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Li Chang'an caused Northern Qi to lose its advantage in the literary world, but this alone was not enough to make Ku He hate him.
What angered Ku He the most was that Li Chang'an had actually managed to summon a god to possess him, thus making himself the only one with the Heavenly Vein.
This infuriated Ku He, who always revered the gods!
Ku He had never heard of gods descending to earth. If he hadn't gone to the temple, he might have been fooled by Li Chang'an's story.
However, Kuhe saw the temple with his own eyes, and if someone unrelated to the temple claimed to be a god, Kuhe would certainly not believe it at all.
Therefore, Ku He had already concluded that Li Chang'an was charlatan and deceiving people, and that his own appointed Heavenly Vein Master, Haitang Duoduo, was a fake.
Nanqing, who has never shown much respect for deities, is now trying to seize control of the religious discourse, which Kuhe finds unacceptable.
Haitang Duoduo said cautiously, "Master, the Empress Dowager and His Majesty's ideas are not quite the same as yours."
"They have already started to build momentum in Nanqing, saying that Prince Yong's talents are even greater than those of the Crown Prince and the Second Prince, and that he should be made Crown Prince."
"Since Prince Yong is a descendant of the Heavenly Lineage, he is destined to rule the world!"
"I believe that before long, Emperor Qing will become suspicious of Prince Yong, and he might even be able to defect to Northern Qi."
In the eyes of Empress Dowager Wei and Zhan Doudou, if a literary giant like Li Chang'an were recruited by Northern Qi, it would bring great benefits to Northern Qi.
Kuhe was usually mild-mannered, but on this matter, he was uncompromising.
He was the most powerful ascetic in the Northern Wei Dynasty, once the most powerful state in the world, and was considered by the world to be the person closest to the gods.
He had seen the fairy and was the leader of the Northern Qi Heavenly Dao Sect. He could not tolerate anyone blaspheming the gods.
He would not allow anyone to be closer to the divine than him, nor would he allow anyone to treat his lifelong devout faith as a plaything or a tool!
"No! Gods are so sacred, how can they be portrayed by people so casually!"
Li Chang'an's actions are blasphemy against the gods!
"I don't care what kind of literary giant he is, or how well he writes poetry or paints."
"He blasphemed God and must die!"
Kuhe's voice carried an undeniable anger.
As Kuhe's last disciple, Haitang had never seen this expression on her master's face before.
It seems that Kuhe, who has always been extremely devout to the gods, is truly enraged this time.
Haitang Duoduo understood that Kuhe's decision to kill Li Chang'an was not entirely for reciprocal revenge.
It was because Li Chang'an had offended his master!
At that moment, a slight fluctuation suddenly appeared in Ku He's expression, which had been as serene as that of an ancient Buddha.
He heard a light sound, without any fluctuation of true energy, but it contained boundless power!
"he came!"
Kuhe had just been talking about Li Chang'an when he suddenly said this, and Haitang jumped up upon hearing it.
"Who! Who's here? How could Li Chang'an possibly know about this place?"
Kuhe noticed a hint of panic in Haitang's eyes when she mentioned Li Chang'an.
Could it be that this disciple knows Li Chang'an?
They probably only had one fight by the North Sea, and didn't have any other interaction.
"It wasn't Li Chang'an, but an old friend."
He had barely finished speaking when a man's voice came from outside the cave waterfall.
"I know you're here."
Ku He stood up and slowly walked to the waterfall. Through the curtain of water, he saw that still young face.
"Wu Zhu, it's been so many years, but you haven't changed at all."
Haitang Duoduo followed Kuhe and saw a young-looking man with his eyes covered by a black cloth in the distance.
She immediately realized that this was the Grandmaster mentioned in the intelligence report!
"Master, he is that Grandmaster from Nanqing!"
Holding a steel chisel, Wu Zhu stood on a bamboo raft, floating in the river, and spoke to the cave in the waterfall.
"I've lost my memory; I don't remember much about you."
Ku He continued, "You came here for that boy. Who is he to you?"
Wu Zhu didn't answer, but said, "I'm here to beat you up."
Ku He frowned and said, "I can teach you the method to condense sword energy."
When I lent it out, I didn't know what the person intended to use it for.
Wu Zhu's voice remained completely devoid of emotion.
"It's alright. Fan Xian was seriously injured because of you, so you deserve to be hit."
Upon hearing Wu Zhu's words, Haitang Duoduo became indignant.
"Ignorance is no excuse. My master had no idea who Fan Xian was, nor did he have any intention of harming him."
"Your name is Wu Zhu, right? How can you be so unreasonable!"
Wu Zhu turned his neck and answered Haitang's question according to his understanding.
"It's not that I'm unreasonable, it's just that... I'm not human."
Hearing Wu Zhu's words, Haitang was both angry and amused, and picked up the two axes from her back.
Ku He said, "Wu Zhu, my last disciple, please show mercy."
Wu Zhu nodded and said, "You can rest assured to let her come over."
"I only know how to kill, not how to cripple a person's inner energy through underhanded methods."
As they were talking, Haitang Duoduo flew out of the waterfall, and two axes were handed to Wuzhu in the blink of an eye.
Wu Zhu kept the hand holding the iron rod behind his back, only using his free left hand to make moves.
Haitang Duoduo didn't sense any true energy; both of her wrists were struck, and the axe's attack was easily neutralized.
She touched the bamboo raft with her feet, leaped up, and swung her axe downwards.
This axe strike, surging with true energy, could easily slice through gold and sever jade.
But Wu Zhu's body suddenly moved, and Haitang Duoduo didn't even see how he moved.
The axe, still poised to strike, was about to cleave Wu Zhu's bamboo raft.
With a gentle push from Wu Zhu's left hand, Haitang felt a tremendous force in her lower back!
With a splash, Haitang was pushed to the shore more than ten feet away.
"It almost destroyed my bamboo raft."
Haitang has already realized that the two are not on the same level at all.
Her speed and strength are still far inferior to Wu Zhu's.
This was the first time Haitang Duoduo had fought against a Grandmaster, and she truly realized the gap between herself and a Grandmaster.
She shouted at the waterfall, "Master, he really isn't human!"
"Without true qi, how could one possess such speed and such power!"
As she shouted, Wu Zhu rushed into the waterfall, and the two grandmasters had already clashed.
Haitang saw the waterfall's surface being repeatedly cut off by Kuhe, and Kuhe's punches and palms were filled with powerful true energy.
A series of loud, muffled thuds echoed throughout the cave, and rocks at the cave entrance were smashed and sent flying.
However, Wu Zhu's moves were not flashy at all; they only left afterimages of the steel chisel.
"What's his background? He doesn't have any internal energy. Is he practicing martial arts?"
"Boom!"
With a single palm strike, Ku He completely blasted away the cave where he was temporarily residing!
The two fought from the waterfall into the air. The residual energy from Ku He's punch was enough to flatten a mountain!
The valley was transformed in an instant, with sand and stones flying everywhere!
Wu Zhu doesn't have any particularly impressive moves; he's just fast and strong.
The two fought for a full half hour, and the surrounding landscape had been completely transformed into a desert.
The original waterfall has had its flow channel altered, and all the trees have been smashed into dust.
Haitang Duoduo's eyes were opened wide. Once upon a time, she thought she was only a little bit away from becoming a Grandmaster.
Now it seems there might be a difference of a tiny fraction.
Kuhe and Wuzhu stood facing each other. Kuhe's hands were trembling, and his bald head was covered in dust, no longer shiny.
A stream of liquid was flowing from Wu Zhu's lower abdomen, but he covered it with his hand so that no one could see that it was yellow.
"Bring it here."