The two women standing before Li Yundong were none other than the tour guide Liu Xia and her friend Lanlan, who had previously **stared at Li Yundong.

Liu Xia, catching sight of Li Yundong suddenly appearing behind her, was startled herself, instinctively taking a step back and stammering, "Are, are you a ghost? You walk without making a sound?"

Lanlan tugged at her arm, whispering anxiously, "Xiaxia, maybe this guy came here to settle scores with us?"

Although her voice was soft, it didn't escape Li Yundong's ears. Li Yundong frowned and asked, "Settle scores? What scores?"

Ever since Lanlan had witnessed Li Yundong's inhuman agility and performance last time, she had been deeply terrified of this mysterious young man. Moreover, she had encouraged Liu Xia to post the video online, intending to expose Li Yundong. However, to their surprise, the video was automatically deleted just a few days after being uploaded.

Because of this incident, Lanlan had even contacted the video site's customer service, but her complaints and inquiries vanished like a stone dropped into the ocean, yielding no response.

Through back-and-forth discussion, Lanlan and Liu Xia finally concluded one thing: Li Yundong likely had a very powerful background, which explained why the video exposing him was swiftly removed!

Lanlan, initially believing she had provoked someone with immense power and influence, spent her days in perpetual dread, fearing the man would show up and have her moved across provincial lines.

But after a while, Lanlan noticed that her life remained peaceful, and she slowly forgot about the matter.

Yet, suddenly, Lanlan saw this young man appear before her eyes again, an encounter that filled her with terror!

Lanlan grabbed Liu Xia's arm and, putting on a brave face that belied her fear, shouted fiercely at Li Yundong, "I posted the video! I take full responsibility! It has nothing to do with Xiaxia!"

Li Yundong queried, "Video? What video?"

Upon hearing this, Lanlan and Liu Xia inwardly groaned: Damn it, she confessed without being prompted! The guy didn't even know about the video!

Li Yundong quickly remembered: So it was these two women who posted the video of him sparring with Master Fakong online?

Li Yundong chuckled softly. He hadn't expected his casual question to make them betray themselves out of guilt, which incidentally resolved a question on his mind. He deliberately put on a stern face and asked, "Don't you know that your actions constitute an invasion of privacy?"

Liu Xia looked timidly, but deliberately tried to appear fierce, saying, "But wasn't the video deleted later?"

Li Yundong glared at her: "Do you know what kind of trouble this video could have caused me?"

Though short, Lanlan possessed a rather fiery and righteous temperament. She put her hands on her hips, blocking Liu Xia, and yelled, "What are you doing? Having power and influence makes you so arrogant? Take one more step closer, and I'll shout 'indecent assault'!"

Li Yundong sized her up. He noted that while the female guide was reasonably attractive, she was far inferior to any of the women usually surrounding him. He maintained strict self-discipline even when surrounded by beauties; would it really be absurd for him to lay a hand on her here, in a Buddhist temple?

Li Yundong couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter. He had no desire to get entangled with these two guides. After laughing for a moment, he asked, "I won't press charges regarding that incident, but you must tell me what those Japanese people were whispering about just now, right?"

Liu Xia and Lanlan exchanged a glance. Seeing that Li Yundong wasn't pursuing their issue, their demeanor immediately softened. Liu Xia nodded and said, "Yes, you overheard us talking just now?"

Li Yundong laughed heartily, "You two were speaking so loudly, I couldn't help but hear even if I tried not to."

Liu Xia nudged Lanlan in annoyance, whispering, "It's all your fault, talking so loud! Now look, you've attracted this guy!"

Lanlan retorted, "Am I loud? You're the one who talks the most, not me!"

Liu Xia chided, "It's because you started the conversation first!"

Seeing the two women start bickering, Li Yundong quickly urged, "Don't start criticizing each other yet; first, tell me where those Japanese people are, or take me to see them."

Liu Xia looked at Li Yundong with guarded suspicion: "What do you want to do? We are guides; we have an obligation to protect the privacy of our tourists."

Li Yundong glanced at Liu Xia. He had never held a favorable impression of this somewhat sycophantic female guide, but he patiently said, "The Lotus Picking Assembly is a grand event held once every four years by the Chinese Taoist sect, and it's happening next month on the Laba Festival. These Japanese tourists mentioned going to the Assembly; I suspect they might not have good intentions. Surely, as descendants of Huaxia, you wouldn't help those little devils, would you?"

Liu Xia considered the behavior of those Japanese people earlier and already believed Li Yundong's words by eighty percent. She raised an eyebrow: "What do you want to do with them?"

Li Yundong smiled slightly: "Nothing much, just take a look."

Liu Xia and Lanlan exchanged glances and nodded slightly. Lanlan looked at Li Yundong, then added with lingering concern, "You're not some hot-headed nationalist, are you? No laying hands on anyone! If you enjoy fighting, I'll be the one who suffers!"

