The thing Yu Nian hated most in this life was the Chan sect.
One bald head, then another.
One he couldn't beat, and the other... the other had grown rather fond of him.
A thousand years of solitude, with nothing but fighting after fighting.
A little skit from the Immortal Realm
Everyone: That new little monk got beaten up pretty badly.
Immortal Yan Zi: As long as he's happy. At least he isn't beating us up.
A little skit from Yan Zi Palace
Bai Chen Ge, come here. Let's spar.
Little monk, how are your lessons going? Let's have a fight.
Bai Chen Ge picked up the Buddhist staff in his hand and fell silent.
This wasn't what the Chan sect had promised him in the first place...
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