

“Yeah, sure. I’m not confident enough to beat you, and you aren’t a fan of fighting either. Why don’t we talk nicely? Perhaps I can convince you to do good. After all, there is salvation in repentance. Sir, you should turn yourself in when you still can instead of obstinately persisting in doing things the wrong way. You might be able to accumulate some merit for your next life,” Zhao Manyan nodded.

“(Cough cough), mister, why are you stealing my words? However, you aren’t wrong to say it from your perspective,” Wu Ku agreed.

“You think so, too? We should live with a clear conscience. Look at the lives you have taken. How can you sleep peacefully? If you can, you won’t have to walk all the way to Lhasa and knock your head on the ground until you have those scars on your forehead,” Zhao Manyan leaned back against the wall of the ring.

The Wrestling Ring of Rocks was one of Zhao Manyan’s trump cards. He only used it because he did not want the man to escape, but he did not expect that he would end up fighting a life-and-death duel with the monk.

Zhao Manyan had sensed a powerful Aura from Wu Ku when he was about to make his move previously. The monk seemed to be answering his questions calmly, yet he was on alert and ready to kill Zhao Manyan at all times.

Zhao Manyan knew the monk was stronger than him. If a fight did break out, he would end up dead.

Wu Ku seemed to realize Zhao Manyan was a defensive Mage. Unless Zhao Manyan was reckless enough to attack him, he would have trouble breaking through Zhao Manyan’s defenses, even if he expended all his energy.

Wu Ku was pretty much trapped inside the ring with a turtle! He could just slice the turtle’s head off, but if it insisted on hiding in its shell, he would have no chance of breaking the shell, even if he smashed it until his hand was broken.

If they already knew the outcome of the battle, why would they bother wasting their energy?

Magic was not the only way to defeat an enemy. As the Head Priest of the Black Vatican, his main role was to spread the Black Vatican’s teachings and corrupt people’s minds.

Was this guy seriously trying to convince him to do good?

Does this guy believe he can convince me to join the Black Vatican instead in less than an hour?, Zhao Manyan was thinking in return.