Although he willingly took the beating, Du Chen didn't mind pinning the blame on Kaman.
He grimaced and raised his head, his face filled with a pained and angry expression as he pointed at Kaman and shouted, “Kaman! How dare you unjustly attack the descendant of the Holy Brilliance Fighting God, the son of the Deputy Chief of the Imperial Command Headquarters! I will have you put on the Crematorium!”
Kaman also regretted his actions. He never expected that Francis, a noble, would take a beating on behalf of those damned commoners. Even though it was an accidental strike, he would still need to explain himself to the Holy Church.
But being scolded and pointed at by a fool known as the “Shame of the Saint Cain Family,” Kaman couldn't tolerate it.
He cracked his whip and with a sharp snap, a fierce whip lash cut through the air. “Francis, I too am a descendant of a titled fighter God, the Storm Fighting God Aruman! If you still hold the honor of being a descendant of a titled Fighting God, then challenge the Holy Church to a duel! I, Kaman, a Level 2 Orange-Clothed Fighter God, the Holy Aruman, Kriessen, will be ready to accompany you at any time!”
“Hmph!” Du Chen snorted coldly. He couldn't possibly duel with Kaman; after all, Kaman was a legitimate Level 2 fighter god! “Kaman, you really have no shame. You know very well that I cannot cultivate Dou Qi, yet you tricked me into challenging them to a duel! Today!” He pointed at the crowd of onlookers around the church. “All of these hundreds of people witnessed your shamelessness!”
“You…” Kaman's face turned red with anger, but he couldn't find a reasonable defense, so he angrily threw down his whip.
At this moment, Old Master Matthew snapped out of his shock. He looked at the whip marks on Du Chen's back, his eyes welled up with tears, and he choked, “Praise Young Master Francis, your kindness rivals that of the Holy Brilliance fighter God!”
The people who had been watching in front of the church also applauded. Some even prayed toward the statues on the church, saying, “Is this the shame of the Saint Cain Family? Who said he's a fool? May the Fighting Gods bear witness; he is such an outstanding noble youth!”
For a noble to take the beating on behalf of commoners was unimaginable to the citizens of Saint John City.
However, Du Chen really didn't do it on purpose. He swore to the heavens that he did it only for the sake of cultivating the “The Lotus Treasure Mirror.”
The more people praised Du Chen, the more unpleasant Kaman's expression became. He angrily said, “Francis, it was after I fought you yesterday that I discovered the disappearance of the Holy Artifact. You are the prime suspect!”
It was more than just a suspicion; the holy artifact was currently in Du Chen's pocket. But he justified himself with a righteous and indignant tone, “Kaman, by accusing me, you insult the honor of the Holy Brilliance Fighting God. Would a descendant of Siguru ever do such a thing!?”
“Yes, Young Master Francis is such a good person. How could he be a thief!” The onlookers also voiced their support for Du Chen. They didn't know who Kaman was, but they had witnessed the kindness of Young Master Francis with their own eyes!
“Young Master Kaman, you are a noble and a descendant of the Aruman Storm Fighting God. You shouldn't wrongly accuse an innocent person!”
“Alas, how can the gap between descendants of titled Fighting Gods be so great!?”
“Shut up, all of you!” Kaman shouted furiously, pointing his riding crop at the crowd. “You commoners, if any of you dare to threaten the descendant of a Level 10 Legendary Fighter God again, I will have you all sent to the stake!”
The commoners dared not speak further, but a military officer from the city guard beside Kaman spoke up, “Young Master Kaman, your Ramhorn Warhammer is a Level 3 plant-type holy artifact. Forcing someone to acknowledge it as their master would require a Level 9 heavenly fighter god with a matching elemental affinity. However, Duke Andreas of the Saint Kain family is only an 8th-level Vermilion Tortoise fighter god…”
Kaman glared coldly at the officer. “What are you trying to say?”
“I mean, it's impossible for someone from the Saint Kain family to have done it, because even if they stole it, it would be of no use to them! I believe it may have been found by a Level 9 fighter god who was traveling through Saint John City.”
Kaman knew full well that what the officer said made sense. It was definitely not Francis who had stolen the sacred artifact, but after being humiliated by Du Chen, Kaman only had this one excuse to attack him.
The more Du Chen looked at this officer, the more he liked him. So his stolen sacred artifact was called the Ramhorn Warhammer, a Level 3 one!
Unfortunately, Du Chen didn't possess Dou Qi, so he couldn't use it!
Suddenly, Du Chen felt something strange on his left buttock—the lotus tattoo. It was itching unbearably. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it was normal for the lotus to bloom when his buttock itched, especially since he had just taken a beating for someone else and performed a good deed.
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But the itching on his buttock became increasingly unbearable. Du Chen couldn't strip and check in front of everyone, so he had to bear the pain and endure it silently.
Unexpectedly, his painstaking expression while gritting his teeth was seen by everyone as Young Master Francis suffering great grievances, filled with sadness and anger. That Kaman was truly despicable!
“Shut up, all of you!” Kaman shouted furiously, pointing his riding crop at the crowd. “You commoners, if any of you dare to threaten the descendant of a Level 10 Legendary fighter God again, I will have you all sent to the stake!”
The commoners dared not speak further, but a military officer from the city guard beside Kaman spoke up, “Young Master Kaman, your Ramhorn Warhammer is a Level 3 plant-type holy artifact. Forcing someone to acknowledge it as their master would require a Level 9 heavenly fighter god with a matching elemental affinity. However, Duke Andreas of the Saint Kain family is only an 8th-level Vermilion Tortoise fighter god…”
Kaman glared coldly at the officer. “What are you trying to say?”
