God of Gamblers 2: Return from the Depths ★ Vote Request

  In the boudoir, fragrant powder floats, golden gauze dances and flutters, in the exquisite pavilion, the lamp light shines on the sick beauty's face on the bed.

  Zi Ling's eyes were closed, with a faint shadow under her eyelashes. Her complexion looked exceptionally pale, and her long hair surrounded her small face like a wilted flower slowly fading away in the wind and rain.

  The fragrance in the room is exceptionally rich, as if the large clusters of cloud jasmine flowers outside the window are in full bloom.

  There is a copper bell hanging above the bed. Every time the wind blows, the copper bell makes a crisp sound, which is particularly pleasant to hear.

  "Quickly drink your medicine!"

  Lotus dust held a bowl of medicine and sat on the edge of the bed, painfully looking at the blooming flower pattern on her hand, her whole heart was about to be twisted into a tangled mess.

  Looking at her frail appearance, he was really anxious, but no matter what medicine, it couldn't improve her condition.

  "No need to drink medicine anymore, how about we leave the city? I heard from Huaiji that there's a batch of flowers being sent to Qingyu City today, let's take the flower delivery carriage and leave!"

  Zilan sat up with a gentle smile on her face.

  She knew how formidable the Soul-Locking Incense was, and these medicines were of no use at all. She only wanted to spend the last moments with him, and would never surrender.

  Huaiji was the master of Nong Qingge, and she had a few nods with her. This time she was willing to help, which also exceeded her expectations.

  "Good!"

  Lotus dust carried her and walked into the carriage prepared by Huai Ji, where various flowers were placed. The two sat in the center of the flower cluster, leaning against each other.

  The horse carriage quickly departed towards the outskirts of the city. Ziyun had made sure that Ziling would definitely return to ask for the antidote before the poison took effect, so she didn't send anyone to guard the city gate. The horse carriage smoothly exited the city without any obstacles.

  A rich fragrance wafts through the air, attracting countless butterflies to follow behind the horse-drawn carriage, creating a breathtaking scene.

  As the Cloud Brocade City behind grew smaller and disappeared from view, the horse carriage drove out of the Jade Dragon Mountains. The sound of water gurgling in her ears roused her, and Zilong Qian slightly opened her eyes, which had been heavy with sleep.

  "Halt!"

  A weak and gentle voice echoed slowly.

  "Alas—"

  The coachman stopped the carriage, and then he saw Zilan Xuan getting down from the carriage with the support of Lianchen.

  "We're getting off right here!"

  She raised her head and gazed at the long river of longevity, with a faint smile on her delicate face.

  The carriage continued to move forward, leaving the two standing on the banks of the Longevity River, gazing out at the vast river rushing by. The waves rose high and foamed up, splashing a large patch of water droplets.

  "Lotus Dust, do you know? This Longevity River is the mother river of the Lotus Fog Empire, nurturing countless lives. It's said that as long as one drinks from the Longevity River, no matter how far they wander, they will always return here!"

  Zi Ling leaned against Lian Chen's chest, sitting on a large stone by the river, and said in a soft voice.

  Lotus dust was by her side, quietly listening to her speak, her voice soft and gentle, making people feel very comfortable.

  "The surrounding area of the Changsheng River is filled with large patches of pear blossoms. Look, this season all the pear blossoms have bloomed. When the wind blows by, it's as if snowflakes are drifting into the Changsheng River."

  Her slender fingers, pale as jade, pointed at the fluttering pear blossoms, and the smile on her lips was exceptionally serene.

  "Our two fates are like these flower petals drifting in the Longevity River, beyond our control. No matter how hard we struggle, we can't break free and can only drift further and further away with the flowing water."

  She scooped up a handful of water, and it flowed down from her palm. The crystal river water sparkled with a dazzling light in the sunlight, like a dreamy color, dyeing her slender fingertips.

  "Drink down this scoop of water and let the Longevity River bless us. If we cannot be together in this life, let's promise to meet again in the next."

  Her smiling eyes gazed at him as they drank a mouthful of the Longevity River water together, her eyes filled with countless tender feelings.

