Chapter 371: Who Can Kill Me?

Southern Frontier, beneath layers of clouds.

Inside the military camp, [King Zhen Nan] Wu Taian closed his eyes, recalling the last scene he saw: “The Myriad Poison Cult seems to have some rare treasure emerging.”

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but have the idea of using his natural emerald eyes to observe carefully. But after thinking it over, he gave up on this tempting idea. Not because he couldn’t see through the Myriad Poison Cult’s Mountain Protection Array, but because it was difficult to see through it without alerting the people inside the array.

“Forget it.”

Wu Taian quickly restrained his thoughts. If it were within the Dao Court’s territory, given his domineering nature, he naturally wouldn’t care about anything else and satisfy his curiosity first.

However, this was the Southern Frontier.

The Myriad Poison Cult was nothing to worry about, but Lu Yang was a Sword Pavilion Perfected One after all, and a disciple of Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon. There was no need to cause complications for such a trivial matter.

After all, he had more important things to do in the Southern Frontier.

In the next second, Wu Taian turned around and walked back into the military tent, dismissing his attendants. Then he actually took out an ancient, square, and upright prayer wheel from his chest.

Click-clack…

Wu Taian circulated his spiritual power, slowly turning the prayer wheel. Although it looked like an ordinary object at first glance, it surprisingly consumed a vast amount of his spiritual power.

As the prayer wheel slowly turned, with each rotation, a wisp of Buddha light emerged from the scriptures. Initially just a spark, it soon turned into a bright blaze. Amidst the firelight, the light and shadow of a monk gradually appeared, placing his palms together and smiling as he looked at him.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Wu is finally willing to see me.”

The monk smiled faintly, carrying a very strange temperament. He looked solemn and dignified, graceful and magnanimous, yet his demeanor was inexplicably somewhat shrinking and timid.

Two conflicting styles were perfectly blended in him.

“Guang Ming…”

Wu Taian looked calm. “Initially just the most ordinary novice disciple of the Pure Land, not even a Perfected One, yet his personality changed drastically overnight.”

“That day, [Perfected Lord Morning Truth Great Void] opened the Great Era of the world.”

“All Bodhisattvas went into seclusion. Only a dharma Idol fell from the [Isvaradeva Heaven] into the human world. Yet it fell squarely on you without deviation, making you the Buddha Child.”

Wu Taian directly stated the process of Guang Ming becoming the Buddha Child. Clearly, he had investigated countless times in secret. However, no matter how many times he looked at this story, it felt absurd. Did you really think pies would fall from the sky? An opportunity coincidentally landing on your head? Did you think the Arhats were dead?

Therefore, now, there was only one question in his heart:

“May I ask if the World Honored One is present?”

Wu Taian bowed his head deeply. All Perfected Lords were in seclusion; who could be an exception? Naturally, it was the Nascent Soul Dao Lord! What’s more, the World Honored One of the Pure Land had a criminal record.

However, facing Wu Taian’s inquiry, Guang Ming laughed.

He recalled the experience of that day. When that Dharma Idol fell, he was running away everywhere, but in the end, he ran right into it.

The feeling afterward, he still couldn’t describe accurately. It wasn’t that he hadn’t been possessed by Arhats before—this was originally a privilege of higher-level buddhist cultivators over lower ones in the Pure Land. But that kind of possession was very clear. As the original owner of the body, his feeling was also profound, and he would subconsciously generate thoughts of rejection.

But that time was different.

That time, when the Dharma Idol merged with him, he didn’t have any rejection, only saying—”Unexpectedly, I am actually an incarnation of the World Honored One!”

And then there was no “then.”

His consciousness didn’t change, his memories didn’t change, and his personality didn’t change… Therefore, facing Wu Taian’s inquiry, he could only smile.

Because he didn’t know either.

Am I Guang Ming? Am I the World Honored One?

These were not important. What was important was that now the [Supreme Truth Enlightenment Tuoluo Heaven Manifestation] had fallen upon him, giving him an inherent mission.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Wu is attached to appearances.”

Guang Ming lowered his head with a smile, looking at Wu Taian: “You took my prayer wheel because of the karmic affinity between you and me. Now that I have descended, four disciples should follow me westward to Seek Golden Core.”

“These four disciples each have their origins.”

“The [Supreme Truth Enlightenment Tuoluo Heaven Manifestation] has determined the karmic affinity. Taking one person each from Jiangdong, Jiangbei, Jiangnan, and Overseas, all can obtain the supreme Bodhi Right Fruit.”

