You Rebel

Monk Xuanye jumped up in anger and pointed at Monk Xuanting's nose. "You rebel, I raised you for dozens of years. How dare you betray me?"

"Amitabha. You old hunchback, aren't you ashamed of saying that? I'm so old but I'm only at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. I was just a level one Foundation Establishment Cultivator a few decades ago. That's why I was willing to be your apprentice. Now, I don't need you anymore. Get lost." Monk Xuanting jumped up and pointed at his master's nose while cursing.

"Amitabha. Do you think I don't know that you can break through anytime and anywhere? Do you think I don't know you?" Monk Xuanye shouted angrily.

He knew his disciple well. Xuanting always dreamed of taking a sudden leap in his cultivation so that he could defeat his rivals who used to be his level. He wanted to shock everyone, so although his strength had reached a higher level, he was in no hurry to break through.

Xuanting did not feel guilty at all. He wanted Lin Yu to be his new master, and there was no need to hide. "So what? You d*mn hunchback!"

"Hum! First come, first serve. I knew Mr. Lin before you did, so naturally, even if you want to be his disciple, you'll have to queue behind me." Monk Xuanye started playing dirty.

At this moment, even Lin Yu, who was watching the show by the side, was shocked by their shamelessness.

Monk Xuanting was also furious. His master was more shameless than he was. He even wanted to be the apprentice of a teenager!

Lin Yu raised his head and took a sip of the gourd liquor in his hand. "Haha! Are you guys serious? However, I don't accept disciples. I only want slaves. If you two are willing, I can reluctantly accept you as my slaves," he said with a smile while raising his eyebrows slightly.

The faces of the two monks instantly stiffened. Xuanye was the fastest to react. He suddenly threw the Buddhist bead string in his hand onto the ground and said with a serious expression, "Mr. Lin, we were just joking earlier. I always joke with my disciples to liven up the atmosphere. This is a special way for us master and disciples to get along."

Monk Xuanting also pressed his palms together and said with a serious expression, "Amitabha. That's indeed the case. This is the special way I interact with my master. Mr. Lin, I have indeed offended you by making a joke on you. I apologize. Please forgive me."

Monk Xuanye's attitude immediately changed. He turned to Monk Xuanting and said, "I've expelled you from the Feiyun Temple."

Monk Xuan grew angry as well. He pressed his palms together and said, "Xuanye, I'm now the abbot of Feiyun Temple. I have the final say here. I hereby announce that you're expelled from the temple. Go, you are not welcome here!"

Lin Yu's face darkened. The two people in front of him were extremely shameless. They kept nagging like two noisy clowns.

"Alright, there's no time to lose. I have to leave. Xuanye, now it's time for you to fulfill your promise!" Lin Yu was somewhat impatient as he stood up and said.

Upon hearing this, Monk Xuanting looked at Xuanye in puzzlement. He didn't know the purpose of Lin Yu's coming here.

Monk Xuanye smiled and slowly said with a sigh, "Mr. Lin, I can lend you the Zenith Heaven Spell, but can you please not reveal it to others?"

"Haha! I won't follow your words, and you don't have the right to order me."

When Monk Xuanye heard Lin Yu's words, he instantly stood up straight, quickly raised his right leg, and gave Monk Xuanting a kick.

Monk Xuanting was sent flying far away and slammed onto the ground on his face.

"You rebel, hurry up and get the Zenith Heaven Spell! Don't you see Lin Yu is waiting?"

"Couldn't you talk nicely? Why did you have to kick me?" Monk Xuanting said grumpily as he struggled to get up. Only then did he know that Lin Yu was here for the Zenith Heaven Spell.

Now that the two people were both waiting for him to get the Zenith Heaven Spell, he could only do as he was told. He was especially afraid of Lin Yu. If he refused to get him the manual, he could kill him in the blink of an eye.

Monk Xuanting left the meditation room immediately.

Lin Yu cast his smiling gaze at Monk Xuanye, who immediately knew that something was amiss.

"Xuanye, I heard that you have many sariras. Find a few for me. It's not a big deal, right? Hahaha!"

"Amitabha. Sarira? Are you talking about some kind of pill? We don't have such a thing." Monk Xuanye's heart skipped a leap, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, his smile became even brighter.

"Really?" Lin Yu smiled. "In that case, I'll take the sariras away. I found them by accident. Since they are not yours, they are mine now."

"What the heck! This kid is by no means ordinary. How does he even know about such things?"

Monk Xuanye said, "Amitabha. Mr. Lin, you can't do this. The sariras are precious relics left behind by the eminent monks in our temple. In order to honor them, we always worship in front of the sariras. Please show mercy."