  "In this life, I will hold your hand, and in the next, we'll grow old together!"

  Lotus dust grasped the hand of Zi Ling Xuan, and her voice had a deep attachment.

  "In Buddhism, there is a Bodhi seed that can dispel all sorts of poison in the world. Even if it's the Soul-Locking Incense, it will definitely be able to dispel it!"

  "You have now left Buddhism, even if there are Bodhi seeds for thousands of years, they will not be given to us!"

  Zi Ling shook her head, holding his hand, walking in the pear blossom forest, those snow-white pear blossoms seemed to be telling a desolate farewell.

  "Never mind all that, even if the chance is slim, I'll give it a try! I remember there's a temple on top of Qiankun Mountain north of Changsheng River, and it's not far from here!"

  Lotus dust rose with a purple zither string, and under her feet, a lotus platform floated up. With a flash of green light, she flew towards the direction of Qiankun Mountain.

  The spiritual energy of Qiankun Mountain is dense, where not only Buddhism but also Taoism are located. The Xuanji Building stands at the foot of Qiankun Mountain. There is a nameless city here, and people coming and going are all cultivators. Many people come to ask for the heavenly machine from the Xuanji Building.

  Feng Meixue and Mo Yanhua had just left Yunjin Imperial City and hadn't crossed the Changsheng River yet when Feng Meixue started to feel a slight pain in her stomach.

  "Yanhua, I have stomachache!"

  She grasped Mo Yanhua's arm, feeling the baby in her belly extremely restless, and her complexion turned slightly pale. Could it be that she had used her divine power, causing something to happen to the baby?

  "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

  Mo Yan Hua hurriedly patted her back gently, soothing her anxious mood. Hearing that she was uncomfortable, he thought she had moved the fetal energy and remembered that not far from here there was a nameless city with a very famous pharmacy.

  On the way, he heard that there was a city near the Changsheng River, but they had never been there before. After circling around for half a day, they finally found the unnamed city located next to Qiankun Mountain.

  "Xue Er, hold on a bit, there's a pharmacy up ahead, I'll take you to see the doctor!"

  The two had just entered this ancient city of ten thousand years and walked towards the pharmacy with the four characters "Miao Shou Hui Chun" hanging on it, without any delay.

  The pharmacy is surrounded by bamboo, which makes it look particularly quiet. The clear wind sweeps over the green waves, and the bamboo branches sway gently. As they walk up the stone path, they immediately feel a refreshing coolness that washes away the dust of the world, calming their anxious hearts.

  The bamboo forest is lush and green, with beautiful scenery.

  A wooden fence in a crescent shape surrounds an old, rustic house. The wisteria vines that climb over the fence are intertwined with each other and have beautiful flowers blooming on them, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

  The winding stone path, curved and twisted, was lined with all sorts of flowers and grasses that couldn't be named. The green grass was like a soft blanket, spread out thick and even, with dew drops scattered on the leaves, shining like stars in the sunlight.

  A patch of lush spiritual grass, neatly appeared beside the house. A silver-white stream flowed through the fence, its clear and crisp sound echoing in the ears.

  As soon as she entered the pharmacy, she could smell the aroma of herbs, which was particularly strong. The layout of this pharmacy made Mo Yanhua feel somewhat familiar.

  "Are you two here for medical treatment or buying medicine?"

  A gentle voice, like a spring breeze, slowly fell down.

  "Doctor! My wife's stomach is uncomfortable, can you take a look at what's going on?"

  Mo Yan Hua grasped Feng Mei Xue's hand and stepped forward, saying anxiously.

  "Your wife's body is very good, there's no problem at all!"

  Behind a black veil of gauze, the middle-aged man's voice fell slowly.

  "Doctor, you haven't even examined her, how can you be sure there's nothing wrong with her body? If there was really nothing wrong, why would she feel unwell?"

  Mo Yanhua heard the other person's words, her gentle and soft voice like a piano sound also became impatient.

  "If you don't believe in my medical skills, then you can leave!"

  His tone was still gentle, without any unpleasantness, and he spoke at a moderate pace.

  "Doctor, I feel that the baby is very restless, can you tell me the reason?"

