"Honorable Master, I can listen to anything you say, but I cannot agree to this. Moreover, fighting is the fastest way to stabilize one's cultivation. I ask Honorable Master to fulfill my wish."
This time, Luo Qiang didn't follow Wutian's wishes. He persisted in his own beliefs and stubbornly persisted.
Wutian turned around. His originally empty eyes were now bright and full of spirit. An invisible pressure surged out, covering the heavens and earth. Luo Qiang paled on the spot, but he didn't avoid it.
After a moment of silence, Wutian said, "Since you've already made up your mind, Master will fulfill your wish. But, remember to act within your limits."
"Thank you Honorable Master!" Luo Qiang stood in the air, bowing respectfully.
"Today, you are destined to be my stepping stone!"
Luo Qiang's eyes shone like two bright moons as he stared straight at Yan Sanping. With the Ardent Fire Saber in his hand, he stepped into the air step by step. An invincible battle intent rolled out in all directions, stirring up the momentum of heaven and earth!
"This City Lord wants to see whether or not you have the qualifications to use me as a stepping stone!"
Yan Sanping's eyes widened in anger. His short hair stood on end, and the muscles all over his body wriggled. Invisible power and elemental energy ran through his limbs and bones. A terrifying aura suddenly erupted. Instantly, everything was destroyed, and all living beings were plunged into misery. The earth was in a mess!
It was clear that he was serious this time.
Rumble rumble rumble!
In an instant, a fierce battle unfolded in the sky. Luo Qiang had broken through to perfection and had an Imperial Armament. For a time, he was evenly matched with the initial Divine Transformation Yan Sanping. It was difficult to tell who would win …
"Next, it should be our turn!"
Seeing that Luo Qiang was fine, Wutian was relieved. He glanced at the Lightning Eagle in the air and muttered. Then, his gaze suddenly turned and stared at the empty space. The corners of his mouth hooked up into a smile: "Everyone, how long do you plan to hide before you are willing to come out and show your faces?"
"There's more people?!"
The little fellow and Zhang Shi looked over in surprise. Sure enough, just as his voice fell, the void suddenly shook. Then, with a flash of light, figures walked out from the void one after another.
"Sword Sect, Void Sect, Azure Sect, Gutuo Temple, Ghost Sect, Forbidden Sect, Equipment Sect, Myriad Treasure Pavilion …"
Every time a figure walked out, Wutian would recite their names, and the smile on his face would grow wider. In the end, as he expected, all the sects that had been robbed of their Imperial Weapons were present, and every single one of them had unfathomable cultivation bases.
For Wutian to be unable to see through these people, it was clear that they were all Divine Transformation realm powerhouses!
Moreover, there were many people who came with them. They were not people from the major sects and forces, but people from other sects who came to join in the fun and get a share of the pie.
However, those that came were all extremely strong. The weakest of them was at the half-step Divine Transformation realm. Normally, they were all tyrants of their own regions, but they still couldn't resist the temptation of treasures and decided to take a step in.
"The few big sects and powers really think highly of me, Wutian. They actually sent you old monsters that almost never appear in the world. It seems like even if I have three heads and six arms, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this calamity!" Wutian smiled faintly.
"Jeje! It's good that you know. I advise you to obediently hand over the Ghost Blade and Heavenly Yin Slaughter Body, otherwise don't even think of leaving here alive today! "A woman shrouded in black fog gloomily said. Her voice was like a hideous ghost grinning, incomparably terrifying!
This person was the Ghost Sect's Third Elder. Her cultivation was at the early Divine Transformation realm, and in addition to the cold and sinister Ghost Sect's top techniques, she rarely had a match for anyone at the same boundary. Thus, she had a famous nickname in the West Tiger Province – Demon Scorpion Woman!
Wutian indifferently smiled, not paying much attention to her. He looked around at the others and said, "What about you? Do you all have the same thoughts as her?"
"Amitabha!"
A long-browed monk wearing a red kasaya brought his palms together. He had a benevolent expression as he said, "Benefactor Wutian, please return the exorcist staff to this old monk. As for all of your past grudges, this old monk can guarantee that my temple will not pursue them."
"Is that so?"
Wutian smiled and jokingly said, "Could it be that Ancient Tuo Temple won't pursue the matter of the Arhat being buried by my hands? If so, wouldn't it be difficult for you to give your disciples an explanation? You should know that if you don't care about the death of your disciples or even demand an explanation, wouldn't that disappoint the disciples of your temple? "
The long-browed monk smiled and said, "Benefactor Wutian's words are incorrect. Once you enter my Buddhist Sect, everything is void. All of your grudges, hatred, and sins will be purified under the glory of the Buddha. The disciples of my temple will live their entire lives under the Buddha's light, and their hearts will be pure and untainted. After death, they will become the Buddha's beloved and enter the heavens. Thus, to us, this is not death, but a new life."
Wutian shook his head. "Grandmaster is truly worthy of being an enlightened monk, your heart is so open. However, I, Wutian, do not believe in Buddhas or Demons, nor do I believe in Immortals or Gods, nor do I believe in the heavens and earth. I only believe in myself. Grandmaster, how can I believe your words?"
"The biggest taboo of Buddhism is that monks don't lie. This old monk is sincere, and I hope that Benefactor Wutian can fulfill my wish. Amitabha!"
