White-Robed Chief
chapter-788

The residence appeared normal on the outside, but a foul stench oozed from the courtyard.

The courtyard had five entrances; the front courtyard, the inner courtyard with three entrances and the backyard.

The backyard and front courtyard were fine. However, the inner courtyard with three entrances in the middle was splashed with feces and could not be inhabited. What angered him further was that the study had been thoroughly ransacked and damaged. All of the books had been taken away and the empty bookshelf laid on the floor.

Chu Li gritted his teeth. He had read Sun Jizhi's thoughts in the Flying Cloud Restaurant earlier and he did not see this. Chu Li only saw that Sun Jizhi would send someone here to search his belongings.

The latter's subordinates took the liberty to trash his residence out of spite.

Chu Li took a deep breath and pushed his anger aside. One day, he would exact his revenge.

Chu Li went to the backyard and walked toward a gazebo on the artificial hill. He sat on the stone table in the gazebo, crossed his legs and remained still, giving off a serious and dignified vibe. Then, Chu Li resumed cultivating the Scripture of Great Light.

Once he was done cultivating the Scripture of Great Light, it would mean that he had cultivated three scriptures at the same time, and this would hasten his progress.

The Divine Light Body quadrupled Chu Li's strength and powers when he successfully cultivated it. In contrast to his past self, he could overpower Fang Qingyang if they crossed paths. 

His abilities were already akin to that of a priest.

Nonetheless, priests did not just rely on martial arts but effort as well. They had to scale the ranks gradually in order to serve the masses.

The disciples of the Holy Church of Light depended on an equal measure of martial arts and effort to get promoted.

If he could build the Radiance Clan on his own and support it, Chu Li had the potential to be promoted to the next level and become an inner mountain disciple.

After that, he would become a branch leader, then a patrol, then an altar leader and lastly, a priest. Thinking of this raised his spirits.

Suddenly, he realized that he had really become Zhao Dahe. All of his ideas were based on Zhao Dahe's thought process and he nearly abandoned his original thoughts. It was true that this Heavenly Demonic Power was unique and it could turn the tables around.

When he cultivated, a whole night only lasted a few seconds.

Chu Li woke up at dawn. Kou Qiong and his two companions were already standing in front of the gazebo.

They were haggard and disheveled as if they had returned to their earlier state in the underground dungeon.

When Chu Li opened his eyes, the three men quickly cupped their fists and bowed. "Greetings, Clan Leader!"

Chu Li glanced at them nonchalantly. "You have decided to return at last?"

"Clan Leader, we were wrong!" The three men prostrated themselves immediately and their heads almost touched the ground.

They went through an experience that was worse than death.

It occurred every two hours and lasted for an hour. Within one night, they endured excruciating pain several times as if they were trapped in hell. They did not dare to be ignorant again and had a narrow escape.

Chu Li scoffed. "If you weren't useful, I would have crippled you!"

"We'll definitely obey your orders, Clan Leader!" The three men were terrified.

The torture and agony that they went through last night was nothing compared to losing their martial arts prowess. If they were crippled as well, they would rather be dead.

"I shall spare your lives, but you still have to be punished. I'll release you all tomorrow. Get to work now!" Chu Li waved his arm.

He did not like these three fellows. They were either corrupt or cunning and far from benevolent. It was useless to treat them with kindness; thus authority was the most effective method.

"Yes." The three men nodded helplessly.

They were quick-witted individuals. When they saw the residence' condition, they got people to clean the place. It took them the whole morning to get the area sorted out.

During the day, they were no different from other people. They did not suffer from any pain and their work was not disrupted. When night fell, they experienced the agony again and wailed while rolling around on the floor.

Chu Li ignored their cries completely and focused on practicing martial arts.

He did not hear anything from the Windstorm Association and the Roaring Tiger Clan. Chu Li knew that they must be looking for a Master to kill him. That Master must be someone from the White Tiger Sect.

…

It was midnight and the moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the land beneath it.

The Roaring Tiger Clan was a residence with five entrances. It bathed in moonlight and looked like it was in a deep slumber.