  Feng Mei Xue's pale face was filled with worry as she gently stroked her belly, asking anxiously. The cramping pain in her abdomen made her fearful. The fetus must be okay, this was the treasure she had been longing for!

  "The problem with you is not something that can be cured by medicine, I suggest you go ask at the Mysterious Tower!"

  A middle-aged man wearing a black robe with golden trim lifted up the black curtain and walked to the front of the two people.

  His face, like a crown jade, is inlaid with a pair of wise eyes. Those bright eyes are full of the spirit of wisdom and are very attractive. A head of black shiny long hair, neatly tied up. His whole body exudes a noble and elegant temperament, and there is also a natural fragrance that makes people feel extremely close.

  The man in front of him was none other than Ruan Ao Cang, the legendary Medicine God who shook the six realms.

  "You - you're Medicine God's senior!"

  Mo Yanhua had once received his kindness, although it was many years ago, but also remembered in her heart. No wonder he just felt that the voice was very familiar, it turned out to be really the Medicine God!

  "Take care!"

  Ruan Ao nodded slightly, seeing that Mo Yanhua's complexion had fully recovered and a hint of a smile appeared on his face. At the same time, he was also surprised that Mo Yanhua had actually survived, and now there wasn't even a trace of poison left in his body.

  "Hurry up and go, your wife's situation is not good. Unfortunately, I can't help her! The master of the Mystic Tower has a deep understanding of heaven's will and may be able to help your wife out of this predicament!"

  "Thank you, Senior Medicine God!"

  Mo Yanhua also didn't dare delay any longer and led Feng Mianxue towards the direction of Xuanji Building.

  The Mystic Pavilion is a very special existence, the status of the pavilion master is transcendent. However, the lifespan of each pavilion master is very short, which is also an unchanging law of the Mystic Pavilion since ancient times.

  Two people walked on the bustling street, but their mood was equally heavy. Even Yaowang couldn't solve the problem on Feng Mianxue's body, how serious it must be!

  "Yanhua, I suddenly feel a bit uneasy! I'm so worried that something will happen to the baby!"

  Feng Mei Xue grasped Mo Yan Hua's hand, her heart filled with anxiety and apprehension.

  "Don't say that, don't talk nonsense, our baby will definitely be born safely and smoothly, there are only two months left before the baby is born, don't say such things!"

  Mo Yanhua comforted with a determined look on her face, "Their baby will definitely be safe and sound, even the god of death won't be able to take the baby away from him!"

  "I hope so!"

  Feng Mei Xue stroked her belly with one hand, soothing the baby's emotions. She could feel the baby's distress, which made her own heart ache as a mother.

  She carefully sensed the baby's thoughts, wanting to know what was wrong with the baby.

  When she heard the baby's faint murmurs, drifting into her soul, it suddenly made her feel as if a thousand arrows were piercing her heart.

  "Mom... it hurts!"

  Her soft and gentle voice was filled with helplessness, causing her nose to suddenly turn sour.

  "Baby, it will stop hurting soon, it will stop hurting soon!"

  She softly comforted the baby, her heart racing like ants on a hot pot.

  If possible, she would rather bear all the hardships herself and not let the baby suffer even a little bit.

  Pity the parents of the world, everyone hopes that their children can be safe and healthy, even if they have to bear all the pain themselves, it is still without complaint!

  "Has the Mysterious Building arrived?"

  Feng Mei Xue saw Mo Yan Hua stop in her tracks, and only then did she manage to calm down from her anxious emotions.

  "We're here!"

  Mo Yanhua saw his wife and children suffering, and he felt even more unbearable. Seeing the Xuanji Building, he felt like he had seen hope.

  Since Medicine God said that the master of Xuanji Pavilion has abilities that reach the heavens, he must be able to make Feng Mianxue better!

  "This is the Mysterious Building!"

  Feng Mei Xue had heard of the name "Mystic Tower" countless times, but this was her first time seeing it.

  In front of me, the layered buildings are stacked, each layer is based on the Bagua array of Taiji's two instruments, suspended and separated, with floating clouds as ladders in between, connected together. The mysterious and distant breath, emanates from the Xuanji Building.

