125 The Exquisite Game at its Last Stages (2/2)

The moon was as cool as water, and the area around the temple returned to complete silence again.

”And they call themselves Seventeen Swordsmen of Yan Mountains. Bah.”

The two people who trailed them were in a bush that was even more hidden in the dark. They lowered their heads to look at the red dot on the map while feeling incredibly gloomy.

They had thought that they could successfully become the third party that would benefit, but Seventeen Swordsmen from Yan Mountains showed up to be useless. After they were frightened by the monk protecting the temple, they chose to not take any action.

As time passed, they did not attempt anything, and the sky gradually turned bright. The visibility in the forest slowly became better, and the duo became a little anxious.

”Why don't we go to the back and see if we can enter the place?”

The eyes of one of them sparkled before he made a suggestion, but his companion soon reject his suggestion.

”Don't. That monk is not simple. Judging from his ability to injure someone from a distance, his qi realm is extraordinary. The temple is small, if we try to enter like that, we won't be able to hide from him.”

”Then, what should we do?” The person who made the suggestion frowned. ”It won't be easy to attack when it's day. There are fifteen people in Yan Mountain Tiger's group. With just the two of us, we'll definitely not be able to handle them if we try to go up against them head on.”

He paused for a moment and cast a glance in the direction of the temple before continuing, ”Besides, the person who got the tribute should have triggered some sort of quest. If he really wants to hide, he just needs to stay in the temple for a day. Once the emperor's birthday is over, we can no longer do anything against him! That's why I'm saying we don't have any other way besides trying to break in with force.”

”But… forget the Seventeen Swordsmen of Yan Mountains, it'll already be difficult enough to get past that baldy.” His companion sighed gravely, and a crease appeared between his eyebrows.

”I have an idea.”

”Hmm?”

”My guess is that the person in the temple won't come out for the time being. Why don't I go down the mountain now and leak the information?” He stopped speaking after that, but his companion's eyes brightened.

”We can get all the parties to fight against each other! Great idea! I'm fast, let me go!”

”Come back quickly!”

”Got it.”

A black figure quietly left the temple while the sky was still dark and charged down the mountain.

Naturally, Happy did not know what had happened outside the temple. Once he followed Master Xuan Kong into the inner room, he saw books lined up against the four walls.

Everywhere he looked were the martial art manuals that signified all of Shaolin Temple's martial arts. They were placed together in a very inconspicuous manner. There were most common ones, like Shaolin Staff Technique, Iron Head, Crossing Skill, Iron Broom, and Eagle Claw as well as the high-tier martial arts that were extremely expensive in the market, Arhat True Qi, Golden Bell Cocoon, Flowing Clouds Sleeve, Strongman's Finger, Gecko Wall Climb, and Dragon Claw.

When Happy had entered the room in his previous life, he had been awed by the manuals. He had immersed in the atmosphere and longed to put all of them into his Universe Bag and become a martial art manual reseller.

In this life, Happy had prepared himself for the sight, hence, he did not let his eyes linger on them for long.

Master Xuan Kong was by Happy's side to observe his expression and reaction. When he saw the calm gaze admiring all that was around him, he nodded slightly, and a faint look of praise appeared in his eyes.

”I wonder how your skills with Go are, young patron.”

With a smile, Master Xuan Kong pointed at the square table in the middle of the room. Dozens of black and white pieces had been placed on the board. It was clear that the game was nearing its end, but it had not ended just yet.