"So that's it. Does anyone know where Master Ku Xuan is now? I remember he disappeared alongside the Zen Temple."
Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but ask.
"Amitabha, my junior brother has already passed away."
"Amitabha!"
Ye Chenfeng bit his lip and chanted.
After all, he had some friendship with Ku Xuan, and it was largely because of Ku Xuan that he was able to leave the Ancient Tomb. Besides, he had learned Ku Xuan's Heavenly Dragon Roar.
But then Master Ku Ye's tone shifted: "However, before he passed, my junior brother entrusted me with something."
"To keep me by your side?"
Ye Chenfeng raised an eyebrow.
Master Ku Ye nodded, "Amitabha, you guessed correctly, that's exactly why I need to keep you here."
"Because I am filled with killing intent?"
Master Ku Ye nodded again.
"To help cleanse this killing intent from me?"
Master Ku Ye nodded.
"Was Monk Wu Ying sent by you?"
"Yes!"
"Was it all to lure me here?"
"Yes!"
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