  Snow-white stone pillars stand outside the mysterious tower, carved with wave patterns of seawater. With the central Qilin golden beast incense burner as the focal point, a maze of Taiji yin-yang fish is formed around it. Ordinary people who enter will lose their sense of direction. It is necessary to be guided by the messenger of the mysterious tower to safely enter. The incense burner burns with unique incense that can calm one's mind and quiet the air, relaxing the whole heart.

  "To enter the Mystic Tower, you must purchase a Mystic Crystal Card as proof of entry and exit! Everyone line up to buy one! One at a time!"

  One by one, the little Taoist boys wearing Taoist robes were selling all kinds of mysterious crystal balls. A long, long line stretched from the Mysterious Tower all the way to outside the city gate, and still there was no end in sight.

  "I spent ten days in the queue and finally bought the mysterious crystal! I'm so lucky!"

  A man who had just bought a mysterious crystal orb looked like he was thanking the heavens, tears streaming down his face as he stared at the crystal orb in his hand, overcome with excitement.

  Others envied him, for those who could afford to buy the mysterious crystal were truly lucky. Some people had queued up for a month and still couldn't get their hands on one!

  There are too many people who want to know the future, and many people want to ask about their various fortunes at the Mysterious Building, so the business of the Mysterious Building is always so good.

  "Does this Mystic Tower require a guide to enter?"

  Feng Mei Xue looked at so many people queuing up to buy the mysterious crystal, knowing they couldn't wait any longer, and neither could her baby.

  "Right, so let's have a messenger guide us in then!"

  Mo Yanhua walked directly forward, the long sword in his hand pointing at the small Taoist boy who was selling Xuanji crystals, pressed against his neck, with a handsome face, having a cold and icy aura.

  "Take us in!"

  "Alright, alright! I'll take you in right away!"

  Xiao Dao Tong obviously wasn't encountering this kind of hijacking situation for the first time, so he was very calm and quickly nodded in agreement.

  Anyway, he knew that those who dared to hijack the envoys of Xuānjī Lóu usually ended up going in but not coming out, eventually becoming Xuānjī Lóu's errand boys, with various miserable endings.

  "Another one bites the dust!"

  Everyone saw that someone dared to hijack the Xuanji Building and couldn't help but open their mouths, each one trembling with fear.

  "If the Mystic Tower is so easy to get in, why are there so many people lining up? Does he think we're all idiots?"

  "Yes, last time a Soul Master hijacked the messenger of Xuán Jī Lóu, and in the end, I heard that he ended up as a night pot emptier in the building!"

  "Yes! The Mystic Tower is no place for reckless behavior!"

  "I heard that because of the Buddhist ceremony for the new head of the Buddhist sect at the Wuliang Temple on Qiankun Mountain, the master of the Xuán Jī Gé has returned especially for this occasion. He's probably inside right now!"

  "They're done for!"

  “……”

  Everyone started discussing and gossiping, and for a few seconds, they silently mourned Feng Mie Xue and Mo Yan Hua, who had the intention of not paying and cutting in line to sneak into the Mystic Tower.

  "We're here! We're here! Right ahead is the inner court of the Mystic Tower. There, you will meet the person who will receive you!"

  The little Taoist led them in very cooperatively and brought them to where several law enforcement officials were.

  Originally thought these two were going to be in trouble, but several law enforcement officials hadn't even made a move, and each of them had a row of swords on their heads. Mo Yanhua's sword split into eight, emitting a cold and chilly aura, causing the faces of several law enforcement officials to turn pale as well.

  "Where is Xuantian?"

  The stranger's voice was soft and gentle, without any anger, but it gave people a chilling feeling of coldness.

  "Heavens! Where did this monster come from?!"

  The little path was so frightened that it stood still, without seeing the result of the two being taught a lesson, but instead saw several law enforcement officials being stunned by one move.

  He rubbed his eyes and took a clear look at the stranger's appearance. He was indeed very young, but he didn't dare to believe that his strength could be so formidable?

  "This divine artifact has a predestined connection with me, I'll borrow it for now!"

