Free Web NovelLate autumn in the Southern Border also carried a hint of chill, adding a touch of desolation to the Hanging Temple in the twilight.
After the Five Elements Realm closed, the Yao Race did not leave.
Inside the main hall of the Hanging Temple, vegetarian dishes were set out for the first time, and all the demons were seated at the tables, with various expressions.
Abbot Huai Kong sat beneath the Buddha statue, eyes lowered, neither sorrowful nor joyful.
He clasped his hands together and said,
“The Hanging Temple’s mission in the Southern Border has been to protect the heavenly divine jade, blooming and fading over thousands of years.”
“Now, the Karma is complete. After this banquet, there will be no more Hanging Temple in the Southern Border.”
Previously, the demons had held more or less hope in their hearts, but now Abbot Huai Kong’s words were as direct as could be.
The heavenly divine jade had always been able to choose its master.
It was just that for thousands of years, no demon had been able to do it.
Countless gazes turned towards the head seat.
Which demon king, which great demon present, was not a force to be reckoned with in the Southern Border? Yet, a young girl sat in the head seat.
She had sat down there naturally as soon as she entered....
Although the Hanging Temple never restrained the Southern Border Yao Race, it still hung over their heads like a warning bell. Now, the Hanging Temple was leaving.
But a Qingluan Goddess who wielded the divine jade had appeared.
Perhaps a Qingluan Empress in the future?
What would the future of the Southern Border be like?
However, the scene was silent; for a moment, no demon dared to ask a question.
She was too fitting of the title ‘Goddess’.
She was already extremely radiant and aloof from the world. After obtaining the divine jade, even Shang Qinqing, the Qingluan Clan Chief sitting beside her, paled in comparison.
With her distant gaze, an invisible, seemingly impenetrable guard surrounded her, making it seem impossible to approach.
To be honest,
When the demons entered the main hall of the Hanging Temple, they all wanted to kowtow to her twice.
So who would dare to proactively question her?
Thus, they could only whisper among themselves.
“Right, where’s Wu Mo?”
“Could it be that after losing the divine jade competition, he was severely injured and left dejectedly?”
“Even the Ming Jiaolong Clan are gone. Could they be worried about the Qin Race being hostile towards them...?”
“Alas, what a pity. I just don’t know how the two demons’ struggle went.”
“Wu Mo is also a rare occurrence in ten thousand years, having the chance to wield the divine jade, but his luck was bad; he happened to meet her...”
Just as the demon kings and great demons were whispering to each other,
They were suddenly interrupted by a voice:
“That’s not it.”
“?”
The demons were stunned, only to see that the speaker was none other than the Qingluan Goddess.
“He wasn’t unlucky, and he didn’t lose to me.”
Ying Bing’s tone was gentle and calm, her gaze seemingly piercing through the Buddha hall, going somewhere unknown, yet as clear as her words.
“Then why did you end up with the divine jade...?” a great demon asked curiously.
“He yielded it.”
“???”
“The divine jade, half of it is his, forever.”
Ying Bing’s gaze still looked outside, but she lightly nodded her head, reaffirming that she had not misspoken.
The expressions of the demons in the hall became incredibly varied for a moment, but most of all, they were bewildered.
The heavenly divine jade!
The future Demon Venerable of the Southern Border!
It was given away?
The vegetarian banquet at the Hanging Temple didn’t even serve wine, so why did they feel like they had drunk too much just by hearing this! Could there really be a demon who would give this away?
But the Qingluan Goddess’s expression when she said this was like a Bodhisattva statue who knew of the human world’s spring colors.
If it was him...
“Wu Mo once said that he hoped for unity among the Yao Race....”
“Could it be that he is setting an example, using the act of yielding the heavenly divine jade to tell us that there are no unresolvable barriers in this world?”
“Hiss... He left after accomplishing his task, not even wanting to accept the worship of other demons. What a noble demon, a demon who has risen above base interests.”
