Immediately, the resplendent glow was suppressed viciously, circling several meters around the Monk King of the Seven Treasures. The figure of Duobao Rulai behind him shuddered as well, as if it could collapse at any time.
"This …" The Dauntless monk and the Unraging monk exchanged glances. Their eyes were filled with shock. They had no idea how to describe their current feelings with words. Then they looked at Little Ann together.
Little Ann's eyes remained as calm as ever. There was no complacency on his face at all. He remained humble and polite. "Master of the Seven Treasures, this is my buddhist treasure. Please guide me."
The Monk King of the Seven Treasures was no longer in the mood to respond to her. He powered the seven buddhist treasures as hard as he could, charging left and right.
The thirty-three golden prayer beads revolved, but they did not continue to press down. Instead, they allowed the Monk King of the Seven Treasures to destroy the formation.
In order to hide the cultivation of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty, the Skeleton Demon Formation was not able to unleash its full power, but it still easily suppressed the Monk King of the Seven Treasures. No matter what he did, he was unable to shake it at all.
The red sun rose up in the east slowly. Time passed by slowly. The Monk King of the Seven Treasures' forehead became covered in sweat. He was no longer in high spirits like he Just Now. He was filled with worry. Everything before him had exceeded his imagination, such that he still struggled to accept it.
Little Ann suddenly took a step forward. His right hand landed on the hilt of the blade on his waist. As he walked, the Skull Prayer Beads pressed down slowly, like a mountain pressing down. It was unstoppable!
"Hmm?" Li Qingshan was slightly surprised. She wanted to use Vexation Severing?
If she used Vexation Severing, the Dauntless monk would definitely recognise it. How was she supposed to explain it then?
Little Ann arrived before the Monk King of the Seven Treasures. The Skull Prayer Beads had already pressed down on a radius of several meters around him. The figure of Duobao Rulai collapsed loudly. Under his shocked gaze, the blade flashed like snow.
"Don't!"
The Dauntless monk stopped him loudly. No matter how much he loathed the Monk King of the Seven Treasures, he could not allow his blood to actually splatter across Great Buddha mountain. Otherwise, how was he supposed to face all the buddhists in the world? The Lingguo temple would never just let the matter go, but everything had happened far too quickly. He was actually unable to stop it in time.
In the blink of an eye, the glow of treasures, the buddhist glow, and the blade all vanished.
The Seven Treasures Monk King sat on the ground, his expression fluctuating. Sometimes he frowned in contemplation, sometimes he was vexed and remorseful, and sometimes he smiled happily.
Little Ann sheathed his saber and stood there quietly.
"Could this saber be …"
The Dauntless monk exclaimed. The moment the Vexation Severing blade was drawn, he had clearly seen the blade's appearance. Although the Vexation Severing blade had already been lost for many years, every single curve was clearly engraved in the minds of the past abbot. They dared not forget it, nor could they forget it. The impact it had on him was even greater than the thirty-three buddhist prayer beads.
"Trouble Severing Blade. What do you think? "Little Ann waved his right hand like a willow branch, and the Skull Prayer Beads returned to his wrist.
"So, this is the Trouble Severing Blade. It is indeed mysterious. Seven Treasures thanks me."
Seven Treasures Monk King stood up, put his palms together, and bowed deeply to Little Ann.
"Master, you don't have to be so polite." Little Ann stepped aside.
"What a waste of my several centuries of cultivation. I was caught up in greed, but I didn't even realise it. I even became arrogant and committed the sin of lying. It's all thanks to your strike that I was enlightened," the Monk King of the Seven Treasures said in shame.
If it were not for the fact that he knew about the wondrous power of the Trouble Severing blade, Li Qingshan basically would have suspected that Little Ann had smashed the Monk King of the Seven Treasures' head. The effects were basically perfect.
If he took action, killing the Monk King of the Seven Treasures would be easy, but he would definitely make a great enemy out of the Lingguo temple. Even if he failed and did not kill him, the Monk King of the Seven Treasures would definitely return in resentment. He would gain another enemy from then on.