  A voice full of excitement came down, and a small white hand went straight to the few swords that Mo Yanhua had thrown.

  "You also dare to snatch things from my husband! Do you still want an apprentice?"

  Feng Mei Xue saw that when Xu Tian saw the treasure, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said in a bad temper.

  "Ah! My future apprentice!"

  Xuantian saw Feng Mi Xue with a big belly, and immediately became excited, even the attention to the sword transformed from Mo Yan Hua's Huan Yin magic piano was neglected, and his attention was completely focused on her.

  "Get down, all of you!"

  He waved his sleeves and let others retreat, gazing deeply at her bulging belly.

  "So soon I have a disciple, it's really beyond my expectation. Let me calculate when the disciple was born!"

  His doll-like face revealed adorable dimples, and his smile was exceptionally radiant.

  He started counting on his fingers, and the smile on his face gradually turned strange. In the end, he furrowed his brow, seemingly disbelieving his own calculations, and then furrowed his brow again to recalculate.

  "What did you finally figure out after calculating for half a day?"

  Moyan Hua saw him walking back and forth in a zigzag pattern for dozens of rounds, muttering to himself all the time, and couldn't help but ask.

  "Are you able to calculate or not? Your few claws are almost pinched off!"

  Feng Mei Xue was also made dizzy by him, and her already anxious mood became even more irritable.

  "I can calculate when you're telling lies, but I can't calculate when you're telling the truth!"

  Xuantian glared at her belly, unable to calculate the fate of the baby. He stomped his feet, refusing to believe it. The trajectory of Feng Muxue's fate after the age of 15, he couldn't calculate, but the fetus in her womb, he actually couldn't calculate either, it was really too mysterious!

  He swung his long sleeve, and the yin-yang energy in his hand surged, drawing a Taiji diagram to forcibly calculate the child's fate.

  "Pffft!"

  He hadn't even seen a glimmer of hope when he spat out a mouthful of blood and his complexion turned pale.

  "Damn it! You guys are so stubborn, I won't even give you a chance to calculate your fate! Infuriating, infuriating!"

  Xuántiān wiped away the blood from his lips and said with a huff, "Come on, let's go around again."

  "Don't mind those things, baby is uncomfortable, but I don't know what's wrong, can you see that?"

  Feng Mei Xue hastily asked, now she was most concerned about the safety of her baby, other things, she didn't care.

  "What? Unbearable! A child with this fate, there must be no problem at all! Let me take a look!"

  Xuān Tiān closed his eyes and began to sense the fluctuations within Feng Mie Xue's body. He hadn't expected this, and as soon as he sensed it, he was shocked.

  "This kid is already so cunning before he's even born, he'll definitely be a rebel in the future!"

  He took a deep breath in, looked at Feng Xue like he had seen a ghost, and patted his own forehead.

  "It's probably because the baby absorbed the divine power within you and started cultivating it, but now all six powers within your body have been absorbed by the baby. The baby is too weak to withstand such a huge power!"

  "What can be done about it?"

  Feng Mei Xue heard that the baby couldn't bear it, and immediately became tense. Every time she used her divine power, she would feel a change in the baby, but she didn't expect the baby to start cultivating at such a young age!

  "The powerful force hidden in the Linglong Lotus Bead is very strong, each and every Linglong Lotus Bead is a condensation of the power between heaven and earth. The nine powers of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, darkness, light, time and space are mutually balanced, lacking one will not do."

  Xuantian said slowly, with a rare solemn expression on his face.

  "There is a treasure in your body that barely suppresses the power of Linglong Lianzhu, but now the power of Lianzhu is too great, and the treasure can no longer hold it back. Not to mention that the baby will have problems, even your own safety is hard to guarantee!"

  "Your meaning is to find the remaining Linglong Lianzhu?"

  Mo Yanhua understood Xuan Tian's meaning and slowly opened her mouth to ask.

  "That's right, for the time being, we must find other Linglong Lianzhu before the baby is born. You only need to use a foreign treasure to stabilize the power of the baby's internal struggle, and you can alleviate the crisis."

