Chapter 485 — Clash at the Golden Peak
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Above the mountains all around, from temple after temple, demon clouds came rolling up in billows, and one after another the high monks of the demon clans mounted cloud and mist and came flying toward the Golden Peak, reeking of killing intent. Xing An's aura was so overpowering that nearly every monk of Little Leiyin Temple knew a formidable enemy had arrived, and so they hurried over.
Xing An stood upon the Golden Peak of Little Leiyin Temple as though he had entered an unpeopled land, paying no heed to the many demon high monks rushing toward him, and said with a smile, "Why must you all come to die? On this mountain, only one man is meant to die—the great physician Shen.
Physician Shen, let us settle the debt between us first. " Ban Gongcuo was overjoyed. Bracing both hands against the ground, he crawled two steps forward, raised his head, and snarled, "Great Physician Shen, Senior Brother Xing An is calling you—why don't you come up and die? " Jing Yan looked at Xu Shenghua and said softly, "Young Master.
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" Xu Shenghua frowned deeply; in a situation like this he too was at a loss.
Little Tathagata could not bear to let the experts of Little Leiyin Temple throw their lives away, and would certainly not lend aid. And his own cultivation was far too inferior to Xing An's—he was of no use at all. Shen Mu raised a hand to stop the Xuanliao Demon Ape, which was about to charge forward, and stepped up, probing, "Senior Brother Xing An, if I help you rid yourself of the hidden ailment in your fleshly body, may I be spared death?
" As though he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, Ban Gongcuo burst out laughing. "Little Shen, you're dreaming in broad daylight. .
. " "Fine.
" Xing An was overjoyed.
"If you can remove my hidden affliction, there is no harm in my letting you go. " Ban Gongcuo was struck dumb.
He twisted his head around and stammered, "Senior Brother Xing An is joking. .
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isn't he? " Xu Shenghua was likewise dumbstruck, and for a long while could not collect himself. Xing An said unhurriedly, "It is not that I must kill him. To me, it is only natural that prey should resist. Last time he joined forces with a crowd of experts, wounded me, and forced me to withdraw—in truth, I admired it greatly.
But if Physician Shen wishes not to die, he must return those body parts of mine. " Shen Mu answered just as readily, "Fine! Only, some of those parts I have already returned to their owners.
" With that he brought out the True Dragon's Lair and took out the assortment of arms and legs within.
"No matter. You returned them to their owners; I will simply go and take them back. " Xing An stepped forward and examined them one by one. When he came to the leg Shen Mu had poisoned, he could not help hesitating.
He raised his head and looked at Shen Mu, his gaze flickering. "This leg seems different from before.
Physician Shen, I too am skilled in the medical arts—this leg has certainly been tampered with. " Shen Mu stepped up and examined it, scratching his head.
"I grafted this leg onto someone else.
Look, here—the knife has been at it. " Xing An narrowed his eyes and studied his expression, but could truly find no flaw in it—yet he was genuinely wary of Shen Mu's medical skill. "Great Venerable One, I still owe you a leg. Attach this one first. " He tossed the poisoned leg to Ban Gongcuo.
Ban Gongcuo's face went sallow as wax, and he cried, "Shen, you poisoned this leg, didn't you? Give me one honest word!
Brother Xing An, can I just not take this leg? If I attach it I'll surely die!
Never mind that Shen has had his knife in it—I won't so much as touch the thing! " Xing An drew the leg back and said calmly, "I offered it to you; you refused. Then I owe you only one leg. " Ban Gongcuo gave a stifled grunt, torn with indecision, then said hastily, "Give it to me after all—let me first see whether it's poisoned. . .