Li Yundong chuckled, "If the other party doesn't cause trouble, why would I go looking for it?"

Lanlan mumbled under her breath, then turned around and led the way. Liu Xia nodded to Li Yundong and said, "Follow me. Don't speak when we get there. If you need to know anything, whisper it to me, and I'll inquire for you."

Li Yundong smiled: "Don't worry, I won't cause you trouble."

Only then did Liu Xia relax, quickly catching up with Lanlan and walking alongside her. The two female guides spoke softly, occasionally glancing back at Li Yundong, but as soon as Li Yundong looked towards them, they quickly averted their gazes.

Li Yundong walked through the corridor of white walls and black tiles, arriving before the Arhat Hall. Indeed, he saw four figures inside the hall, pointing and gesturing—three men and one girl.

At a glance, Li Yundong saw that among the three men, one elder was dressed in a gray suit, wearing an ochre tie, with a golden silk cherry blossom pinned to his lapel. His temples were graying, deep wrinkles marked his face, and his brow held an imposing authority, clearly indicating someone long accustomed to a high position.

Beside him were two younger men. One was slightly shorter; though wearing a mix-and-match outfit, his clothing was luxurious, and his demeanor distinguished. This man held a handheld video camera, blatantly ignoring the 'No Photography' signs posted around the temple, continually filming everything.

Next to this man stood a tall and burly man, his back to Li Yundong, currently speaking with the young girl, obscuring his face from view.

Yet, just from the man's silhouette, Li Yundong felt that the man standing there was like a towering, majestic mountain, exuding an imposing aura from head to toe.

The moment Li Yundong's gaze landed on the tall man's back, the man’s spine stiffened, and he immediately and sharply turned, glaring sideways at Li Yundong.

That glare was intense!

Li Yundong was suddenly gripped by an illusion, as if he had encountered a ferocious, terrifying wild beast in the jungle; the hair on his body stood on end!

Li Yundong's cultivation had reached the peak realm of the Yang God, meaning his entire aura could be skillfully concealed within his inner cavities or instantly burst forth before him, like a divine dragon, sometimes hiding beneath the nine depths, sometimes soaring above the nine heavens.

In the past, Li Yundong hadn't known how to restrain his aura, so wherever he went, his massive field of energy would draw attention. Coupled with his extremely masculine energy, women nearby would subconsciously feel a magnetic attraction and develop strong positive feelings towards him, while men would instinctively feel repulsion and develop strong resistance towards Li Yundong.

This situation had also caused him considerable trouble. As Li Yundong’s cultivation grew, the aura outwardly emitted from his body diminished; apart from an enduring heroic spirit, his outward appearance was now indistinguishable from ordinary people.

But at this moment, as the Japanese man glanced at him, Li Yundong instantly felt an extremely terrifying and dangerous aura rushing towards him—a threat even stronger than that posed by Yue Sheng of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect previously!

The suppressed aura within Li Yundong was instantly fully stimulated by the opponent. His body erupted with powerful energy. Liu Xia and Lanlan, standing beside him, suddenly felt as if invisible hands had forcefully pushed them away, nearly causing them to stumble.

Liu Xia and Lanlan looked at Li Yundong in astonishment, only to see the corners of his clothes fluttering without wind, every strand of his black hair standing on end, like a fierce tiger at a narrow pass in the jungle, instantly raising its mane!

As Li Yundong's internal energy exploded, the Japanese man’s eyes instantly flashed with fierce light. Countless black patterns rapidly spread across his neck and crawled towards his face. Black energy constantly poured from his palms, swirling and refusing to dissipate around his hands, resembling thick ink condensed from countless vengeful spirits. Li Yundong could even make out the ferocious faces emerging from this mass of dark ink.

As the two men locked eyes, their auras became somewhat uncontrollable. Especially the tall Japanese man, whose back hunched, slightly bending his body like a cheetah, his gaze fixed on Li Yundong like a hunting eagle, his eyes glaring menacingly, his whole body taut and ready to strike.

Seeing the opponent's cold and powerful aura, his eyes filled with hostility, poised as if ready to attack at any moment, Li Yundong narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged. The energy surging from him intensified even more rapidly than before. He stood firm and imposing, watching the opponent with a placid expression—thunder raging within his heart, his face like a calm lake!

Just as the two seemed about to clash, the Japanese elder beside them suddenly snapped an order, speaking quickly in Japanese. Then, the tall Japanese man, narrowing his eyes, stared at Li Yundong for a moment before retracting his aggressive aura with visible unwillingness. He then turned back, standing respectfully behind the elder, head bowed and face humble, showing no trace of the cold, domineering true essence energy he had just unleashed.

With his turn, the young girl behind him was revealed. This girl was about thirteen or fourteen, relatively tall for her age, around 1.65 meters. She wore a light purple kimono adorned with many flowers, white socks and wooden cl