Chapter 623: The Girl Who Knows Sanskrit
The Shaolin Temple’s 72 Ultimate Techniques are renowned throughout the martial arts world. Xuan Cheng, who had mastered thirteen of these techniques, was considered the most accomplished Shaolin monk in two centuries. Among these, Xuan Cheng prided himself most on the Prajna Palm. This technique, part of Shaolin’s martial arts system, was as difficult to master as the Marrow Cleansing Scripture.
“If restless in the long night, with a heart adrift in thought, how does one find peace?” This phrase, inscribed on the first page of the Prajna Palm manual, was a note penned by its creator to reflect his evolving state of mind.
Xuan Cheng intended to make things difficult for Ah Zi, confident that no outsider could possibly have heard this phrase before. Even among Shaolin disciples, only a handful had ever seen it. Furthermore, since the Prajna Palm was created by a Chinese monk rather than originating from Tianzhu like the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, there was no Sanskrit version of this phrase. Even if Ah Zi understood Sanskrit, translating it on the spot would be nearly impossible.
Hearing Xuan Cheng’s words, Ah Zi’s expression changed. She had no knowledge of Sanskrit and had only been bluffing earlier.
Noticing her shift in demeanor, Xuan Cheng sneered, “Didn’t you claim to understand Sanskrit just now, insisting that the cover said ‘Divine Foot Scripture’? Why so silent now?”
“I…” Ah Zi was at a loss for words.
“‘I’ what?” Xuan Cheng glared at her and scolded, “Young lady, taking joy in deception at your age? It makes me wonder what kind of parents raised you.”
Having never known her parents, Ah Zi bristled at the mention of them. This was a sensitive sore spot for her. Furious, she snapped, “Junior Brother, slap this smelly monk for me!”
“Yes, Miss Ah Zi,” You Tanzhi replied with utmost reverence and admiration toward her. However, when he turned to Xuan Cheng, his expression darkened with hostility.