Chapter 60: The Spirit-Enlightening Demonic Monk

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

A massive battle had erupted within the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm.

The Wasteland Tribe suffered a crushing defeat. They were forced to surrender half of their Sacred Fire origin and granted the Human Race permission to enter the Sacred Fire Valley for training every decade, thereby ensuring the survival of their tribe.

Meanwhile, the Saintess of the Wasteland Tribe proposed that her people should step out into the wider world. No longer willing to remain confined within the secret realm, the Wasteland Tribe would offer tributes of resources to major external factions each year in exchange for the opportunity to join them and study.

As a gesture of good faith, the Saintess herself joined the Academy.

Upon hearing this news, Qin Changsheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

"This Saintess is truly a remarkable figure, possessing such audacity!"

Qin Changsheng was currently busy gathering resources. Because of the intense battle between the two factions, no one had been collecting materials lately. Relying on his Immortal Eyes, he could spot treasures with absolute accuracy, and within just a few short days, he had already amassed a bountiful harvest.

After the Wasteland Tribe and the Human Race reached an agreement, the human prodigies who had previously fled returned to the realm.

Recently, however, a piece of news had left many people dumbfounded.

The Saintess of the Wasteland Tribe publicly named Chen An, the monk from the lanky-guest temple, accusing him of stealing the Sacred Fire.

She demanded an explanation from the lanky-guest temple.

The Wasteland Tribe also declared that they and Chen An were irreconcilable enemies.

This news spread like wildfire.

While many experts of the Wasteland Tribe were willing to coexist peacefully with the Human Race, Chen An was the sole exception!

As a result, a certain youth in Daoist robes found himself hunted down the moment he emerged from mining.

It seemed there was no place left for him to settle anywhere in the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm.

His lucrative mining business had been completely disrupted.

The Daoist-robed youth instantly realized he had been framed.

Especially upon hearing that the little monk had also entered the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm, he rushed toward him without a moment's hesitation.

Only to witness a most outrageous and maddening scene: that depraved monk was actually engaged in the act of propagation with a young maiden of the Wasteland Tribe.

The Wasteland maiden had a pair of adorable horns atop her head, and the little monk was gripping both of them with his hands...

Just as the two of them were deep in the moment, the Daoist-robed youth charged in, seething with rage!

"You bastard Wuling, this Daoist is going to hack you to pieces!!!"

His longsword flashed as a terrifying strike aimed straight for the little monk's neck.

The little monk, who was currently enjoying himself, was startled and instinctively activated his Indestructible Golden Body.

Unsurprisingly, the Daoist youth's sword failed to break through his defense.

However, the Wasteland woman sprawled on the ground was frightened out of her wits; she scrambled up in a panic and fled.

The little monk shook his head with an expression of lingering dissatisfaction, "I say, what is wrong with you, you fiend? Such wonderful exotic charm, such a magnificent life experience, and you just had to draw your sword and ruin it?"

"When I witnessed you doing that exact same thing back then, I simply chanted scriptures on the side and never once intervened."

Furious, the little monk started cursing as he retaliated:

"You beast, today I am going to teach you a lesson, you demon."

The Daoist-robed youth caught a flash of eerie murderous intent in the monk's mesmerizing eyes. Over a hundred years had passed, and the little monk was no longer a child—he had grown up. Wuling had matured into an exceptionally handsome youth, fair and tender-skinned, especially with that unique aura combining holiness and evil.

It made Monk Wuling look somewhat like a charming goblin.

Even in his youth, the little monk had looked better than most women, and as he grew older, his beauty became simply breathtaking.

While others came to the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm and were hunted down by the Wasteland Tribe, the little monk came here and was pursued by female members of the Wasteland Tribe who showered him with treasures and begged for his affection.

Such were the perks of having good looks.

Infuriated, the little monk drew his sword and lunged at the Daoist youth.

Initially, the Daoist-robed youth had felt a twinge of guilt for interrupting the little monk's intimate activities, but the moment he laid eyes on the little monk's Indestructible Golden Body, he completely lost his temper.

Rumor had it that it was precisely this Indestructible Golden Body that had withstood the attack of Saintess Sophie, leading the entire Wasteland Tribe to believe that he, Chen An, was the culprit.

Moreover, amongst all these people, only the little monk could mimic him.

The very powers Chen An possessed were also mastered by Monk Wuling.

"You bastard, it really was you who framed me!"

Roaring with rage, the Daoist-robed youth could no longer contain his fury. Billowing demonic energy surged around him as he charged at the little monk!

The two of them instantly clashed in a fierce battle.

"Hey, hey, hey! Brother Chen An, don't be impulsive! Hear me out!"

"Hear you out? Hear how you framed me?"

"This poor monk did not frame you!"

"Then how do you explain your Indestructible Golden Body?"

"This poor monk honestly has no idea!"

"I'll hack you to death!"

"..."

As the two battled fiercely, the entire Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm trembled.

The Wasteland experts who had originally set out to hunt down the Daoist youth froze upon witnessing this scene.

Were these two turning on each other?

Meanwhile, the Wasteland maiden who had been running away stopped in her tracks, watching the battle from afar with a look of growing interest. "So strong! Is that Chen An? He can actually fight Monk Wuling to a standstill!"

"Still, Monk Wuling is so handsome!"

The maiden once again fell deeply into a daze of infatuation.

...

Out in the outside world, news concerning the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm spread like wildfire.

Chen An, the monk from the lanky-guest temple, had actually stolen the origin of the Sacred Fire and was now being hunted by the entire Wasteland Tribe!

At the same time, an even more sensational piece of news came to light.

Chen An was a remnant of the Demonic Sect!

Word spread that Chen An had unleashed demonic arts within the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm, shattering the heavens and earth, a spectacle witnessed by numerous prodigies.

Furthermore, someone had recognized it as the long-lost Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art!

With this revelation, Chen An's reputation was completely ruined.

While many factions had previously entertained the thought of recruiting Chen An, upon hearing that he might be a remnant of the Demonic Sect, they immediately dismissed the idea.

Numerous factions even issued public statements vowing to capture this remnant of the Demonic Sect and purge their ranks!

Overnight, Chen An's name stank to high heaven.

As for the lanky-guest temple, many people sighed in deep regret.

Such a pristine sanctuary of Buddhism, yet it produced a fiend like Chen An.

It truly made one sigh with sorrow.

...

The two combatants locked in battle within the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm remained completely oblivious to the changes taking place in the outside world.

After being hunted down by the Daoist-robed youth for three days and three nights, the little monk felt utterly numb.

"Brother Chen An, you have to believe me, I really didn't frame you!"

"I'll hack you to death!"

The only response the little monk received was the Daoist youth's merciless sword.

The little monk felt like crying.

He truly had not framed the Daoist youth.

He genuinely had no idea what was going on with his Indestructible Golden Body.

He didn't even know when his Indestructible Golden Body had become so immensely powerful.

It had actually managed to withstand Sophie's attack.

Granted, it was only a single strike.

Still, that was quite an extraordinary feat, but alas, it really wasn't him—he wasn't that fierce.

One had to know that Sophie was the leading figure of the younger generation, and her strength was unfathomable. It was rumored that she had already reached the half-step Immortal realm.

Furthermore, as the Saintess of the Wasteland Tribe, her combat prowess surpassed even that of ordinary human prodigies.

"Brother Chen An, how about this? I will help you clear your name!"

The little monk ducked away from a strike while offering a suggestion.

The Daoist-robed youth sneered, "Clear my name? How do you plan to do that?"

"I..."

The little monk froze as well.

Right.

How could he clear it?