A dragon's roar echoed, and the dragon-shaped inner core swallowed the golden figure whole. The moment it was swallowed, the golden figure's face contorted in terror, and a scream escaped its lips.
"Gulp!"
After consuming the golden figure, the inner core returned to Ye Tian's body and quieted down.
At this moment, Yuan Zhen on the ground was motionless, and Ye Tian slumped to the ground, as if drained.
He took out another pill and swallowed it, using the ginseng spirit liquid to recover his strength. After a while, he took out a spirit stone to absorb and refine.
An hour later, he had recovered about eighty percent.
At this moment, an old monk ascended the peak. He glanced at the monk's corpse on the ground, trembled, and stammered, "Uncle-Master Yuan Zhen!"
Ye Tian said indifferently, "No need to call out. I've already killed him!"
The old monk asked with a trembling voice, "Who are you?"
Ye Tian sneered, "This Yuan Zhen colluded with several others to kill me and seize my assets. Heh heh, I had no choice but to come and eliminate him!"
Upon hearing this, the old monk sighed, "I often advised Uncle-Master Yuan Zhen not to meddle in worldly affairs, but my uncle-master never listened for the sake of cultivation items."
Ye Tian stared at him, "Monk, does your Great Zen Temple have anyone else who can fight? I'll visit them all today!"
The monk shook his head, "No more. Even if there were, they wouldn't fight you. Benefactor, karma cycles, and retribution is unavoidable. You have killed the man; please descend the mountain!"
Ye Tian stood up, snatched the prayer beads from Yuan Zhen's neck, and said lightly, "These beads are nice. I'll take them!"
He floated down the mountain. Many monks were ascending, but none dared to stop him.
Back in the car, Ye Tian continued his journey to the capital, searching for that Ancestor.
This Ancestor was named Wu Xingzu. He was ninety-seven years old but looked only in his early forties. He was the most powerful leader of the Green Gate within the country, known as Ancestor.
This Ancestor's cultivation was not weak, and his disciples were spread across the land.
The Great Zen Temple was six hundred kilometers from the capital, and Ye Tian reached it in three hours.
Early morning, the capital, Azure Dragon Temple.
The Azure Dragon Temple was a Taoist temple where Wu Xingzu enjoyed playing chess with the abbot. The abbot was very young, in his early thirties, with an immortal demeanor and extraordinary bearing.
Wu Xingzu, appearing to be in his early forties, had black hair and white eyebrows and wore black robes. At this moment, having just lost a major dragon, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to lose this game."
He picked up a piece and was about to place it when the black piece suddenly slipped, falling onto the chessboard with a "clink," landing precisely in a dead spot.
The young abbot frowned slightly and then sighed softly.
Wu Xingzu smiled and asked, "Brother, why do you sigh?"
The young abbot replied, "Mr. Wu's lifespan is nearing its end."
Wu Xingzu frowned slightly, "Oh? Does the abbot mean I will die in the temple today?"
A voice sounded from outside the door, "Not necessarily. If you wish to die elsewhere, I can accommodate you."
The newcomer was Ye Tian. He glanced at the young abbot and said lightly, "I didn't expect there to be another master here."
The young abbot stood up and said indifferently, "I don't get involved in worldly affairs." With that, he walked towards the back.
Wu Xingzu remained seated. He looked at Ye Tian and said, "You are Ye Tian?"
Ye Tian replied, "I presume the Jinshi Hall has already provided you with my information, so it's not surprising you recognize me."
Wu Xingzu said, "Young man, your ability to find me shows some skill. However, people like us are not to be trifled with. I advise you to stop now, and perhaps you might still have a chance to live."
"A path to live is one you forge yourself," he said, dropping the prayer beads onto the chessboard.
Upon seeing the prayer beads, Wu Xingzu's expression changed drastically, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are these Master Yuan Zhen's prayer beads?"
Ye Tian stated, "Yuan Zhen has gone to see the Buddha. Now, it's your turn to go to hell."
Wu Xingzu's expression shifted several times, and then he exhaled softly, "It seems we have both underestimated you."
Ye Tian said, "Before you die, you can make your final arrangements."
Wu Xingzu looked at him, "You know I am the leader of the Green Gate. Killing me will provoke retaliation from the Green Gate, which will never cease. No matter how strong you are, can you stand against the Green Gate alone?"
Ye Tian said indifferently, "Rest assured, upon your death, someone will immediately take your place in the Green Gate."
With that, he threw a punch into the air, blasting Wu Xingzu's heart. Wu Xingzu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, dead.
Ye Tian murmured, "Next, it's that business magnate!"