novelraw Chapter 1840: Are You Pikachu’s Little Brother or Something?
Chapter 1840: Are You Pikachu’s Little Brother or Something?
"Where is Zhabu?"
Ye Chenfeng asked.
"Young Master Ye, we encountered a group of mysterious individuals who kidnapped Zhabu!"
Chu Fengyu said with difficulty.
Ye Tiankuang also spoke up, "Their target was only Lama Zhabu, otherwise we would all have perished here!"
"Who are they? Or what characteristics do they have?"
Ye Chenfeng frowned.
"They were all masked, but based on their moves and style, they should be from a mysterious force in the Divine Land, known as one of the three major hidden assassin organizations—the Divine Realm! They haven’t appeared for three hundred years, and yet, here they are."
Chu Fengyu explained, looking surprised.
Ye Tiankuang said, "Young Master Ye, Miss Zheng by your side is indeed from the Hidden Tower, one of the three major hidden assassin organizations. It is on par with the Divine Realm and Underworld Island. Yet, the Hidden Tower appears occasionally, while the Divine Realm and Underworld Island have not surfaced for three hundred years!"
"These three organizations are extremely terrifying, especially the strongest on Underworld Island who once assassinated entities at the Human Immortal Level!"
"How long have they been gone?"
Ye Chenfeng nodded in understanding and then asked.
"They left not long ago... heading in that direction!"
Chu Fengyu pointed to the west.
"Alright, you guys leave first!"
As the words fell, Ye Chenfeng disappeared immediately.
Reappearing, Ye Chenfeng arrived at a mountain range beside Songshan Mountain.
"Ever since leaving Shaolin, I don’t know if it’s due to the Buddha King or the Great Sleeping Divine Skill, but my Divine Consciousness has greatly improved, encompassing almost the entire Songshan Mountain in my perception. Huh? You are indeed here!"
Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Because he sensed Zhabu’s presence, and of course, other individuals as well.
Ye Chenfeng’s smile deepened at the corners of his mouth as he vanished from his original spot.
In the deep mountains, eight white figures sped like shooting stars, leaving behind trails of afterimages.
They were practically at the level of Instant Teleportation, crossing mountains and ridges in the blink of an eye.
Among them, one carried a person, none other than Grand Lama Zhabu.
"Amitabha, where are you patrons going?"
At this moment, a resonant voice echoed through the mountains, like a thunderbolt resonating in the ears of the eight individuals.
"Who?"
The eight’s movement halted abruptly, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
"Divine Realm? You’ve been absent for three hundred years? Now you show up—is it because you ran out of money and are looking for a side hustle?"
With the teasing voice, the eight individuals saw a person on a nearby tree gazing at them.
The eight wore white robes with golden thread, each face adorned with strange patterns, appearing extremely bizarre.
"You know us?"
One of them asked.
Ye Chenfeng crossed his arms and sneered, "You think you’re so mysterious? If you were truly that mysterious, I wouldn’t have found you so easily!"
"You..."
Instantly, the people from the Divine Realm were rendered speechless by Ye Chenfeng’s rebuttal.
"Ye Chenfeng, be sensible and move aside. The Divine Realm is not comparable to those lesser entities you’ve encountered!"
The people from the Divine Realm warned.
Ye Chenfeng grinned, "Since you’re so familiar with me, you must know everything—specifically targeting Zhabu!"
Ye Chenfeng scanned the crowd, saying, "How about this—tell me who sent you, and not only will I spare you, I’ll give you a complimentary chance to attend a Buddhist Scripture Class!"
Hearing this, the eight from the Divine Realm were almost about to explode.
Each face turned livid, being mocked by a mere youth despite their history as a fearsome hidden assassin organization across the Divine Land.
"Kid, you’re courting death!"
"Originally, our mission was only to take Zhabu, but now we’ve added another target—kill you!"
The Divine Realm assassins’ eyes flashed with bloodlust, their expressions changing starkly, filled with rage.
"Are you sure you want to kill me?"
Ye Chenfeng asked with a smile.
"Since the Divine Realm is emerging, we’ll start with you as an example to warn the world of our return!"
One of them was seething with killing intent, like boiling water.
Ye Chenfeng remained unfazed, a sinister curve at the corner of his mouth, "Are you feeling itchy like Pikachu’s little brother Pika?"
"Kill him!"
With the word, six of the eight from the Divine Realm suddenly became blurred, their bodies gradually dispersing, eventually disappearing from sight.
"Excellent, truly deserving of centuries-old assassin heritage, any single one possesses the strength of Asia’s top three assassins on the Red List!"
Ye Chenfeng praised without reservation.
The strength of these eight must at least be at the Red Leaf and Demon level, which means they could wreak havoc when dealing with four gatekeepers secretly.
But compared to the anomaly Zero, they are not of the same level.
Compared to Zero, it’s like a minor witch meeting a great sorcerer.
It can be said that Zero alone could single-handedly challenge the remaining ninety-nine of Asia’s top hundred assassins on the Red List.
Even though he is only one or two ranks away from Red Leaf and Demon, the strength gap is as vast as heaven and earth.
Far beyond what these Divine Realm assassins can compare!
"Heh? Does my Divine Realm compare to those common assassin ants?"
"Ye Family boy, this time you’ll experience what a true assassin is!"
The two Divine Realm assassins controlling Zhabu snorted coldly, looking proud.
They certainly have the prideful stamina to have stood the test of time for a millennium, passing down through generations.
This hidden sect is akin to an existence like the heavenly Divine Dragon—each member is exceptionally terrifying.
Once they emerge, they will exert boundless pressure on the Divine Land.
Even the Heaven Group is fearful...
The outside assassins are merely trifles; in the eyes of the Divine Realm, they are just ants.
The usual targets of overseas assassins are commercial tycoons and politicians.
While the Divine Realm targets for assassination are all Martial Arts experts, even Human Immortals and Western True Gods.
This disparity is like heaven and earth.
...
At a high point in the Shaolin Temple, a sweeping monk held a broom, quietly watching the distant horizon.
Behind him, Master Ku Ye stood silently.
"Uncle, even the Divine Realm has appeared, which is highly unusual."
After a long time, Ku Ye suddenly spoke.
The sweeping monk said indifferently, "There must be something that piques their interest!"
"These eight are powerful, but they encountered the son of Ye Chenfu!"
Master Ku Ye chuckled.
The sweeping monk nodded, not denying it.
"The son of Ye Chenfu is indeed unexpected; he broke through your ’marked territory’ in just half a day—a stunning talent!"
Master Ku Ye’s eyes were filled with awe.
The sweeping monk said, "It’s something even I didn’t anticipate, and I thought it could trap him!"
"Uncle, he’s becoming increasingly incomprehensible. Amitabha!"
Master Ku Ye seemed somewhat melancholic.
The sweeping monk’s gaze was clear, "Perhaps he comes from that legendary place."
"That legendary place?"
Master Ku Ye looked curious.