  Xuántiān slightly nodded his head, with a hint of expectation in his voice. If Linglong Lianzhu were to reunite as one, at that time, who knows what kind of wondrous sight it would be!

  However, you must find Linglong Lianzhu as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if the baby is born, it will be born with congenital deficiency. But, only when all the lotus beads are gathered, there will be a great creation!

  "Do you know what happened to Linglong Lianzhu?"

  Feng Mei Xue asked, she remembered that the map didn't show the complete location of Linglong Lianzhu. It's said that the master of Xuanyuan Pavilion is all-knowing, if he wants to be Baobao's teacher, he must put in some effort.

  "Our Xuanji Building is open for business, if you want to buy Linglong Lianzhu's position, you have to show some sincerity!"

  Xuantian felt that Feng Mie Xue's body had a lot of unusual treasures, but there was no ripple at all, making it difficult for him to guess how many unusual treasures there were. He was just born with a special sensitivity to unusual treasures, and he didn't need any aura or ripples to judge the existence of unusual treasures.

  "You don't want an apprentice anymore? You greedy fool!"

  Feng Mei Xue said with a bad temper, her beautiful eyes stared at him, making Xuan Tian touch his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed.

  "Alright, for the sake of your future junior's face, I'll let you off for free. However, do you have any rare treasures on you that can satisfy my curiosity?"

  Xuān Tiān rubbed his hands together, gazing at Fèng Miè Xuě with a hint of longing. Even if he couldn't have her, it was fine to just take a look!

  "You tell me where Lingluo Lianzhu is first, and I'll let you take a look at the extraordinary treasure!"

  Feng Mei Xue said faintly, her voice full of determination, leaving no room for hesitation.

  "Alright, you win. I remember that in the Spirit Realm's Flowing Cloud City, there is a Luminous Lotus Pearl. If you have the ability to go to the Spirit Realm, then go find it! Now, can I take a look at the exotic treasure?"

  Xuántiān's doll-like face had round and curious eyes.

  "Ah! It's this Jade Lotus Flower!"

  Feng Mei Xue took out her jade lotus flower and waved it in front of Xuan Tian, then put it away again.

  "Jade Lotus!"

  Xuantian's facial expression changed in an instant, and he tensely asked.

  "Where did you get this jade lotus flower?"

  "Why should I tell you? I've already shown you everything! If you're going to ask questions, at least show some sincerity!"

  On Feng Mei Xue's stunningly beautiful face, a hint of cunning appeared. Just now, she had used the power of the Wheel Return Butterfly Pupil to suppress the chaotic divine energy within Baby's body, and Baby had calmed down, putting her mind at ease as well.

  "This is the Yin-Yang Token of the Mysterious Pavilion. With this, you can come to the Mysterious Pavilion at any time and ask me any questions! I have shown my sincerity, now quickly tell me where did you get it from?"

  Xuān Tiān hastily pulled out a token and stuffed it into Fèng Miǎo Xuě's hand, asking anxiously.

  "This is what Lian Chen gave me!"

  Feng Mei Xue put away the Jade Lotus Flower and the Yin Yang Command. Her red lips moved lightly, and a clear, sweet voice fell down.

  "Lotus dust!"

  Xuantian listened to this name and quickly began to calculate with his fingers. With the name, he could easily figure out where that person was.

  He calculated for a moment, and his face immediately lit up with surprise.

  "It's really a case of 'no effort required to find something', I came from the spiritual realm to here just to look for him, and unexpectedly he is right now at the Wuliang Temple in Qiankun Mountain!"

  "What is Lian Chen doing on Gan Kun Mountain?"

  Feng Mei Xue muttered to herself in confusion, her heart filled with incomprehension.

  "Is he going to abandon Ling Xuan and become a monk again? No way, we have to stop him!"

  "Then let's hurry over and see what's going on!"

  Mo Yanhua also had some worries, and her voice slowly fell down.

  "Don't worry, I'll be with you all too!"

  Xuantian saw that they were going to find Lianchen, and he also hurriedly followed up, so that he could also know who was the successor of the Holy Master he had been searching for many years!

