Chapter 613 - Sarah Banta (2/2)

Qin Haodong, of course, was not that kind of man who only defended instead of fighting back. He began to recite the Silent Spell to attack Sarah Banta.

Sarah Banta’s dim eyes suddenly lit up and he started to fight against Qin by reciting sutras in a louder voice.

Unfortunately, he was gradually suppressed by Qin Haodong despite his louder voice.

After a while, Sarah Banta’s eyes gleamed with panic and there was also sweat on his forehead. A thin layer of smoke even rose around him. Others might think that this monk was too dedicated to his work.

But in fact, he was almost overwhelmed by fear. He couldn’t resist Qin Haodong’s silent spell even with all his efforts. He nearly exceeded his limit now.

When facing this direct and powerful attack against his soul, Sarah Banta had no choice but to resist with all his might. He realized that the opponent must be a great master, but he could only struggle and have a try.

Sarah Banta flicked fingers of his right hand and a faint red light shot toward Qin Haodong. No one noticed it with the dim light in the mourning hall.

However, Qin Haodong saw the red light clearly under the state of Spirit. It was a poisonous needle.

He sneered and the poisonous needle immediately changed its direction as he flickered a finger. How dare this stupid monk attack him! The needle pierced into Sarah Banta’s mouth at a faster speed as he was still reciting sutras.

At the same time, the Silent Spell broke out and Sarah Banta’s soul was broken into pieces. The last thing he heard was a rumble of thunder in his head.

The poisonous needle was produced by Sarah Banta himself and the producer had the antidote. But he had already become an idiot after being attacked, so the only thing he could do now was to wait for his death.

Sarah Banta was dead and the sound of reciting sutras also stopped.

Li Yueying was standing and waiting not far away. She had invited Sarah Banta to turn Li Meiyu into an idiot so that they could take all the money away.

Unexpectedly, Li Meiyu still looked energetic and it didn’t seem that she had already become an idiot. Li Yueying was getting impatient but Sarah Banta suddenly stopped his reciting, which made her more perplexed.

At first, she thought that the monk was just tired and wanted to take a break, but he didn’t get started after a long while.

Li Yueying had lost her patience. She went over and patted Sarah Banta on the shoulder, asking, “Master, have you finished your sutras?”

To her surprise, Sarah Banta’s body was cold. Then, he fell to the ground with a thud and his face was pale, showing no signs of life.

“What…”

Li Yueying had never expected that the monk was dead. She jumped up with scare and shouted, “He’s dead! He’s dead!”

Everyone gathered around her at the sound of her cry. Li Jianye asked, “What’s going on? What happened to him?”

Li Yueying said with a pale face, “I don’t know. The master stopped reciting just now, so I went over to check him. I didn’t expect that he had already died.”

Qin Haodong said with a teasing smile, “I remembered that he was a good friend of Old Master Li. Maybe he felt lonely there and wanted Sarah Banta to be with him.”

“What…”

Li Yueying knew that Qin Haodong was mocking her, but she had nothing to say to contradict him. She said to Wu Zixiong with bitterness, “Ask someone to send the master back to Thailand right now.”

Wu Zixiong beckoned to the bodyguards and they carried the body of Sarah Banta out of the mourning hall.

At that moment, Master Zha, who was sitting next to the coffin, slowly stood up.

Li Jianye immediately came over to him and said respectfully, “Master Zha, thank you for reciting sutras.”

Master Zha replied, “I’m just an ordinary man practicing Taoist arts. Just now, I’ve recited 49 times of ‘Bitter-Saving Sutra’. I believe that my old friend will definitely enter Paradise.”

“Master Zha, thank you so much for your hard work!”

Li Jianye expressed his gratitude over and over again.

Li Yueying asked, “Master Zha, Sarah Banta died when he was reciting sutra for my brother. Do you know what happened?”

Master Zha said, “My old friend started from scratch and established such a huge business empire all by himself. He’s a man of great fortune.

“One must be strong and skilled enough to recite sutras for my friend. The monk you mentioned was not good enough. That’s why he failed and lost his life in this process. What a pity!” Master Zha said with his face full of complacency, implying that he was much more skilled than Sarah Banta.

“I see. Master Zha, you’re really good at Taoist arts.”

Li Jianye was pleased because Master Zha was obviously better than Sarah Banta who had been invited by Li Yueying. He defeated her this time.

After a pause, he said, “Master Zha, there’s another thing I want to ask for your help.”