“Wuwu, this king is about to shed little pearls.”
The demons present felt as if they had discovered the truth.
“From now on, the heavenly divine jade will not only belong to the Qingluan Clan.”
Ying Bing gripped the boy with a large head at her waist and said softly,
“I will have the divine jade regularly visit each clan. You can discuss the order yourselves.”
With that, she no longer looked at the many demon kings with their varied expressions, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Abbot Huai Kong glanced at Shang Qinqing from the corner of his eye and sighed softly:
“Today’s vegetarian meal also has one more item I’d like to invite all benefactors to taste: the hundred tastes fruit, representing the flowers and fruits that the Hanging Temple has brought forth in the Southern Border.”
With that, he took out an object, which was a bright red, heart-shaped exotic fruit.
Ying Bing didn’t even turn her head.
“This hundred tastes fruit is accumulated over thousands of years by the Marriage Tree....”
Whoosh—
Abbot Huai Kong was caught off guard by a certain Qingluan Goddess who had suddenly returned.
Ying Bing looked at the old monk with a calm jade face, her delicate hand open and raised.
Her eyes clearly read: “Give it to me, thank you.”
“One for each person, please, benefactor.”
He had just picked up one fruit.
Ying Bing released the boy with a large head with her other hand and made a ‘two’ sign.
Abbot Huai Kong: “.....”
The Qingluan Goddess left without taking a single cloud.
She only took two fruits.
“How should we decide the order for the divine jade? Let’s give the first one to the Ming Jiaolong Clan, after all, that’s Wu Mo’s clan.....”
“Let’s eat first. I’ll try this fruit.”
“Tsk, it’s so sour, such a sharp and mean taste.”
“And you?”
“Hiss... not spicy.”
“Hmm? How do I feel warm in my stomach? This fruit seems to have some magical effect.....”
.......
At the same time.
In the Water Clan’s grotto-heaven within the Hanging Temple.
The Water Clan members were enjoying Li Shifu’s big pot of food. Tianjiao Xiao Li was standing on a huge seashell, holding a spatula, stir-frying the ingredients inside with immense power.
He alone was stir-frying the food in five or six giant shells, yet he still had more than enough time.
After everything was done, Murong Xiao acted as a server, and the Water Clan members began to feast heartily.
“Mo Laoda, you’ve worked too hard.”
“No, fellow... you all have worked hard too.”
Li Mo jumped off the giant shell, watching the Water Clan members thoughtlessly begin to eat and drink, sighing softly in his heart.
Many Water Clan members worked hard in the Five Elements Realm, but in the end, they got nothing.
He, on the other hand, had achieved Perfection... cough.
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“Perhaps it’s because the Ice Cube hasn’t fully refined the jade phoenix god yet, so the feedback hasn’t been issued?”
“Among the rewards, putting other things aside, the Liujin Creation Seal must be included, right....”
Li Mo’s thoughts scattered, his mind drifting higher and higher.
Then he shook his head again, telling himself in his heart not to bite off more than he could chew.
He still had many divine objects that he hadn’t fully utilized yet.
For example, the “Wukong Seeking the Dao Diagram,” for example, the “Myriad Heavens Star Dou Mystic Core Scripture,” and even the “Extreme Soldier Slaughtering Body” which he obtained at the very beginning, none of them had ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) reached Perfection.
The investment feedback wasn’t urgent; it was fine to let the Ice Cube take her time....
She had just obtained the divine jade, so the Yao Race side would definitely have some things to deal with....
“Do you want fruit after your meal?”
“Hmm?”
When Xiao Li was deep in thought, he would subconsciously accept anything given to him.
Thus, he had a bright red fruit in his hand.
It looked like a heart.
....
PS: Damn it, whenever I write about the Ice Cube, I can’t help but want to add more details and subtlety.
This little author is about to pass out from sleepiness. Good night, esteemed readers.
I’ve already thought of my sleep talk for today:
“Need a recharge~~~”
