The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1401 - 1401 681 The Master Makes a Move (First

Chapter 1401: Chapter 681: The Master Makes a Move (First Update) Chapter 1401: Chapter 681: The Master Makes a Move (First Update) The monk’s appearance was so shocking that it took a while for the two Jin Yi Wei to come to their senses.

Then they were terrified.

“What did he say?”

Fighting with him for so long, and the youth who killed four of their Jin Yi Wei… was actually a girl?

And how does he know they are Ji Yi Wei from the Crown Prince’s mansion?

Where is he from? Has he been following them all this way, or did he just happen to pass by?

“Who on earth are you!” the leader demanded, gripping his long sword tightly.

The monk’s presence was completely undetectable, either he had no martial arts or his skills had reached the realm of returning to simplicity. He glanced at the sword that had been sent flying and nailed to the tree.

There was a notch in the blade of the sword.

He looked around the clearing and actually discovered a green leaf stuck in the ground.

The leader’s pupils quivered violently!

Could it be, could it be that the monk had used a leaf to send his sword flying just now?

And even managed to damage it?

How fearsome must his inner strength be?

The monk smiled and said, “As a monk, my name is not worth mentioning.”

Under the moonlight, his smile seemed to carry a vaguely sinister and eerie feeling, making the two Jin Yi Wei’s heart skip a beat.

Bullshit monk!

I’ve never seen such a demonic monk!

The leader involuntary felt a sense of trepidation in his heart. He gripped the hilt of his sword to steady his spirits and threatened coldly, “Monk! This is none of your business! If you know what’s good for you, scram!”

“Alas,” the monk faintly sighed, his thin lips parting slightly as he spoke, “Monks should have compassion. Why must the two benefactors resort to violence? Can’t we talk this over nicely?”

The other Jin Yi Wei brandished his sword and shouted angrily, “Who the hell wants to talk nicely with you? Either get lost or I’ll kill you along with that bald head of yours!”

“Oh?” The monk smiled faintly, then lifted the hand with the Buddha Beads, his slender fingertip touching his delicate chin as if in thought, “You want to kill me?”

Upon hearing this, the leader felt for some reason that the unease in his heart was growing stronger.

He couldn’t see through the monk’s true strength!

One of the Jin Yi Wei said disdainfully, “Big brother, no need to waste words with him! I’ll handle this type. Since he knows about us, he must be silenced!”

As he spoke, he looked at the monk under the moonlight, who was so beautiful he seemed not of this world, and said ferociously, “Remember not to meddle in others’ business in your next life! Now die——”

He charged toward the monk at great speed. When he was about ten steps away from the monk, he suddenly leaped into the air, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands, fiercely slashing through the air toward the monk!

This was a move intending to cleave the monk in two!

“Stop——” The leader reached out his hand, trying to stop him, but it was too late, his sword came crashing down.

The monk looked up at the Jin Yi Wei attacking from the air, his lips curling slightly, then lifted his left hand that wasn’t holding the Buddha Beads, flicking his fingertip lightly.

“What’s happening? My sword…” The Jin Yi Wei felt an immense force, vast as the ocean, strike his sword. Half of his body instantly went numb, and he was violently flung away by that terrifying force!

He landed heavily on the ground, sliding across to create a huge trench, one foot deep and ten feet long, stopping just at the leader’s feet.

Not a half inch more, not a half inch less.

Everything was controlled just right.

“Big, big brother…” He coughed out blood and died on the spot.

The leader stared in disbelief at the Jin Yi Wei who had been killed with a single move, his eyes widening with terror.

Not all Jin Yi Wei were sworn to death, but all six of them were.

Sworn brothers were braver and more fearless than ordinary men, never backing down in battle. Yet for the first time in his life, he felt the urge to retreat.

Damn it!

Where did this monk come from?

First there was that indestructible kid, and now this monstrously skilled master appears?

His eyes darted around as he tried to suppress the shaking that seemed to come from his soul, “I’m done fighting! Let me go!”

The monk smiled, “Fine.”

The leader turned and ran for his life!

The monk gave a slight smile and, aiming at his retreating figure, flicked his fingertip. A surge of powerful inner strength, tangible like a substance, whistled through and pierced his heart!

A sharp pain erupted in his chest, and a spray of blood splattered before his eyes. In disbelief, he opened his mouth wide and plunged forward heavily.

He skidded across the grass for a considerable distance before coming to a halt. Thereafter, his entire body trembled uncontrollably as the energy within his Elixir Field dissipated rapidly.

“Why, why… You promised you would… let me… go…”

The monk walked over nonchalantly, looking down at him, “I did promise to let you go, but I didn’t say, to let you go alive.”

“You… damn…” The leader breathed his last.

The monk raised an eyebrow and then returned to Gu Jiao’s side.

Gu Jiao had passed out, her face entirely buried in the grass, lying on the ground like a sad little frog.

