I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense Chapter 1284

Chapter 1284: Chapter 1285: Taking You to the Toilet Chapter 1284: Chapter 1285: Taking You to the Toilet “Amitabha, this poor monk is Wuyan. Today, I have come to the Sword Sect to meet with the Sect Master of the Sword Sect for an important matter. I request this young benefactor to relay the message!”

Monk Wuyan was anxious in his heart, yet as he sought help, he dared not overstep bounds on others' territory, intending to reason out and appeal emotionally. Sadly, Chen Yuan pay no heed, bent solely on taking this old bald donkey to the new toilets for labor reform.

He nodded and slowly said, “If so, then follow me.”

Chen Yuan had actually not listened to what the monk was mumbling about and had been pondering in his mind; there seemed to be a shortage of labor in the newly built toilet on the east side, especially in the afternoon when it was hardly cleaned and needed a full-time worker. He thought this monk was quite suitable, as his bald, hairless body suited this line of work well.

Leading Wuyan up the mountain, they strayed further and further off the path. Wuyan found it odd but did not ask much, knowing that the person leading him was just a messenger and dared not act unilaterally and deceive him. Maybe the Sword Sect's Master prefers a secluded life, enjoying being detached from society.

Planning to attack the Blood Demon Sect by uniting forces from various factions, not only the Super Sects of the Southern Continent but also Northern Continent Binglong Island and the Sword Sect of the Eastern Continent were his targets to win over. Recently, the Sword Sect of the Eastern Continent had risen to prominence, now undeniably the number one sect of the Eastern Continent and seemingly even possessed the backing of the enforcement team's helmsman, Beichen Feng, an influence not to be underestimated. Although they might lack depth, their strength was formidable, comparable to that of a Super Sect.

While he pondered these things, he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings, following Chen Yuan into a small hut and couldn't help but ask, “Is this the place? Have we arrived?”

“Hmm, yes, we've arrived, right this way, please–the one-stop service is absolutely thorough.”

Chen Yuan bowed and gestured for him to enter.

Stabilizing his mind, Monk Wuyan raised his head high and stepped inside, but just the next second, his expression changed, a foul stench assaulting his nostrils, nearly making him vomit from the disgusting smell. This hut was not any secluded dwelling, but clearly a toilet filled with clumps of sticky black substances!

“Young benefactor, what is the meaning of this!”

“Why have you brought this poor monk here?”

A cold glint flashed in Wuyan's eyes as he spat out a few words through clenched teeth, his face turning an ugly shade of liver purple.

“Master, it seems you are here for the first time, not used to how things work, huh?”

“Let me tell you, this is a unique feature, a special product of our Sword Sect, which after months of my reforming has finally become completely automated. Here, this is for you, take it.”

Chen Yuan, missing the point in Wuyan's words, casually picked up a shovel and a mop from the door side and handed them over.

“What does this mean?”

Monk Wuyan was somewhat stunned; he was a monk from the Buddhist Saint Realm, already expressing his displeasure, and yet why did this person so smoothly hand him these two items?

“You monks are so wooden-headed, it must be from reading scriptures until you've gone stupid, not even knowing what these are for, just watch closely!”

Chen Yuan, inwardly speechless, grabbed Wuyan and walked to the center of the toilet, his hands swinging the shovel deftly, swiftly and accurately scooping up clumps of sticky substance and depositing them into a formation in the corner of the wall, then swiftly used the mop to clean the floor till it was spotlessly shiny.

After a series of actions, Chen Yuan stopped and proclaimed with a face full of pride, “You shouldn't be too envious. Practice makes perfect, don't expect to achieve something right at the start. Step by step is the way to go. For us experts who have been struggling at the forefront for years, our experience is beyond your imagination!”

“Let me put it this way, I've been in this line of work for almost a year now. Now when I walk on the street, I can tell by just a sniff where do I need to shovel from, and how much force to use to shovel; mastering it to perfection!”

“Keep up the good work, and you'll be able to do it too!”

Chen Yuan patted Monk Wuyan on the shoulder and said laughingly.

He felt his movements were really like flowing clouds and flowing water, textbook level.

Monk Wuyan couldn't bear it any longer, he was furiously enraged, a surge of blood-red brilliance swirling around him, and the intent to kill overwhelming. The majesty of the Saint Realm was undeniably revealed. In a flash, Chen Yuan felt as if he was plunged into a crimson world, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood before him, millions lying dead.

“This… this… a Saint Realm expert!”

“You are a high monk from the Buddhist Sect in the Saint Realm!”

Chen Yuan's head buzzed, the visitor was actually a Saint Realm expert. Considering what he had said about wanting to speak with the Sword Sect Sect Master, it was very likely he had matters of great importance to discuss. And Chen Yuan had brought such a powerful figure into the toilet, even showcasing how to 'shovel poop at lightspeed'?

Cold sweat dripped down frenetically, his scalp tingling. The wrath of a Saint Realm expert was not something he could withstand, nor could many in his sect.

“This monk merely wishes to meet the Sect Master to discuss some important matters. Why do you, this scoundrel, repeatedly insult this monk? Do you really think the Buddhist Sect has no one!”

“Today, I shall rectify what is proper, slay demons and subdue evil, to uphold the dignity of our Buddhist Sect!”

Wuyan swung his Zen Staff horizontally, preparing to strike down this detestable junior before him. Suddenly, a Galaxy Sword descended from the void, blocking his attack. Simultaneously, a faint voice carried over, “As a revered monk of the Buddhist Sect, you enter my Sword Sect to commit murder. What exactly are you trying to do? Is it because you think my Sword Sect has no one to respond!”

Ying Diao emerged from the starry river, his face still wearing his signature dull expression, his gaze cold.

Ever since Wuyan entered the Eastern Continent, he had received the news. However, he deliberately never met him, wanting to bait him a little. Unexpectedly, Chen Yuan, this joker, actually led the opponent into the toilet, aiding heaven's cause. No matter what this Buddhist Sect high monk had come to discuss, ultimately he was the one who initiated hostilities in the Sword Sect, and even targeted a junior, thus losing the advantage and initiative.

Now, he could take the initiative in today's talk.

“Amitabha, are you the Sect Master Ying Diao of the Sword Sect?”

“This monk also wants to inquire why your Sword Sect insulted me, sending Sect Disciples to lead me into such a filthy place!”

Monk Wuyan was fuming, so it turned out that the Sword Sect Sect Master had been on the side all along, watching the scene unfold before intervening just as he couldn't restrain himself and erupted. However, it was just a casual sword strike that blocked his attack. Obviously, he too had stepped into the Saint Realm, which did not align with the rumors heard before – the Sword Sect Sect Master was very strong!

Ying Diao's unreactive face showed no emotion as he stated calmly, “I'm not sure what you are talking about. I only perceive that you led my Sword Sect Disciple into this secluded place with ill intentions. The Buddhist Sect, indeed, seems like a haven for harboring filth!”

Chapter end

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