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Chapter 1636: Chapter 1262: Emperor of Monks! Please, Old Immortal, Descend the Mountain!

"Wu Ming’s warning?"

In the spacious council hall, Jiang Dali’s eyes shone brightly with divine light as he turned to look at the Sword Saint behind him.

The Sword Saint calmed his mind, clasped his hands behind his back, and stared intently at Jiang Dali while pacing, "I communicate with Wu Ming through Divine Thought Strike Skill day and night, and I’ve long established a sort of intuitive connection with him. Unfortunately, he no longer considers me an opponent, hence we hardly interact within the Realm of the Heavenly Sword."

Only this time, my spirit suddenly felt his intense Sword Intent. For him to release such strong Sword Intent, it must be something extraordinary. Therefore, I suspect he might have encountered misfortune."

Jiang Dali frowned, musing, "It seems... I’m afraid Shakyamuni has become aware. This person is an extraordinary alchemist, skilled in divination; he might have predicted our rescue attempt for Wu Ming and thus struck first."

The Sword Saint spoke gravely, "Would he kill Wu Ming?"

Jiang Dali shook his head, "That’s unlikely. If he wanted to kill Wu Ming, he wouldn’t have held him captive this long. Besides, killing Wu Ming gains him nothing. If I were him, knowing the enemy would come to rescue someone, I’d set a trap, making it impossible for them to escape once they arrive."

The Sword Saint frowned, initially wanting to ask whether they should proceed despite the trap, but as the words reached his mouth, he already knew the answer in his heart. freeweɓnøvel.com

Since Wu Ming is there, no matter if the path is perilous, he must go. Even if not to rescue, just to let Wu Ming witness Sword Twenty-Three, which he recently comprehended, he has to go.

Jiang Dali seemed to have guessed the Sword Saint’s intentions, turned his head slightly, and smiled, "It looks like you’re determined to go?"

The Sword Saint raised his head, his tone firm and resolute, "I must go!"

"Good!"

Jiang Dali nodded with a smile, his tiger eyes flashing brightly. He shook open his cloak with both hands as he paced the hall, speaking gently, "If that’s the case, we can also use strategy. You sense Wu Ming is in trouble, which Shakyamuni hasn’t accounted for; this is our advantage now. We’ve anticipated his prediction... Such a pity... Time is too tight; we may not be able to find the Mud Buddha to conceal Shakyamuni’s divination skill, otherwise, our chances for success would undoubtedly increase."

The Sword Saint looked surprised, "Find the Mud Buddha to conceal Shakyamuni’s divination skill?"

Jiang Dali nodded, "The Mud Buddha perceives and predicts heavenly mechanisms, mastering the Imperial Pole Worldly Book, Ziwei Doushu, Zi Ping’s Life Theory, and numerous ancient divination strategies. If there’s anyone in this world with the ability to disrupt Shakyamuni’s calculations, it would only be him.

Except for him, the All-knowing Madman and Tianji Twenty-Five are both dead; the All-Knowing Sect and Tianji Sect lack successors, while Ghost Valley Sect still has experts. In this generation, neither their reputation nor divination strength is comparable to the other two, so they may struggle against Shakyamuni, and might rather alarm him..."

The Sword Saint thoughtfully and cautiously replied, "Considering what you said, indeed, there’s someone I know; based on this person’s ability, although not entirely on par with Mud Buddha, he should be able to aid us!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Dali showed a trace of curiosity in his eyes, "Who is this person?"

The Sword Saint slowly uttered seven characters, "The abbot of Miyin Temple - Monk Emperor!"

"Monk Emperor? ...Monk Emperor... Emperor of Monks?"

Jiang Dali pondered this name, turned his back, and spoke solemnly, "How far is Miyin Temple?"

The Sword Saint understood his intention, responded gravely, "If you ride your Demon Dragon from here, you can reach it in a day."

Jiang Dali nodded, "Very well, I shall lend you the Demon Dragon. Please, Brother Dugu, set out to find the Monk Emperor. Whether he agrees to assist or not, you must meet with me near the Snow God Mountain Range six days later."

"Alright!"

The Sword Saint agreed decisively without hesitation.

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What kind of person could be worthy of the title Monk Emperor? Emperor of monks, is he truly the emperor among monks?

Monks traditionally avoid worldly fame, retreating from society; how could anyone care about the title of Emperor of Monks? If such a person exists, he must be merely seeking fame.

But that’s not the case.

Some earn their titles through self-promotion, while others have countless people advocating for them without any effort on their part.

If a person’s skills are profound enough to command complete admiration and respect, even if he doesn’t desire any title, those who admire and respect him will assign him impressive titles, and the Monk Emperor is just such a person.

He’s well-versed in both Buddhism and medical skills, making him the most revered high monk among the country’s monks, hence the title "Monk Emperor."

Moreover, it’s rumored that besides his great achievements in Buddhism and medical skills, there’s a "Heart Mirror" embedded in his forehead, allowing him to see through worldly affairs with endless mystical abilities.

Years ago, the Sword Saint ventured through the Martial World, seeking a worthy Swordsman to duel with but failed, so he approached the Monk Emperor to have the high monk use the "Heart Mirror" to see if there was an outstanding Swordsman worthy of a full-hearted battle in the vast Human Sea! ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

As it turned out, the Monk Emperor used the Heart Mirror to see Wu Ming, who hadn’t been born yet, still in the womb. Thus, the Sword Saint and the Sword God Wu Ming’s rivalry was born from that moment.

One should note, back then, even Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai hadn’t made a name for himself; the Sword Saint’s initiative at that time was another person akin to Dugu Qiubai.