Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: When I Want You Dead, You Must Die.

Translator: 549690339

Jiang Ming used his thin Qi and meticulous mental control to help Constable Jin transform his Qi and enter the Master-level Realm.

Throughout the journey, Constable Jin took great care of Jiang Ming, attending to his every need and making him comfortable.

Although they took many stops along the way, they eventually reached the territory of Dalin Temple.

“Brother Jiang, are you really going up the mountain?” Inside the carriage, Constable Jin massaged his leg, looking like a little girl in anyway he could.

“We’ve come this far; of course, we’re going up the mountain.” Jiang Ming held a book, thoroughly enjoying it. “Any recent developments?”

They had been traveling for two months.

“There’s quite a bit!” Constable Jin had received quite a few messages along the way.

For example, around Dalin Temple, there were no fewer than a thousand martial artists gathered, with perhaps even more hidden from view.

Divine Fist Sect, Lengyue Palace, Divine Sword Villa, and so on had all sent people over.

The nearby stationed army also seemed to be taking some sort of action.

A powerful North Barbarian had entered Great Yan Nation but left no trace behind.

Although the Demon Sect members were well-hidden, some clues could still be found.

Dalin Temple was under martial law.

The Six Gates had also dispatched constables.

And so on.

Outside, hidden currents were raging.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Lu Yuan’s voice rang out: “Nangong Haoran, Brother Nangong, what do you mean by blocking our way?”

“Brother Lu!” Nangong Haoran, clad in white, carrying a long sword, tall, and with an icy aura, said, “I kindly ask you to turn back. The world of martial arts is already chaotic enough. If you continue up the mountain, 1 fear it will trigger a fight that will involve the entire world of martial arts. When that time comes, countless innocent people will be implicated, with no regard for their lives. How can you bear it in your heart?”

“Brother Nangong, they say you are full of righteous indignation and love getting involved in the world’s injustices. Do you find this unbearable?” Lu Yuan sneered. “When Brother Jiang was besieged in Mount Dependence City, why didn’t 1 see you speak up? The second time, Zhao Zhengyi initiated another attack on Brother Jiang, and three Great Grandmasters stepped in, yet we still did not see you. If you could not intervene the first time, that would be fine, but what about the second time?”

“As for triggering a fight in the world of martial arts and implicating the common people, that’s even more outrageous.”

“The Vajra Holy Monk colluded with the Demon Sect and the North Barbarians. What do you think that represents? It means that Dalin Temple wants to rebel, which will cause countless innocent people to die miserably.”

“Nangong, 1 never would have thought that you, who always act impartially, upright, and solely focus on sword skills, would sell your life for Dalin Temple.”

Lu Yuan sighed.

Jiang Ming also got off.

Constable Jin followed.

“Walking up the mountain is better than riding a carriage, huh?” Lu Yuan snorted and quickly followed.

Constable Jin remained silent and followed as well.

Behind them, there were constables from the Six Gates to take care of the carriage.

There were people watching on both sides, waiting to see what would happen.

Lu Yuan kept greeting them.

At the base of the mountain.

Their path was blocked.

“Amitabha Buddha, may 1 know the reason for Master Jiang’s visit to our humble temple?” A wrinkled-faced old monk stood before them, surrounded by a strong aura of death qi, but with bright eyes.

Thirty-six strong monks stood around him, each holding a steel rod as thick as a goose egg and staring at Jiang Ming fiercely.

“To annihilate!” Jiang Ming spat out these two words and waved his hand.

Lu Yuan opened his mouth to say something but chose to step aside instead.

Constable Jin didn’t say anything either, only looking at the old monk with some pity.

“Amitabha Buddha, the Vajra monks acted on their own, and their actions don’t represent our Dalin Temple. Master Jiang, seeking revenge for a single injustice only invites others to seek revenge against you. Why not just leave?” The old monk frowned, suppressing the anger in his heart.

“I also act on a personal basis!” Jiang Ming couldn’t help but laugh, “Dalin Temple still looks down on me. If you truly wanted to apologize, you should have shown sincerity from the start, at least bowing three times. But now, you send a dying man to greet me. Isn’t it obvious that you want to confront me, kill me if you can, or at least test my strength?”

“I should have killed more.”

“Three Great Grandmasters can’t force your arrogant heads, which only serve Buddha, to bow.”

“Fine, today I will send you all to see the Buddha Master.”

Jiang Ming saw through Dalin Temple’s intentions.

“Master Jiang, you will go to hell!” The old monk laughed and shouted, “Tathagata Demon Subduing Array, suppress this demon for me!”

Buzz…

His body swelled, and a violent aura stirred up a raging torrent. His strength even surged to the Great Grandmaster Realm.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The thirty-six rod monks instantly shifted positions, surrounded Jiang Ming, and directly attacked with their rods powered by their qi.

They were all Innate experts.

The shadows of their rods roared, blocking out the sky.

“Now it’s interesting! Say you’re going to attack and then do it. Be ruthless; don’t stop until you kill!” Jiang Ming laughed, “It’s rare to have a perfect solution in the world. I want you dead, so you have to die!”

With a grasp, qi formed into a sword..

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