Chapter 738
Author: Sammy X
last update2026-09-23 00:00:39

Iris could not understand how the murderous look Elijah had worn moments ago had disappeared so completely.

The man standing before her now looked almost the same as the one who had travelled with them through Galecrest, calm and unreadable, as though he had not just killed nearly every Zenith woman around them.

Who exactly was he?

Her eyes drifted past him towards the bodies scattered across the snow, and she immediately shut them again.

“Mr. Elijah…” Her
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    Before Elijah could make sense of the power bearing down on him, a voice came from somewhere within the cavern.“Jin, you can’t possibly be scaring the boy. Are you?”The pressure vanished. Something unseen swept through the chamber like a wave, passing over Elijah and carrying the crushing force away. His knees struck the ground, and he caught himself with one hand as air finally rushed back into his lungs.He took several deep breaths before raising his head.A young man stood between him and the monk, several metres away. Elijah had neither seen nor sensed him arrive.The newcomer looked to be in the prime of his youth, handsome and untouched by age. Long dark hair fell freely down his back. His robes were loose and layered, with wide sleeves and an ancient style that seemed completely out of place in this modern world.Elijah looked around the cavern. He had heard no footsteps from the passage and seen no movement through it. Nothing had warned him of anyone approaching. The spa

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    “Must the path before you always be cleared by violence, child? Even when restraint is offered, your feet still choose violence as though no other path exists.”Elijah glanced back at the old man, then at the disciples lying across the cavern floor. Their lack of cultivation had left them vulnerable to his needles, but every one of them was still breathing.“You’re different from every other monk I’ve met in this life,” Elijah said. “They are what I would expect.”The old man remained silent as Elijah turned fully towards him.“Monks don’t normally walk the same path as martial arts practitioners. Most avoid worldly conflict entirely, and even those who train their bodies don’t cultivate the kind of strength used throughout our martial arts world. Against a real practitioner, men like these would eventually fall.”His attention moved from the disciples to the unusually large strand of prayer beads resting around the old monk’s neck.“But you are nothing like them.”Elijah had spent t

  • Chapter 747

    Elijah moved the moment the younger monks did, backing away to give himself room to read their first attacks. They crowded him before he could get far. One seized the front of his torn shirt with both hands, while another reached in from the side for his arm.Before the second monk could close his grip, Elijah drove the edge of his foot into the joint beside the man’s knee. The leg buckled, sending him stumbling sideways and giving Elijah room to turn on the disciple still holding his shirt. His fist rose from close range and caught the young monk beneath the jaw. Blood sprayed from the man’s mouth as his head snapped back, his hands tearing free of Elijah’s clothes before he landed several steps away.Elijah slipped through the gap between the remaining disciples and put several metres between himself and the group. When he turned, neither of the monks he had struck was out of the fight.He could sense no cultivation energy from either of them, and their bodies had yielded where

  • Chapter 746

    Elijah stayed where he had landed, watching the old monk replace the stopper in his wine gourd and set it beside him.Once the gourd was down, the monk spoke.“You have taken many lives with those hands, child. Even beneath Buddha’s mercy, there is sorrow for those whose journeys are cut short before their appointed time, forced from one life into the next by another man’s will rather than the natural turning of their path. All life is precious beneath Buddha’s gaze, yet wherever your feet have carried you, death has followed closely behind.”His fingers moved over the smaller strand of prayer beads wrapped around his hand.“You kill one because he killed first, then kill another because resentment tells you the balance remains unsettled. In this manner, the path of vengeance continues without end. You will kill and kill until one day you meet another whose strength is enough to shut that path you follow.”The monk regarded him without a change in expression. “This vengeance you cling

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    It took Elijah Langston several moments to process the monk’s words. He stepped closer, his brows drawing together as he tried to make sense of it.“No, that can’t be right. Alaric Voss died and was buried here by his loyal disciples. They took their own lives to protect the secret of this tomb.”Another thought stopped him. “Wait a moment. What exactly is your definition of living? When you say he never died, what do you mean?”Elijah remembered how the old man had spoken during their previous encounter. To him, death seemed to be another turn along an endless road, with Buddha guiding one life towards the next. Perhaps his idea of living was just as different from his own.“Living…” the monk repeated quietly as his hand closed slightly.The smaller strand of prayer beads, which had hung loosely around his palm, tightened at once around his hand.“To draw breath is not necessarily to live, child. The beast breathes, the tree breathes beneath Heaven, and even a man buried beneath ign

  • Chapter 743

    The sound of the blast travelled through the cave and came back in broken echoes from somewhere deep within. The Zenith juniors were the first to rush through the opening, but they slowed when they found Rowan standing alone near the edge of the abyss, staring beneath the rope bridge. “Senior Sister Rowan…?” one of them called. The others looked from her to the bridge and around the cavern, trying to understand where the noise had come from. Rowan gave them no answer. Her fist remained clenched at her side, and a faint twitch in her face betrayed the calm she was trying to maintain. Iris arrived moments later with the senior disciples close behind her. “What was that noise?” Lexi asked, searching the cavern with her eyes. No one answered. Iris was already looking for Elijah. Her gaze moved over the women around her, and the confusion on her face gave way to fear when she realised he was missing. “Mr. Elijah…?” Her voice weakened. “Where is Mr. Elijah?” She hurried towards

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