She was completely enraged. How dare that bald monk hurt Ah Xu?

Luo Wenxin's mouth gaped open in shock. "What's wrong with Consultant Ruan? He seems to have suddenly become very fierce."

Qiao Song: "Isn't this great? This is what Consultant Ruan's abilities are all about, right? My god, she's amazing! She's so cool, I admire her so much!"

Luo Wenxin sighed: "What's so good about it? I suspect that her mind has been affected by the resentment released by the bald monk... If that's the case, it's really bad."

Qiao Song: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Luo Wenxin glanced at the crowd behind her and silently shut her mouth.

On the other side, the Compassionate Monk was already struggling to hold her own after a dozen or so moves against Mingzhuo. Was she insane?

In desperation, he flung out his Buddhist prayer beads, trying to force Mingzhuo back. "You know what's inside these prayer beads. If I release them all, you'll immediately go berserk..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mingzhuo grabbed his collar and crushed the remaining few prayer beads in his hand with his own hands.

"Isn't it just resentment?"

The compassionate monk looked at the few prayer beads with shock and heartache; they were his last remaining possessions!

"Are you crazy?" He had barely opened his mouth when a slap landed on his face.

In the next few seconds, he suffered horrific treatment!

Mingzhuo slapped Cibei more than a dozen times without stopping, making Cibei see stars and his face swell up instantly.

The sound of slapping echoed incessantly, and everyone stared at her in shock. My god, that's brutal!

"Zhuozhuo," Gu Xu couldn't help but say, "Be careful your hands don't hurt."

Mingzhuo then stopped, shook his wrist, and sure enough, his palm was already red. "I forgot that force is mutual. I should have slapped him with my sword."

The compassionate monk, his face swollen like a pig's head, looked at her in horror. "Again?"

"Don't push your luck!"

Mingzhuo: "I said I'd make sure you suffer endless losses in the future, and I mean it!"

"Advisor Ruan is a man of his word, and his words are as firm as a rock!" Qiao Song exclaimed dramatically. Of course, his fists were also as firm as a rock, giving him a great sense of security.

Everyone: "..."

There's no need to flatter like that.

The compassionate monk witnessed all the resentment released behind him enter Mingzhuo's body. He tried to widen his swollen eyes, but he couldn't see anything unusual about Mingzhuo.

He was overcome with grief and indignation: "Who are you? Who are you people?"

Why is it that one can dispel the resentment, while the other can absorb so much resentment and still remain clear-headed?

Mingzhuo: "I am your father!"

The compassionate monk looked humiliated, then sat cross-legged and began chanting incantations.

He had no intention of escaping the Soul Refining Array; he wanted everyone to perish with him!

The formation suddenly activated, radiating a brilliant red light, and began to refine the living people inside.

Everyone was terrified and started screaming and howling. In that instant, some people wondered if killing Mingzhuo would end it all...

Mingzhuo followed the several malicious gazes, then calmly looked away. "Axu, stand further back, be careful the sword energy doesn't hurt you."

She is never afraid of being hated, because even if people hate her, she can only keep it to herself!

A sudden gust of wind arose from the flat ground, forming a vortex. Mingzhuo made hand seals and chanted incantations, then raised his hand and slashed his sword towards the sky.

The red light gradually dissipated, and the compassionate monk coughed up a mouthful of blood from his heart; this time, his very essence had been damaged.

He looked at Mingzhuo in disbelief, "You..."

His head lolled to the side, and he fell silent. This time, he was truly bound to the Soul Refining Array; the array was destroyed and he died.

"Murder! Murder! You've killed someone!" One of the diners screamed upon witnessing the scene.

These diners had been hiding in their private room and refusing to come out. Although they were later threatened by the compassionate monk, they did not witness the ruthless killing and still naively believed that the two sides had simply not communicated well.

Now that the monk is dead, he feels that Mingzhuo is a murderer and can't help but shout it out.

Mingzhuo frowned slightly, and was about to say that if he killed him, he would kill him. Did he have a problem with that?

Gu Xu stopped her, his gaze sweeping coldly across the crowd. "Who said that?"

His voice was icy cold. "This wicked monk has transformed himself into the core of the formation, intending to refine everyone. He will surely die if the formation is broken, but he can live if it isn't. Are you planning to use your life to fill the formation?"

With a whoosh, the crowd parted instantly. Although they hadn't suffered, they weren't stupid.

Most people could still see the situation clearly. The evil monk was using a ferocious crocodile to threaten them, showing that he didn't care about human lives at all. When the red light was at its peak, many people noticed headaches and couldn't imagine whether they would survive if the evil monk continued.

At this point, to stand on the moral high ground and accuse Mingzhuo of murder is simply insane.

The crowd parted, leaving the middle-aged man who had just spoken standing there.

He had a strong sense of pride and continued to argue, "I didn't say anything wrong! It was you who caused trouble, which dragged us into this! Otherwise, the monk wouldn't have done this!"

Cai Wenhua was furious. "Say that again if you dare, or do you believe I'll let a crocodile bite you to death right now?"

The middle-aged man glanced at his crippled appearance with disdain, not believing that he had the ability to control those crocodiles.

Cai Wenhua: "..."

I'm so angry! I'm so angry I feel like I'm going to vomit blood!

Mingzhuo glanced at him, wondering what he was so angry about. It seemed like it had nothing to do with him. Besides, wasn't he the same kind of person as this middle-aged man before?

After thinking for a moment, she simply grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar.

The middle-aged man then became frightened and exclaimed in alarm, "What...what do you want to do? I'm sorry, okay?"

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