tly dumbfounded.I originally thought that giving the Ling family ancestor a message would be enough to get revenge for my grandson, but I never expected the other party to be so powerful, even surpass...There are many rumors about the Master's presence in China. Some say he swept through the Chinese martial arts world in a week, finding the masters lonely, so he returned home to live in seclusion.

Some people say he was defeated in China and vowed never to step outside the country for the rest of his life.

Only he knows the truth of what happened. From that day on, the Master faded from public view.

Although he chose a life of seclusion, the Master nonetheless always protected the martial arts world of Baban Country. He intervened on several occasions to help avert crises, and over time, he was revered by the martial arts community as their guardian deity.

This time, Park Jae-sang fled back to the country, knowing that things wouldn't be so easy to get over. Looking at the entire South Korea, only the Saint Master could rival Ye Bufan in strength.

That's why he came here first to pay his respects and ask the Saint Master for help.

The old man sat there chopping wood, one chop after another, until he finally finished. Only then did he look up at him.

"Is there anything you need"

"Master, this is the situation. This time our Park family has encountered an opponent in China."

That kid, relying on his cultivation, not only snatched our Park family's investment there but also forced us to hand over all our assets...

Park Jae-sang recounted the events, but completely twisted the narrative, portraying himself as an innocent victim and Ye Bufan as a ruthless bully.

"At last, he pathetically said: 'Master Saint, our Park family is truly at our wit's end now, which is why we have asked you to come out of seclusion and uphold justice.'"

Jin Shenglong just sat there quietly, his expression never changing from beginning to end.

"You go. This is a matter for your Park family to handle yourselves."

He had no intention of lending a hand. After living for so long, he naturally heard the insincerity in Park Jae-sang's words.

Secondly, he protects the martial arts world of Bōbō Country. He wouldn't make a move unless it was a matter of life and death.

“This…” Park Jae said urgently, “Master Saint, as long as you are willing to help, we are willing to pay any price, even willing to give half of our family fortune to you.”

This guy was ruthless too. Even though he took out half his family fortune, he still had half left, and he's still a wealthy clan in the Land of Sticks. If he gave it all to Ye Bufan, they would have nothing left.

Half of the Park family's fortune, that's thousands of billions. If it were anyone else, they would probably be overjoyed.

But Jin Shenglong shook his head, not showing the slightest interest: "When one grows old, one needs nothing. I only need a meal and a bed, everything else is of no use to me."

"This..."

Seeing that the other party was not at all moved by the money, Park Jae-sang was completely dumbfounded and stood there helpless.

But the person before him was the Holy Master. Aside from making a good-faith plea, he had no other options.

Otherwise, once the Saint Master is angered, there's no need for Ye Bufan to make a move, their Park family will be wiped out from the nation of Bongbong.

"Master, please think about it again. We truly have no way out…"

Let's go...

Jin Shenglong waved his hand dismissively, without wanting to say anything more. He then picked up a pile of wood and started chopping it, not looking at him again.

Park Jae-sang, filled with a heart full of despair and resignation, could only walk out of the courtyard.

He had just arrived at the door when his phone in his pocket rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Park Ji-star calling.

"Father, something big has happened over here..."

Park Ji-seong recounted the entire incident from beginning to end, and finally said urgently, "Ye Bufan has already wiped out the Zheng family. The next one is probably our Park family. You must bring back the Grand Master no matter what, or else we're really finished."

"What, that kid has already arrived in Hanzhou City and even wiped out the Zheng family"

Park Jae-sang was taken aback by the news and then asked, "What about Zheng Jieshun, the ancestor of the Zheng family"

"He has been killed by Ye Bufan, reportedly killed body and soul!"

Park Jae-sang hung up the phone, and after the shock subsided, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

He was very clear about why the previous Grandmaster had rejected him. The Park family wasn't influential enough, and they hadn't threatened the entire martial arts world of Bōbō Country.

But the situation is different now. The Zheng family has been completely wiped out, even their ancestor was killed. Under these circumstances, the Saint Master has no reason to refuse any longer.

At the thought of this, he immediately ran back and knelt down before Jin Shenglong with a thump.

"Master Saint, please take charge of the martial arts world of Bawang Nation and for our Four Great Families..."

He quickly recounted how Ye Bufan had destroyed the Zheng family, and finally said with tears streaming down his face, "Holy Master, now you know how arrogant and domineering that boy is."

He suddenly wiped out the entire Zheng family without any warning. Even their ancestor, Zheng Shixun, was killed and utterly destroyed. If you continue to ignore this, our entire nation of Bawang will be slaughtered!

"I can't believe that!"

Jin Shenglong's tone was flat, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"A young man in his twenties, daring to be so brazen. Does he really think no one in our country will stop him"

Seeing the master's anger, Park Jae Sang was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all. He still wore a look of grief and cried out: "Master, that boy is so arrogant, please do us justice no matter what."

Jin Shenglong hesitated for a moment, then said: "Since that's the case, go and issue a battle challenge to him. Tomorrow at noon, I will meet him on the peak of Qinglong Mountain for a duel."

Hearing that the Holy Master was finally willing to take action, Park Jae-sang was overjoyed and repeatedly bowed his head on the ground: "On behalf of the Park family and the nation of Bangbang, I thank the Holy Master for his help!"

"Alright, you can go now."

After Jin Shenglong finished speaking, he waved his hand and split another piece of firewood.

"Thank you, Master!"

Park Jae-sang bowed again respectfully, and when he stood up, his face was filled with ecstasy.

"Ye Bufan, Ye Bufan, your arrogance and ignorance helped me. Otherwise, our Park family would have been in a terrible predicament this time."

If you do not destroy the Zheng family, the Holy Master will never come down the mountain. But now the situation is different, so just wait for death.

With an overwhelming sense of excitement, he left and returned to the Park family home two hours later.

"Father, how is it going"

As soon as she saw him enter the door, Park Ji-star immediately rushed up to greet him eagerly.

Park Jae-sang excitedly said, "It's done, the Grand Master has agreed to help."

"Really That's wonderful! With the Saint Master taking action, Ye Bufan is sure to die!"

Park Ji-star was also ecstatic. As a Korean, they had blind worship and reverence for the Grandmaster.

In contrast, Li Hai is still relatively calm.

"Master, the fact that the Saint Teacher has agreed to help is good news, but I think we should still make more preparations. We can't put all our eggs in one basket."

Park Jae-sang looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Li, do you think the Saint Master is not a match for that boy"

Park Ji-star hurriedly said, "This is impossible. The Holy Master is our guardian god, how could he lose to that Chinese boy."

"Think about Hong Sihai before. No one thought he would lose back then," Li Haizheng said, "You never know what might happen. Ye Bufan is always a wild card. This concerns the Park family's survival, so we should be prepared." to deliver a punch.The might of a powerhouse from the fusion stage was shattered like fragile twigs under Xia Qing's single punch, reduced to dust in an instant.“This…”The arrogant King Ying's expres...