Li Qingshan had never been afraid of falling out with people, but he hated trouble. Little Ann's strike really did seem like he was cutting off his troubles.
"I'm returning to the Lingguo temple for secluded cultivation. Farewell." The Monk King of the Seven Treasures let out a long sigh.
"Take care, senior brother Seven Treasures." The Dauntless monk was in a hurry to ask about the Trouble Severing blade, so he was in no mood to make the Monk King of the Seven Treasures stay.
Before he left, the Monk King of the Seven Treasures said to Li Qingshan, "Even if you're not a Demon King, you're definitely not a buddhist. The crown prince of Si Qing's grievances with you run as deep as the ocean, so you better take care of yourself!"
"Don't worry, master. All men have their revenge. I'll cut down a clown like him sooner or later!" Li Qingshan said.
The Monk King of the Seven Treasures glanced at Li Qingshan deeply before saying to Little Ann, "The bestowment of the Monk King will arrive very soon. The gates of the Lingguo temple are always open to you!" Only then did he take off. Compared to when he came, he seemed much more discreet.
"One Will, where did you obtain the Trouble Severing blade?" As soon as the Monk King of the Seven Treasures had left, the Dauntless monk asked in a hurry.
"Dauntless abbot, this isn't the place to talk," Little Ann said.
As a result, they arrived in the grand hall. Little Ann drew out the Trouble Severing blade again and passed it to the Dauntless monk.
The Dauntless monk accepted the Trouble Severing blade with both hands. His mind was in turmoil, completely drawn away by the blade in his hand. He murmured, "Sure enough, it really is the Trouble Severing blade!"
He could not be blamed for being so excited. The Trouble Severing blade held far too great a significance to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Even ten buddhist treasures paled in comparison.
"The blade was given to me by the Golden Cicada Spirit King," said Little Ann.
"The Golden Cicada Spirit King!" Only then did the Dauntless monk shift his eyes away from the Trouble Severing blade. He frowned slightly. This was a name that the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga could never forget.
"Why did he give it to you?"
"He used the Chant of Deva-Nāga as an exchange," said Little Ann.
"You!"
The Dauntless monk pointed at Little Ann. If a regular disciple were bold enough to pass on the supreme cultivation technique of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga to the Golden Cicada Spirit King, he would directly capture them. Even if he took back the Trouble Severing blade, he would still punish them heavily.
"I've violated the sect's rules. Please punish me, abbot," said Little Ann.
"Forget it. You've done a great service to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga by retrieving the blade. You can say your merits make up for your faults!"
The Dauntless monk hesitated a few times, but in the end, he still waved his hand helplessly. Rules and precepts were important, but they had to be flexible. As the abbot, he still had to consider the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga's ten-thousand-year-old heritage first. There was no reason for him to destroy his own foundation.
And, upon further thought, if the Golden Cicada Spirit King offered him something like that, he would have to consider it. With Little Ann's identity and cultivation, he already had the right to make a decision like that for the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Thinking like that, he felt much better.
"I'm not just exchanging for the blade," added Little Ann.
"What else?" the Dauntless monk asked.
"And the Soaring Locust King's life," said Little Ann.
"What!"
"The Golden Cicada Spirit King is about to ascend soon. I've already told the Soaring Locust King about this."
Little Ann's explanation was simple, but none of the people present were stupid. They immediately outlined a rough plan in their heads.
The Soaring Locust King's hatred for the Golden Cicada Spirit King ran extremely deep. When the Golden Cicada Spirit King ascended, the Soaring Locust King would definitely stop him regardless of the consequences. As long as they cast down an inescapable net, they would definitely be able to kill the Golden Cicada Spirit King. Perhaps they could put an end to the millennia of grievances between the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga and the Golden Cicada Spirit King.
Li Qingshan looked at Little Ann in surprise. This had already completely deviated from their original plan. If everything really went according to their expectations, they could completely remain uninvolved and watch the great cultivators of the Green province surround and kill the Soaring Locust King. They would not have to take any risks at all.
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