Chapter 186: Snuffing Out

As one of the Dharma Kings with the longest seniority and greatest power in the Dìyù Gate, he only took orders from the Yama Holy Son, so it was natural for him to have a big ego.

However, after hearing what Dharma King of Destruction said, Dharma King Zhuan Lun nearby couldn’t help but remind him, “This Zuo Zhicheng is not a pushover. I think this time, we three should work together and snuff him out with lightning speed.”

Seeing that Dharma King of Destruction seemed to look down on Zuo Zhicheng, he wanted to warn him to avoid a mishap. But in his view, a Dharma King of such status bullying a junior organization like the Shadow Corps that had always been suppressed by the Dìyù Gate was already shameful. Having to pay so much attention to a junior like Zuo Zhicheng was practically like picking on a child.

“Work together?” Sure enough, Dharma King of Destruction frowned slightly upon hearing this. He wouldn’t outright scold Dharma King Zhuan Lun but calmly expressed his displeasure, “The three of us, joining forces to deal with a junior in the martial world?”

“Surely we can’t charge at him one by one for single combat, letting him gain experience until he kills us all, right?” Daoyu chuckled lightly. “This person’s potential truly is strong. I think it’s better to kill him before he fully matures, to avoid raising a serious threat in Southern Bay later.”

Dharma King of Destruction raised the corner of his mouth. “Oh? That impressive? Could it be that Zuo Zhicheng is the reincarnation of the Sacred Ancestor?”

Dharma King Zhuan Lun nodded gently and added, “He’s not the Sacred Ancestor’s reincarnation. But Zuo Zhicheng is probably heading over from Xinlu right now. We could indeed join forces to intercept and kill him on the way.

And you know Zuo Zhicheng killed Crimson Sun, but you might not know the details of how he did it, right?”

As he spoke, Dharma King Zhuan Lun lightly pinched his fingers. “I wonder, Dharma King of Destruction, if you were to fight my senior brother empty-handed without using Dao Arts or the Power of Mind and Spirit, relying only on your fists, could you beat him?”

“Empty-handed?” Dharma King of Destruction frowned at this point. “Although Crimson Sun lacked talent, he was still a Human Phase Master. If I tried to beat him using only fist skills, even if I succeeded, I would be seriously injured. Did Zuo Zhicheng really kill him with his fists?”

“Yes, my senior brother was directly beaten into a pulp by Zuo Zhicheng using only his fists. I had someone examine the body, and there were no fatal injuries caused by the Power of Mind and Spirit. He probably only used the Power of Mind and Spirit to defend against my senior brother’s attacks.”

Dharma King of Destruction took a deep breath before speaking slowly, “In terms of physical strength alone, Crimson Sun was not inferior to us. Zuo Zhicheng, at such a young age, actually trained his body to this level. His potential is truly limitless. With such physical prowess, the future limits his Power of Mind and Spirit could reach are hard to estimate. His chance of advancing to Dharma Aspect is even much higher than ours.

In that case, we indeed must join forces to snuff him out. We can’t give someone like him the chance to grow. Thinking carefully, if this person fully matures, he might become even more dangerous than the Shadow Corps.”

Daoyu smiled upon hearing this. “I’m glad you understand. I thought I would need to persuade you.”

“I’m not some old fossil stuck in the past.” Dharma King of Destruction lifted his eyelids and said coldly, “Every Dharma King in our sect earned their position through killing. If we really clung to those martial world rules and martial artist pride, we would have died a hundred times over.”

“And being able to physically overwhelm Crimson Sun—with that kind of talent, given time, I’m afraid even I wouldn’t be able to handle him.”

“That’s good.” Seeing that both present had no objections, Dharma King Zhuan Lun said, “By now, the Shadow Corps members should have received the news that we are heading to Haijing. They think our target is the Shadow Corps leadership.

Zuo Zhicheng will definitely be called to Haijing by them for support. This way, we just need to ambush him together on the road outside Haijing.”

Dharma King Daoyu added, “But we should also put some pressure on the Shadow Corps, so they don’t get other ideas. These next few days, let’s take turns going out once to kill a few people.”

…

Meanwhile, in Xinlu, after repeated discussions with Feng Lun and the other three, only Wu Zhi’an was dissatisfied that Zuo Zhicheng wouldn’t teach the specific training methods of the Authentic Transmission Martial Arts, so he left on his own.

After multiple exchanges, the other three grew increasingly impressed with Zuo Zhicheng’s martial arts and character.

In the small courtyard, Zuo Zhicheng was seen with his hands withdrawn to his ribs, his upper and lower body maintaining the Qixing stance, while his feet tapped and moved according to the pattern of the Plough.

As his feet stepped out consecutively, his movement speed became faster and faster. His thighs hardly moved as his toes gripped the ground, extending and retracting, propelling him forward with explosive force.

Nearby, Gao Guanglu shouted, “Well done! Master Zuo, this Qixing Step in your hands is at least ten times more powerful than when I use it.” Gao Guanglu had later brought out his family’s Qixing boxing. Drawing on the astounding martial arts experience from his past life and his Infrared Vision’s ability to observe force transmission, Zuo Zhicheng improved a small detail in the Qixing Step’s power application, increasing its burst speed by twenty percent.

Of course, such learning and innovation also advanced his own martial arts cultivation.

Zuo Zhicheng stopped and saw that the shoes on his feet had turned into a pile of rags after the consecutive bursts.

A disciple by the wall saw this and immediately came forward, handing Zuo Zhicheng a new pair of shoes.

While putting on the shoes, Zuo Zhicheng said, “You three, have you been comfortable staying here these past few days?”

“Master Zuo, you’re too kind. Your martial hall seems much wealthier than our place. The food and drink every day are far better than what we have.” The speaker was Xing Xuan. He himself ran a martial school and took disciples, so he was very familiar with all aspects of martial halls.

Seeing the Haoran Martial Hall’s daily meals, decorations, training equipment, and property, he couldn’t help but feel envious.

He naturally didn’t know that Zuo Zhicheng’s money came only partly from the martial hall; most of it came from various businesses of the Sea Dragon Gang. Especially after the match business got on track, the profits kept increasing.

“That’s good. These past few days of exchanging ideas with you three have been very beneficial.”

“We dare not claim that.”

“Master Zuo, you’ve taught us much more.”

Zuo Zhicheng shook his head. “I need to go to Haijing today. Do you three have any plans?”

The three looked at each other. Feng Lun was the first to step forward and say, “As I said a few days ago, I’m alone with no family ties. If Master Zuo doesn’t mind, I hope you’ll allow me to stay at the martial hall. I’m willing to work as an instructor, exchange martial knowledge with you, and progress together.”

“We naturally welcome a master like Instructor Feng.”

The martial arts skills of these three were almost on par with Blood Rakshasa back then. Zuo Zhicheng was naturally willing to have them work under him to handle some matters.