The old monk didn't get angry even after being mocked time and time again. Such a calm temperament made Wutian look at him in a new light. However, to Wutian, who had always hated monks, no matter how kind and benevolent the old monk was, he didn't have a good impression of him.
"Little Wutian, think of a way to get Gu Tian out of Ancient Tuo Temple. He's a talent and can help you achieve great things in the future." Suddenly, Little Wu Hao's voice rang out.
When Wutian heard this, his brows furrowed slightly without a trace.
"Don't be unhappy. Gu Tian's value is far beyond your imagination. If you can make him betray Ancient Tuo Temple, take him in, and nurture him, he'll become an expert that won't be inferior to anyone in the future," Little Wu Hao said.
In that instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through Wutian's mind. In the end, he listened to Little Wu Hao's words. However, Gu Tian was the most valued disciple of Ancient Tuo Temple, and he was also very loyal to Ancient Tuo Temple. This could be seen from how he insisted on taking revenge for the Arhat.
Just based on this point alone, it was impossible to make him betray Ancient Tuo Temple.
"Son Of Heaven, the Frog Lord has a plan," the little fellow transmitted.
"Speak."
After hearing the little fellow's scheme, Wutian couldn't help but shake his head. It wasn't that this method wasn't feasible, but that it was too sinister. However, this was the only way to make Gu Tian betray Ancient Tuo Temple. At that time, he could tempt Gu Tian with benefits.
With a serious expression, Wutian said indifferently, "Seeing that Master is so sincere, I won't continue to make things difficult for Master. However, I have a suggestion. I wonder if Master is willing to listen?"
"Benefactor, please speak. This old monk is all ears."
"I have some disputes with your esteemed temple's disciple, Gu Tian. If Master trusts me, then can you ask Master to return and ask Gu Tian to come here personally? I can swear to the Buddha that I won't kill Gu Tian at that time, and I'll hand over the Exorcist Staff with both hands to allow Gu Tian to personally bring it back to your esteemed temple."
"Hehe, Wutian, aren't you too childish? You want to use this kind of trick to trick Master into leaving, and you'll have one less enemy. Your wishful thinking is quite good. However, do you think you can trick Master Nan Wu?" A woman from the Void Sect laughed mockingly. Similarly, her eyes were filled with thick killing intent and hatred.
This woman was around thirty years old. She was dressed in red and even her long hair was red. It was as if a cluster of flames was burning in this place. Most importantly, her appearance was extremely similar to the dead Nian Qiannian.
Or to put it in another way, this person and Nian Qiannian seemed to be carved out of the same mold.
After glancing at the woman, Wutian shifted his gaze and looked at the old monk.
This was because from his appearance and expression, he could tell that this person had some relationship with Nian Qiannian. He wouldn't talk to this kind of person because he had already made up his mind to kill him today. It would be a waste of saliva to talk to him.
"I've also come with full sincerity. I wonder what Master Nan Wu thinks."
After a moment of silence, Master Nan Wu smiled and said, "Since Benefactor Wutian has already sworn in the name of Buddha, as a disciple of Buddha, how can I not believe it? Amitabha, this old monk will take his leave!"
After muttering this sentence, the old monk's figure flashed and he rushed into the sky, quickly flying towards the horizon.
"Damn bald donkey, he believed whatever Wutian said. Didn't he hear that Wutian himself said that he didn't believe in Gods and Buddhas and made such an oath? How ridiculous." The Demon Scorpion Lady shook her head and sneered. She didn't hide her voice at all and it clearly traveled into Master Nan Wu's ears.
Master Nan Wu acted as if he didn't hear this and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter. There are so many of us. Can Wutian really grow wings and fly away? Actually, this will benefit us, "a woman from the Azure Sect said with a smile. She looked at Wutian as if she was looking at a dead person.
When everyone heard this, they all nodded and the smile in their eyes became even wider.
This was because in their eyes, Wutian's current performance was like a tiny ant struggling in a deathtrap. However, an ant would always be an ant. Sooner or later, it would die without any suspense.
And once Wutian died, the treasures on his body, as well as the most coveted Heavenly Yin Fiend Body, would naturally be everyone's.
Therefore, with one less person, there would be one less person to compete for, and the chances of everyone obtaining it would naturally increase greatly.
Towards everyone's sneers and strange gazes, Wutian seemed to have something to rely on and didn't care at all. "May I ask who else has the same thoughts as the Demon Scorpion Lady?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man holding a folding fan walked out of the crowd. He bowed slightly and apologized, "Wutian, I apologize to you for Ji Feng's previous actions."
"Ugh!"
Wutian was stunned, the little guy and Zhang Shi were stunned, and even the people from the other sects were stunned as they looked at the young man in confusion.
The young man smiled slightly, "Originally, Pavilion Master instructed Ji Feng to bring ten million to redeem the Dragon Pendant, but unexpectedly, he took the initiative to make things difficult for Brother Wutian. If he has offended you in any way, please forgive me, Brother Wutian."
"Is that so?" Wutian smiled coldly.
The young man nodded and said, "It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Pavilion Master in person."
Wutian frowned and gave the little guy a look. The little guy also understood and immediately took out a large pile of mustard seed bags from the small treasury and began to search.
These mustard seed bags were naturally obtained by the little guy after Luo Qiang and the others killed Ji Feng and the others.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
