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Chapter 309: 215: Setting Off and Holy Sect Sect Leader

Early morning.

The first rays of the rising sun.

The sunlight spreads over the clear spring, reflecting a stream of colorful light.

“Hoo—”

Chen Sheng sat alone on the mountain peak, taking a deep breath.

The warm air met with low temperature, quickly condensing into a large white fog around the mountain top, giving it an ethereal look.

Slowly opening his eyes.

Chen Sheng looked at the muscles on his arm, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

His body was getting stronger.

His reliance on sleep was getting lower and lower.

He still maintains the habit of sleeping now, mostly because of his twenty-year habit, which is hard to adapt to all at once. Last night,

Chen Sheng woke up after only an hour of sleep.

With nothing to do, he simply went to the top of the mountain and used his spiritual power to repel the assimilation of the Thunder Spirit.

After teaching Chen Danggui a lesson last night, his soul had slightly upgraded.

Now,

His muscles had repelled 50% of the assimilation of the Thunder Spirit.

However ,

Chen Sheng still felt that it was a pity.

If it weren’t for the need to visit the Holy Sect next,

he wouldn’t mind teaching Chen Danggui every day, and at the same time allowing his soiritual Dower to grow.

On the other hand, once in the Holy Sect, there would be a lot of people.

Maybe he could find something else to help his spiritual power grow even faster.

Thud!

With this thought,

Chen Sheng clenched his hand in the air.

It was as if a bomb had exploded at the peak of the mountain.

The explosion tore through the skyline, instantly causing countless birds to scatter.

Chen Sheng’s mouth curled up slightly.

At this point, he didn’t mind having more people blocking his path.

Some people just asked for trouble, so he had no choice but to kill them, right?

“It’s about time.”

Chen Sheng looked at the skyline. In the form of a blazing golden fireball, the sun had already shown its prominence.

By agreement,

it would be around this time that Vermilion Bird would contact Chen Sheng again.

With a kick,

Chen Sheng soared through the skyline.

He leaped down towards the ground.

Soon, he had reached the side of the clear spring. White Tiger was still fast asleep.

Chen Sheng glanced at it.

Its fur ball on its back seemed to have grown slightly larger.

Maybe it was due to the passage of time, or maybe it was because Chen Sheng fed it spirit medicine.

But at present,

White Tiger hadn’t shown any abnormalities.

Chen Sheng decided to study it further after a while.

Now thinking, he went to the fire by the side. Chen Sheng picked up his phone.

Dingling—

As luck would have it, the notification sound rang.

He looked at the screen, and it was a message from Vermilion Bird.

There was not much on it, just a location sharing.

Chen Sheng clicked to check.

Huh?

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

For the current trip, the destination was the hiding place of the Sect Master of the Holy Sect.

He had thought it would be in a more remote location.

Unexpectedly, it was in Kyoto City, just somewhat secluded.

However, upon further thought, Chen Sheng was relieved.

Although outwardly, the Holy Sect was like a street rat, pursued by the Wu’an

Bureau and the Martial Arts Association,

Respected Elder, Holy Sect Sect Leader, Li Wuji.

They were all the same person.

Hiding in the Kyoto area was actually reasonable.

Seeing this,

Chen Sheng didn’t delay any further.

“Let’s go.”

He picked up White Tiger and headed straight towards Kyoto.

White Tiger was still dreaming when suddenly hearing Chen Sheng’s call, it hadn’t fully woken up yet.

As a result, in the next second, a fierce wind blew in front of their faces and filled their ears.

“Awoo—”

The fierce wind scared White Tiger into howling, and it took a long time to recover.

Chen Sheng’s speed was very fast.

In a few breaths, he had successfully left the mountain ranges.

Passing through Datian Village,

Chen Sheng carefully sensed the surroundings.

As expected,

Chen Danggui, the little girl, was already up and practicing kung fu before the sky had even brightened.

Chen Sheng could hear her rapid breathing.

And the incessant complaints of Mother Chen to Chen Danggui. With the corners of his mouth slightly raised,

Chen Sheng had no intention of saying goodbye to Chen Danggui.

At least… it wasn’t the right time now.

He moved on.

In less than 10 minutes, he had entered the Kyoto urban area.

As for White Tiger,

Chen Sheng placed it down as he passed by Yihe Gate.

White Tiger’s size was too conspicuous and not suitable for appearing in the urban area.

At this time,

In some small cities, it would usually be relatively quiet.

But Kyoto was different.

At this time, the streets were filled with merchants coming and going with their goods, as well as old men and women out for early morning strolls and breakfast.

Chen Sheng slowed down, so as not to create too much disturbance.

He silently passed through one street after another, not startling anyone.

Soon, he arrived at the agreed meeting place with Vermilion Bird.

Wang’s Baked Cake.

As soon as Chen Sheng arrived, he found Vermilion Bird’s presence.

She was wearing a red outfit, looking very eye-catching. Even in the crowded breakfast shop, she stood out remarkably.

“Hey, Old Chen!

When Chen Sheng looked at Vermilion Bird, she also noticed his presence.

Hurriedly swallowing the baked cake in her mouth, Vermilion Bird stood up

flamboyantly and waved her hands at Chen Sheng.

Her cry,

suddenly directed the attention of many people in the breakfast shop towards Chen Sheng.

Fortunately, Chen Sheng was wearing a mask and a hooded jumper, so he wasn’t worried about being recognized.

However, he was somewhat speechless about Vermilion Bird’s blatant behavior.

According to Li Wuji’s plan,

a fake identity had already been prepared for Chen Sheng in advance, and his appearance would need to be changed.

But so far, Chen Sheng had not received any information about the fake identity.

Originally, he planned to act low-key and not attract attention.

But Vermilion Bird’s move had completely ruined his plans.

Two people, one bright red, one pitch black, standing together , they were remarkably eye-catching no matter how you looked at them.

“Did you have any brain injury when you were young, one that couldn’t be healed by practicing martial arts?”