“Benefactor is one of them.”

Guang Ming’s words made Wu Taian’s body tremble slightly. With his cultivation, he couldn’t control his body, showing how intense his emotional fluctuations were.

The World Honored One… truly the World Honored One in person! [Supreme Truth Enlightenment Tuoluo Heaven Manifestation] is exactly the same as the [Great Compassion Tuoluo Heaven Manifestation] of the past! This is clearly the World Honored One settling karma and affinity, inviting me to be a disciple. As long as I accept this affinity, he promises me a Supreme Golden Core in the future!

“Disciple greets Master!”

Even though the Guang Ming before him wasn’t even a fraction of his age, Wu Taian still didn’t hesitate at all. He knelt on the spot and kowtowed three times heavily.

Anyway, in the Dao Court, he was long accustomed to such things.

At the same time, infinite confidence arose in his heart. The World Honored One personally promised me! Promised me a Golden Core! Isn’t his Seeking Golden Core trip a guaranteed victory?

“Good.”

Seeing Wu Taian kowtow decisively, Guang Ming nodded with a smile. Then he tilted his ear slightly, as if listening to something, before speaking again:

“Sure enough, it’s where the karmic affinity lies.”

“Choosing a day is not as good as hitting the day. Today, besides Benefactor Wu, there is another benefactor who also has a master-disciple affinity with this little monk. Just right to meet together.”

Hearing this, Wu Taian instantly frowned.

Another person? Who?

As a Dao Court cultivator, palace intrigue had long become an instinct deep in Wu Taian’s marrow. Before Guang Ming finished speaking, he subconsciously generated hostility.

Could it be…

Wu Taian pondered in his heart. Naturally, the World Honored One wouldn’t look for rogue cultivators to accept as disciples. It would definitely be within the four major powers. And in the Southern Frontier, besides him, who else was there?

…That Sword Pavilion Perfected One?

This guess became more certain after Guang Ming looked towards the direction of the Myriad Poison Cult. But Wu Taian just couldn’t figure it out: On what basis did that Sword Pavilion Perfected One qualify?

He wasn’t even at Foundation Establishment Perfection!

Why did the World Honored One favor him?

“Hiss!”

For some reason, having clearly slain Long Yue, just when he should be in high spirits, Lu Yang suddenly felt a piercing chill.

What’s going on?

Lu Yang raised his head, a bad premonition arising in his heart, along with some urgency: Long nights bring many dreams. Better finish things quickly and settle the main body.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang immediately performed the [Imperial Mountain-Shifting Orthodox Method].

Under the enhancement of this method, the mountain gate of the Myriad Poison Cult cracked open with a boom, revealing the scene inside the mountain belly. A natural limestone cave came into view.

Inside the cave was impressively a liquid pool.

Intense moonlight fell into the pool. Although the accumulated [Emperor’s Fluid] had been emptied by Lu Yang earlier, re-accumulating it was just a matter of time.

In the next second, Lu Yang’s consciousness returned to the main body. He strode into the pool, and instantly an unprecedented feeling of affinity with heaven and earth surged into his heart. It was as if an infant returning to the mother’s womb. Melodious whispers rang in his ears, seeming to expound the Great Dao of heaven and earth to him.

“Good… Good!”

Lu Yang showed joy on his face. “As long as I stay in this Moon Worship Pool, the nurturing time for the Immortal Spirit isn’t a problem at all. At the latest, I will reach completion in thirty years!”

Foundation Establishment Perfection, the top-level existence under Perfected Lords.

At that time, who can kill me!?

Thinking of this, Lu Yang suddenly felt a bit sleepy.

Since being able to replace sleep with meditation, Lu Yang had never slept again. In nine lifetimes of cultivation, this was the first time he felt drowsiness.

How about sleeping for a while?

Anyway, there’s no rush for this moment. With the clone watching outside, I can totally sleep first. When I wake up, heaven and earth will naturally arrange everything well…

“…Hm?”

Boom!!!

Like a thunderclap, Lu Yang’s mind forcibly roused itself amidst the drowsiness. His eyelids, about to close, also forcefully struggled open a slit from the darkness.

Wrong! Something is wrong!

But… since when did it start being wrong?

Why didn’t I notice?

Instantly, messy and diverse thoughts constantly emerged and shattered in Lu Yang’s mind, finally turning into a clear and definite command—

[Tribulation Wave]!

Save me!

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