All of a sudden, a long roar disturbed the tranquil night and woke the Roaring Tiger Clan up.

Next, a voice could be heard. "The Holy Church of Light, the Radiance Clan, and Zhao Dahe are here. To all the useless idiots of the Roaring Tiger Clan, get your *ss moving and greet them!"

The voice spread out like a wave, fanning out and slithering to every corner of the Roaring Tiger Clan. Half of Gale City could even hear this voice.

The disciples of the Roaring Tiger Clan quickly got up and rushed towards the official residence. A few disciples who guarded the clan split in half and ran outside to come face to face with Chu Li.

Chu Li stood outside the Roaring Tiger Clan with both hands behind his back. He was dressed in white and had a long sword with him. 

Unfortunately, his looks had betrayed his intentions. His handsome face made him look like a character from a painting or a poem.

The twelve disciples surrounded him and there were three Grandmasters among them.

Chu Li scanned them and shook his head. "Bunch of good-for-nothings!"

An old man with a gravelly voice scoffed. "Zhao Dahe, what is it that you want?"

"I couldn't sleep at night, so I came over to have a look." Chu Li snorted. "A bunch of good-for-nothings, indeed!"

"Watch your tongue!" The old man sneered. "Don't blame us for your insolence. Attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pounced on Chu Li. The other two Grandmasters and nine Perfected Innate disciples followed suit.

Chu Li vanished on the spot. His Time Steps were similar to Imminent Skyline.

He appeared behind a Perfected Innate disciple and sent the man flying with one punch. Again, Chu Li disappeared and attacked another person when he reappeared. 

These Perfected Innate disciples could not defend themselves against Chu Li's attacks. All of them were sent flying and was severely wounded when they landed on the ground. Their White Tiger Power was simply no match for Chu Li's Divine Fist of Great Light.

"These useless fellows are an eyesore. I'll take care of them before I take care of the three of you." Chu Li scoffed. "This is the best you can offer, yet you claim to dominate Gale City. What a joke!"

He finished talking and landed a blow on the old man.

"Bang!" The old man received the blow and took two steps back, but his expression did not change. 

Chu Li shook his head. "The White Tiger Power makes one impervious against attacks. Let's see how long this will last."

He spoke and punched violently. Banging sounds filled the air and the three men were forced backward. They could not get in close proximity to Chu Li.

"Bang bang bang bang…" Chu Li did not believe in the effectiveness of the White Tiger Power.

He delivered fifty punches at once.

"Phssh!" The old man spat blood without warning and his expression sank.

Chu Li smiled and dealt another blow. The old man flew back like a rag doll and landed on the ground with a loud thud. There was no movement from him and he was unconscious.

The other two middle-aged men growled furiously and punched at the same time.

They knew perfectly well that if they remained passive and took the blows, they would end up like the old man.

"Roar…" The roars of a tiger were heard and the two men raised their fists.

Chu Li immediately disappeared from his original position and reappeared behind the two men. Before they could react, two blows landed on their backs respectively.

"Stop!" Someone yelled. A tall and thin figure approached them abruptly.

"Roar…" The ferocious roars shook the sky as if actual tigers had appeared. A blow was directed at Chu Li and the fist swiftly came into contact with his chest. 

Chu Li counter-attacked with punches.

"Bang!" He took a step back.

Chu Li regarded this tall and thin man with furrowed brows. The man was average-looking, but his eyes were round and bright as if they could set someone on fire.

"Are you from the White Tiger Sect?" Chu Li asked disdainfully.

"Tan Hu from the White Tiger Sect!" The tall and thin man announced and attacked with his fist.

"Roar…" The roar of a tiger resounded throughout the area and the fist force arrived before Chu Li's eyes without regard for space.

Chu Li vanished and materialized behind Tan Hu.

Tan Hu banged against Chu Li with his back.

"Ting…" The tip of Chu Li's sword pierced Tan Hu's back. However, it was as hard as a rock.

A huge force spread from the sword's body and Chu Li retreated to avoid it.

An emboldened Tan Hu turned around and delivered a punch with immense power

Chu Li defended himself with the Divine Fist of Great Light.