The Unknown God of War

“The Great Dharma Monk was an eminent monk who had a great understanding in Buddhism. He was proficient in pharmacology and had a kind soul. He had been a monk that protected the nation in the past dynasties. After that, he even represented the nation and travelled to the West to spread the teachings of Buddhism and to cure illnesses. He even managed to cure a few pandemics, saving tens of thousands of lives. However, he was involved in some conflict of power in the later years. He offended some influential people and his temple was burnt down. He was banished from the court and anything that was linked to him was considered as a taboo. Only then, he was slowly forgotten by the world.”

Chu Feng nodded his head; this story was similar to those legends in the West in many ways.

“How did you come to know all these?”

The disciple scratched his head awkwardly. “I’ve read these stories from my master’s library. I could not stand to endure the difficult training, so I would always clean up the library as an excuse to cut some slack. Hehe, I discovered these by accident.”

Murong Cang’s face blushed instantly and he was feeling awkward.

He was a practitioner of the martial arts and he had inherited countless, valuable books from his ancestors. However, he only laid those books on the shelves in the library just so he could put on a front. He had only gone to the library a few times in a year and did not expect his disciple who had been slacking off to steal his thunder.

“Well, isn’t this a fortuitous accident?” Chu Feng chuckled and continued, “Can you gather all the information there is regarding this Great Dharma Monk within these few days and let me see them?”

Murong Cang quickly answered, “No problem, I will prepare them right away and I will get back to you in two days’ time.”

“Sorry for the trouble.”

Chu Feng nodded and he felt a sense of relief; there was a glimmer of hope after all.

There could finally be an antidote for the deadly Mandraka poison that was spreading in his body.

After the banquet ended, Ma Sanyuan, Murong Cang and the rest of the gang leaders saw Chu Feng off before Chu Feng headed back home.

It was already 8:30 p.m. and Chu Feng felt guilty, wondering if his daughter had a good meal. At that moment, he heard a pleasant and clear voice of a girl coming from the inside of his house. Chu Feng stopped in his tracks and was stunned for a brief moment.

Why is this girl’s voice so familiar?

“I’m telling you the truth, sister. You have no idea how interesting and how thrilling the boxing match today was. It’s a pity that you didn’t watch it with your own eyes!” Yun Muyu was wolfing down a cup of instant noodles as she danced and swayed her hands around in excitement. Her eyes were shining and she had a look of admiration on her face. “Mr. Chu is really a Great Hero! He is just outstanding! He is so handsome and charming! Gosh, I can’t stand it anymore!”

Yun Muqing just held her chin with her hands and took a glance at her sister who was enchanted by the ‘Mr. Chu’ she was talking about. Yun Muqing stretched her hands out and just pouted her mouth; she did not take Yun Muyu’s words seriously.

Just what kind of nonsense was this little girl talking about?

A grandmaster in martial arts that could block a knife with his bare hands and stop bullets with his body? What sounded more ridiculous was that Mr. Chu had punched a hole in a person’s chest with a single blow? Even a machine gun was not as remarkable as that.

Even an exaggerated fantasy drama would not have such a scene.

Who would believe this kind of absurd and illogical story? Only a naïve kid like Duo Duo would be so engrossed in it, her eyes shining with admiration and her fists swinging around as she listened to the story intently.

Who would believe this kind of absurd and illogical story? Only a naïve kid like Duo Duo would be so engrossed in it, her eyes shining with admiration and her fists swinging around as she listened to the story intently.