Free Web NovelChapter 291: Chapter 58: Forgiving You is the Buddha Master’s Business
On the Flying Celestial Chariot, Fang Cheng watched Hua Yutang retrieve the Buddha Bead Magical Artifact, his confusion deepening.
A scene that felt all too familiar...
Seeing his troubled expression, Hua Yutang asked, "Junior Brother, is something amiss?"
Fang Cheng frowned. "For some reason, I feel like this exact moment has just happened. Something’s not right."
Hua Yutang’s expression instantly grew solemn. Over time, she had come to know her junior brother better. He was one to hide his true abilities, possessed many strange techniques, and always carried himself with confidence and composure. It was rare to see him so unnerved.
"Anything this strange must have a sinister cause," Hua Yutang said as she scanned her surroundings. "Could we have fallen into an Illusion Array?"
Fang Cheng shook his head. "I don’t think so."
’The Creation Golden Talisman in my sea of consciousness isn’t reacting,’ he thought. ’I wonder if it’s because my creation points were depleted fighting that Divine King, or simply because I’m not in any mortal danger.’
He looked to the Cyan Bird and said in a low voice, "Cang Dao You, are there any similarly bizarre Divine Techniques in the Wilderness Domain?"
The Cyan Bird pondered for a moment before saying, "Your description reminds me of a Divine Technique from a certain sect in the Mingxiao Domain."
It spoke slowly. "In the Mingxiao Domain, there is a top-tier sect with a history stretching back tens of thousands of years: Lankao Temple. The temple enshrines an Ancient Buddha Statue, rumored to be able to communicate with a certain great being in the ether, who in turn bestows Talisman Decrees."
It looked at Fang Cheng, its eyes glinting with curiosity. "That Buddha Statue is called the Lamp Lighting Ancient Buddha. The Talisman Decrees it provides possess the heaven-defying Divine Technique of rewinding time. It is precisely by this power that Lankao Temple has weathered countless great tribulations and endured. Have you, by any chance, offended a disciple of Lankao Temple?"
"Lankao Temple..." A thought struck Fang Cheng. Recalling his recent experiences, he said, "A few days ago, I did run into a monk in white robes at the Immortal Pavilion Ghost Marketplace, but it was only a brief encounter."
The Cyan Bird blinked. "Lankao Temple monks do indeed favor white robes. However, the Ancient Buddha Talisman is exceptionally precious. Only those with profound Buddhist Techniques who have earned the Ancient Buddha’s favor can obtain one. A figure of that caliber would not typically leave the Mingxiao Domain."
"Furthermore, rumor has it that the Ancient Buddha Talisman can only rewind time by an hour at most, and its uses are limited. It has always been under the control of Lankao Temple’s abbot, so it’s extremely rare for anyone in the world to ever see it."
Upon hearing this, Hua Yutang asked, "What is the cultivation level of Lankao Temple’s abbot? Could he have come to vie for Ascendant Lingji’s treasures as well?"
The Cyan Bird replied, "Unlikely. Lankao Temple’s heritage dates back to antiquity, and they have always had a Tribulation Realm Great Power overseeing them. The abbot’s cultivation is at the Dharma Realm at the very least. If he came here, there would be nothing left for those Life Soul Cultivators to do."
A flicker in his eyes, Fang Cheng had a sudden epiphany. He was, after all, just a tiny speck in the vastness of the world. Even with a heaven-defying treasure like the Creation Golden Talisman, it was impossible to monopolize all the good fortune and become invincible among the countless cultivators in this endlessly vast World Heaven.
At least, his current strength was far from enough.
’This is the true face of this world!’
’The world is incredibly complex, diverse, and unfathomably mysterious. The Abyssal Marsh, the Yun Country... they are nothing but tiny corners of this World Heaven. I can’t judge the entirety of a magnificent World Heaven based on the simplicity of one small, insignificant place.’
’There’s the Demon Buddha, who could purify endless Celestial Demons and possessed boundless wisdom and peerless Divine Techniques. There’s the Ancient Noble Ancestor from beneath the Hanhai Desert, who received a Divine King’s favor, sired countless children, and finally ascended to the Upper Realm with three thousand partners. And now, I’ve heard about the Buddhist Cultivators of Lankao Temple in the Mingxiao Domain...’
’The fortuitous opportunities they possessed were in no way inferior to my Creation Golden Talisman.’
As this thought crossed his mind, Fang Cheng made a decision.
"Senior Sister, put the chariot away," he said to Hua Yutang, taking out the Mechanical Battle Armor.
Hua Yutang, also sensing the gravity of the situation, immediately complied.
Fang Cheng poured his Magical Power into the Mechanical Battle Armor. The sculpture of the Bronze Sword Cultivator instantly broke down into countless Bronze Small Swords, which then swarmed and converged upon his body.
"The Mechanical Battle Armor from the Red Flame Immortal Palace..." the Cyan Bird cried out in alarm. It hastily took flight before settling back onto Hua Yutang’s shoulder.
A moment later, Fang Cheng was encased from head to toe in the countless Bronze Small Swords, which then reformed into the statue of a Bronze Swordsman.
The statue’s face was identical to his.
An immense and astonishing Spiritual Pressure radiated from him, filling the air and making one’s heart pound in trepidation.
Hua Yutang and the Cyan Bird stared at the scene in astonishment, momentarily at a loss for words.
With a single movement, Fang Cheng transformed into a streak of sword light. He swept up Hua Yutang and shot westward at incredible speed.
He flew at full speed, consuming an entire Upper-Grade Spirit Stone in less than an hour.
But his speed was truly astounding.
Along the way, they saw more streaks of light—each one a Magical Artifact—arcing across the sky.
One of these streaks passed through the sky dozens of miles away from Fang Cheng.
This particular streak was exceptionally brilliant, its presence immense and awe-inspiring, far outshining the others.
Fang Cheng focused his vision and saw that within the streak of light was a cloud of green mist.
The green mist roiled ceaselessly. A closer look revealed that it was composed of thousands upon thousands of emerald jade bracelets. The bracelets shimmered with a vibrant luster, a truly beautiful sight.
Each bracelet spun rapidly, releasing a crisp, melodious chime. With so many gathered together, the resulting Miaoyin was like a tidal wave of sound.
"A Third-tier Magical Artifact!"
With a glint in his eye, Fang Cheng banked his Escape Light and shot off in pursuit of the bracelets.
Within the Yun Country, Life Soul Cultivators were exceedingly rare. As such, any existing Third-tier Magical Artifacts were treasures that had been passed down over many long years. Their value compared to Second-Order Magical Artifacts was like the difference between the heavens and the earth.
This bracelet Magical Artifact was on par with his Youhong Flying Sword and White Bone Relic.