The monk said with a sigh, “To kill four, that’s quite impressive indeed.

…

Gu Jiao was woken by the crackling sound of snapped twigs. Upon opening her eyes, she found herself lying in a dilapidated temple, spider webs hung from the Buddha Statue and rafters, indicating it had been a long time since anyone had visited.

She smelled the alluring scent of meat cooking.

Someone was roasting meat, and the sound she’d heard came from the pile of burning twigs.

“Awake?”

A languid male voice arose from behind the pile of firewood.

There was something familiar about this voice, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

Gu Jiao’s first reaction was to sit up and revert to a state of alert.

Soon after, she saw the monk behind the flames.

“Is it you?”

Wasn’t this the handsome monk she had encountered in the countryside?

She had gone up the mountain to find the abbot, and on the way met a monk who had fallen into a trap. What struck her most was how good-looking the monk was, and secondly, how odd he was.

The monk had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and then he had killed the snake with the venom.

Gu Jiao blinked and stared at him without flinching, “How did you end up in Yan Country?”

While roasting meat, the monk replied, “How can you be sure this is Yan Country?”

“Ah?” Gu Jiao was taken aback, “Have I returned to Zhan Country?”

“Hahaha!” The monk suddenly burst into laughter.

Gu Jiao didn’t find anything funny. She got to her feet to check her own condition—her wounds had been treated with medicinal ointment and were healing nicely; they were no longer a problem.

She then looked around. She had been sleeping on a pile of hay, with her little basket and her Red-Tasseled Spear next to her feet.

She clearly remembered that there were eight tassels on the Red-Tasseled Spear, but now there were ten.

Could it have been this monk’s doing?

Do all you monks have a habit of braiding?

“Those two men, are they dead?” Gu Jiao remembered that before she fainted, there were two more imperial guards left.

“Dead,” the monk said.

“Oh, good.” Gu Jiao didn’t ask how the two men died.

The monk didn’t offer the information either.

Gu Jiao then asked, “Where is this? How long have I been asleep?”

The monk replied, “Near where you fainted. You’ve been asleep for five days.”

Gu Jiao said with a puzzled tone, “How can I sleep for so long?”

Her injuries weren’t severe enough to sleep for that many days, were they?

The monk spread his hands, “How would I know?”

Gu Jiao rummaged through the first aid kit in the medicine box, took inventory of the medicines, and with a twitch of her mouth said, “Did you feed me the entire bottle of sedatives?”

The monk had an epiphany, “That’s a sedative? Ah, there was no label on your bottle. You had a high fever, I applied your healing ointment, but you were still burning hot like a little furnace, so I had to find you some medicine to take. It turns out that was indeed medicine; I was worried I had made a mistake.”

Gu Jiao’s face darkened.

You weren’t even sure whether it was medicine in the bottle, and you fed me dozens of them, could you be any more unreliable?

The monk turned the rabbit on the rack and pulled out a small bamboo tube from his wide sleeve, removed the lid, and sprinkled some salt on the meat, “See, I didn’t forget to add salt this time.”

Had he not mentioned it, Gu Jiao would have almost forgotten about it—the monk had fallen into the trap she set for the rabbit, and she had thought he wanted to save the rabbit, only to find that without a word he killed and roasted it to eat.

She had suspected he was a fake monk at the time and still holds that suspicion.

Gu Jiao looked around, feeling a bit thirsty, “Got any water?”

The monk tossed her a water skin.

Gu Jiao caught it in her hands; it was empty.

The monk said, “There’s a creek outside the back door of the temple. Use this to fetch water.”

Gu Jiao said, “I could drink without a water skin.”

The monk gave Gu Jiao a look and said with rightful confidence, “I was asking you to fetch some for me.”

Gu Jiao: “…”

How infuriating could a monk be?

Gu Jiao took the water skin and went to the backyard to fetch water.

Watching her stride away briskly, the monk slightly narrowed his charming, peach-blossom eyes, “She’s recovered quite quickly.”

After quenching her thirst, Gu Jiao returned and tossed the water-filled skin to him.

He caught it with his hand and smiled, “Thanks.”

His natural beauty shone through with that radiant smile, enough to make all creatures wish they could fall for him.

Had the monk used that look to save all beings, they would have all been led astray.

Gu Jiao crouched down opposite the monk, grabbed a piece of small, dry twig, and started drawing circles on the ground, waiting for the roasted rabbit as well.

She asked the monk several questions. Except for how exactly he came to be in Yan Country, he answered the others.

There were only two ways to enter Yan Country, one was with an official escort, the other was being branded as a slave.

It was unclear which category the monk fell under.

“Are you from Zhan Country or Yan Country?” Gu Jiao asked.

“Does it matter?” the monk asked with a smile in return.

Gu Jiao thought about it seriously, “Oh, no it doesn’t.”

She continued drawing circles.

The monk continued roasting the meat.

The meat smelled delicious.

Gu Jiao was really hungry.

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