“I mean, it's impossible for someone from the Saint Kain family to have done it, because even if they stole it, it would be of no use to them! I believe it may have been found by a Level 9 fighter god who was traveling through Saint John City.”
Kaman knew full well that what the officer said made sense. It was definitely not Francis who had stolen the holy artifact, but after being humiliated by Duke Du, Kaman only had this one excuse to attack him.
The more Du Chen looked at this officer, the more he liked him. So his stolen sacred artifact was called the Ramhorn Warhammer, a Level 3 one!
Unfortunately, Du Chen didn't possess Dou Qi, so he couldn't use it!
Suddenly, Du Chen felt something strange on his left buttock—the lotus tattoo. It was itching unbearably. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it was normal for the lotus to bloom when his buttock itched, especially since he had just taken a beating for someone else and performed a good deed.
But the itching on his buttock became increasingly unbearable. Du Chen couldn't strip and check in front of everyone, so he had to bear the pain and endure it silently.
Unexpectedly, his painstaking expression while gritting his teeth was seen by everyone as Young Master Francis suffering great grievances, filled with sadness and anger. That Kaman was truly despicable!
The crowd looked at Kaman with disdain, although no one spoke, the hundreds of pairs of eyes clearly conveyed one message - we Disdain you!
Kaman, aware of the unfriendly gazes from the people gathered in front of the church, knew that he was in for a loss today. “Fine, Francis, I'm going to search for the holy relic today, I won't argue with you!”
With that, he motioned to leave with his men.
But Du Chen, unwilling to let go, stared at Kaman with a look of grievance, boldly saying, “Kaman, you doubted me, didn't you? Well, here I am, you can search me!”
Kaman was taken aback, then sneered, “Are you trying to frame me? Without the permission of the Holy Church or the Majesty, searching a descendant of the Fighter god on a whim will result in the stake!”
With that, he chuckled twice and swiftly left.
Du Chen smirked in secret and thought, is the thieving technique in the Einstar Continent too outdated? Unlocking a holy relic was quite simple, yet why did the owners of these relics always have such confidence in believing that only a super master could force the relic to recognize its master?
Then he realized, unlocking and locking were contradictions. To unlock, one must first understand the structure of the lock mechanism. However, on the Einstar Continent, no one had ever disassembled a holy relic to study the individual components. Therefore, no one understood the structure of the lock, and thus no one could unlock it!
Haha, it seemed like his skills were highly promising on the Einstar Continent!
Once he made enough money, he would form a thief group specializing in stealing and selling holy relics!
As Du Chen happily contemplated this, the itch on his buttocks became even more intense. Unable to bear it any longer, he turned to Old Matthew and said, “Matthew, today all the city guards are out, let's come back tomorrow! Don't worry, I'll make sure to get your compensation!”
Finishing his words, Du Chen hurriedly ran off. God, the itch on his buttocks was unbearable.
Old Matthew gratefully watched Du Chen's figure recede and suddenly turned to the people in front of the church, saying, “What did you see? I saw the glorious virtues of those great Fighter gods from a thousand years ago! Young Master Francis is not an idiot of St. John's City, but rather the virtue of St. John's City! Oh, virtue needs to use the restroom! Uh, does he have a weak stomach?”
With great difficulty, Du Chen squeezed into a small bunker-like public restroom by the roadside, locked the door, swiftly took off his pants, and stared at his buttocks, unable to contain his excitement!
It happened! After taking the beating for Old Matthew, he had finally accumulated enough good deeds, and the first lotus flower on his buttocks had bloomed!
“I've finally reached the first realm of the ‘The Lotus Tresure Mirror'!” Du Chen exclaimed in joy.
The Flower Blooms! After enduring countless beatings in place of Old Ma, he had finally accumulated enough good deeds for the first lotus flower on his butt to bloom!
“I have finally achieved the first level of the ‘The Lotus Tresure Mirror'!” Du Chen rejoiced.
He saw that the thirty-six buds on his butt were shining brightly, and the first blossom on the Three Consecutive Heaven Hexagram had fully blossomed. The delicate and tender lotus flower symbolized that Du Chen had taken a big step towards attracting the opposite sex!
Feeling a bit bittersweet and nostalgic, Du Chen reminisced about the good deeds he had done before. In his previous life, he helped an old lady cross the street, returned a lost wallet to the police, and performed numerous small acts of kindness. He even risked his life to save others! Today, he took a beating for someone else, and all these deeds combined had earned him a blooming lotus flower!
Sighing, Du Chen realized that the only consolation was that the “The Lotus Tresure Mirror” only looked at how many good deeds he had done, regardless of how many evil deeds he had committed. This gave a little thief like him, who claimed to have “no lock he couldn't open,” some sense of joy in life!
No matter what, one thirty-sixth of the journey had been completed!
Du Chen was happily laughing when suddenly, the itching sensation on his butt abruptly stopped, followed by a warm flow forming on his buttocks.
This sensation felt like a martial arts expert cultivating inner strength!
Du Chen was slightly taken aback. He remembered that in his past life, the “Grape” Daoist Master had mentioned countless benefits of the octagonal-shaped “The Lotus Tresure Mirror.” As his realm continued to rise, he would gradually experience these benefits!
Could it be that the benefits after the blooming of the first lotus flower had arrived?