After the true energy returned to the lower and middle dantian, these strands of heaven and earth power drilled into Chu Qinghe's dantian.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Chixing, the Sweeping Monk, and Pang Ban and others in the distance all sensed the existence of the power of heaven and earth anew.
Instantly, everyone frantically circulated their true essence, trying to gather as much power of heaven and earth as possible to surround themselves.
How could Zhao Min, with her cultivation level, clearly see the battle between Meng Chixing and the Sweeper Monk?
Naturally, they couldn't possibly understand the sweeping monk's intentions as clearly as Chu Qinghe, Shui Mu Yin Ji, and Lian Xing did.
But Zhao Min is not stupid.
Given Chu Qinghe's sudden and intimidating actions, and considering the location of the Sweeper Monk and Meng Chixing, how could Zhao Min not understand what was going on?
Seeing that Chu Qinghe had actually intimidated Meng Chixing and the Sweeper Monk, Zhao Min was also surprised.
Based on the intelligence and sharpness Chu Qinghe displayed over the past few times and during their conversation just now, Zhao Min was now certain.
If they were enemies, Chu Qinghe's threat level would even be greater than that of the Northern Shaolin Temple.
Thinking of this, Zhao Min's first thought was still to recruit them.
They found absolutely no reason to recruit them.
In this life, what people seek is nothing more than fame, fortune, power, and beautiful women.
But with Chu Qinghe's strength, fame, fortune, and power are within easy reach.
Moreover, given that Chu Qinghe's identity is currently unknown, it's unlikely that Zhao Min would be able to attract him with fame and fortune as leverage.
As for beauties...
Zhao Min immediately thought of herself.
Then he turned his head and glanced at Chu Qinghe.
After her gaze lingered on Chu Qinghe's face for a moment, Zhao Min felt that sacrificing herself was not only not a loss, but seemed to be a gain.
But then, Zhao Min raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Shuimu Yinji and Lianxing and the other girls beside Chu Qinghe. Zhao Min felt that she seemed to lack competitiveness.
For a moment, Zhao Min, who had been racking her brains without finding a solution, couldn't help but furrow her brows.
Chu Qinghe and the others were unaware of what Zhao Min was thinking.
Qu Feiyan, who had also come to her senses, looked at Chu Qinghe and asked, "Young Master, did that sweeping monk come for Zhao Min or for us?"
In response to Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "They're most likely after her."
After receiving confirmation from Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan asked in confusion, "If that's the case, why did you step in to help her, young master?"
Chu Qinghe said lazily, "I only said that it's highly likely they're after her, not that it's certain. What if Zhao Min is just a decoy, and they're actually after us?"
Chu Qinghe wasn't familiar with the sweeping monk, so how could he possibly know the sweeping monk's specific thoughts and plans?
At most, it's just a rough guess.
If the Sweeping Monk realizes he can't defeat Meng Chixing and turns to her side to grab Qu Feiyan and the other women or Lianxing, it's not impossible that Shuimu Yinji would consider making Chu Qinghe a free henchman.
Just take precautions and prevent the Sweeping Monk from having any unrealistic or reckless ideas.
Suddenly, Lin Shiyin spoke up: "According to what you said, young master, that sweeping monk is no match for Meng Chixing?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "What I said before was not necessarily true, but now, I'm afraid we really are no match for them."
Previously, the Sweeping Monk had fallen into a disadvantageous position. In order to break free from Meng Chixing's blockade, he rushed towards Chu Qinghe's side first. During the exchange, he was unable to dissipate the residual energy and true essence in the opponent's attack.
Although the Sweeper Monk had condensed his essence, energy, and spirit, and his physical strength had been greatly enhanced under the nourishment of the power of heaven and earth, he was still facing Meng Chixing.
After forcibly enduring all that energy and true essence, the Sweeper Monk had already suffered some internal injuries.
If we had taken advantage of Meng Chixing's momentary distraction to catch him off guard and injure him, the situation might still be uncertain.
However, the Sweeper Monk was a beat too slow and failed to launch a surprise attack.
Nowadays.
One side is completely unharmed, while the other has hidden injuries.
If the fight continues, the outcome is predictable.
And the facts were just as Chu Qinghe had imagined.
As the battle between the two continued, the injuries in the Sweeper Monk's body began to worsen significantly due to the repeated shocks from the fight.
As his injuries worsened, the Sweeper Monk's movements, the speed of his internal energy circulation, and even the amount of energy gathered around him were all affected.
If the Sweeper Monk was merely slightly passive when he was at a disadvantage earlier, then he was just that.
In the current state, the Sweeper Monk is completely suppressed by Meng Chixing.
And as time goes on, this situation will only intensify further.
Meng Chixing clearly noticed this situation, and his attacks became more frequent and fierce than before.
Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later.
After the Sweeper Monk and Meng Chixing clashed palms once more, the powerful shock caused the Sweeper Monk to cough up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Meng Chixing stomped his right foot on the ground, leaping into the air. His true essence surged and condensed into a palm shadow nearly five zhang in size, which he then slammed down on the sweeping monk on the ground.
Feeling the palm shadow pressing down on him from the air, the Sweeping Monk shouted loudly, and with his true essence, he once again condensed a golden bell nearly ten feet in size and seemingly solid, covering himself.
As the golden bell slowly rotated, streams of energy rapidly spread out from the Sweeper Monk as the center.
However, just as this enormous palm shadow slammed down, the moment it touched the golden bell, the surging force and sweeping pressure caused the ground within a ten-foot radius around the Sweeper Monk to drop by nearly a foot.
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