  Several people flew towards Mount Kunlun, but they did not see Lian Chen standing on the cold steps of Mount Kunlun at this moment, with his back to Zi Ling Xuan, his eyes revealing a pleading expression, looking up at one high-ranking monk after another.

  "Everyone, please make an exception this time, Lian Chen really needs the Wannian Bodhi!"

  His clear voice was filled with warmth and sincerity as he pleaded genuinely.

  "Hum! Lian Chen, you traitor of Buddhism, still have the face to come to Qiankun Mountain!"

  A monk wearing a cassock, coldly looked at the former Buddha's heir, the holy monk Lianchen who had the best chance of inheriting the position of the Buddhist sect.

  "You are seduced by beauty and have desecrated the Buddha! And you still dare to want the most precious treasure of Buddhism, the Mani Jewel? What a foolish dream!"

  A monk wearing a kasaya held prayer beads in his hand and pointed at the lotus dust with disdain.

  "A proud young master of Buddhism, reduced to such a state! Lian Chen, you have the nerve to show your face again!"

  “……”

  The fellow monks who used to be jealous of his high IQ are now one by one starting to mock him, mercilessly using words to severely wound Lian Chen.

  "Traitor of Buddhism, don't think about entering the Temple of Infinite! You can get out!"

  The abbot of Wu Liang Temple looked at Lian Chen with a cold expression, his voice full of disdain.

  "Please, Master Uncle, be flexible! Let me see Master!"

  Lotus dust believes that Master will definitely help him. In order for Zi Ling to survive, no matter how much humiliation he suffers, he must endure it.

  "Kneel down and crawl up these thousand stone steps step by step? Master Shu can give you a break!"

  The stout and big-eared abbot of Wu Liang Temple glanced at Lian Chen and said with a cold smile.

  "Hahaha!"

  Everyone burst out laughing upon hearing this, and they didn't believe that the once high-and-mighty Young Master of the Buddhist sect would actually kneel down and crawl up in front of so many fellow disciples.

  "Lotus dust, we don't want it anymore, no more Bodhi seeds! Let's go! We're leaving!"

  Zi Ling Xuan heard their words, bit her lip, and wanted to get down from his back and pull him away, not wanting him to be ridiculed like this. But her body was too weak, and even if she wanted to come down, she couldn't.

  "Ling Xuan, wait for me here, I'll definitely bring back the Bodhi fruit to detoxify you!"

  Lotus dust put her beside a large tree, looking at those laughing faces, both knees heavily knelt down, step by step climbing up from the rough stone steps.

  "Eighteen Arhats, take your staffs and beat me!"

  The abbot of the Temple of Infinite Space saw Lotus Dust kneeling in front of everyone and a triumphant smile appeared on his face. He had always been jealous that his master had such a disciple, making all his own disciples lose their luster, and now he was still allowing himself to be bullied!

  The eighteen Arhats heard the order and held their staffs in their hands, striking them at Lian Chen's back.

  But he still gritted his teeth and climbed up, his knees were bleeding, but he didn't make a sound.

  "Hmm——"

  Another heavy club fell, and a few strands of fresh blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but he still stubbornly climbed up.

  "Haha! Look quickly! The most revered and sacred monk in the past is now crawling on the ground like a dog, it's really too funny!"

  "Look at how energetically he's climbing!"

  "This is too ridiculous!"

  “……”

  The sharp sound waves beside his ears, Lian Chen seemed to have not heard a single sentence, and continued to climb upwards. He knew that as long as he climbed to the top, Ling Xuan would have hope.

  No matter how bitter, no matter how painful, he still has to struggle upwards!

  "Lotus dust, come back quickly! You are not allowed to hit him!"

  Zilan saw that Lianchen's back was beaten until it was bloody and bruised, hot tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart ached as if it were about to be torn apart.

  She struggled to get up, mobilized the spiritual power in her body, and flew towards where Lian Chen was. When the heavy sticks came down, she stubbornly blocked them in front of Lian Chen.

  "You beat him, all of you will die!"

  She angrily stood up with a burst of energy, the strange fragrance on her body became even more intense after she used her spiritual power, the flower petals on her hands spread out at a terrifying speed, but she didn't care about anything anymore.

  A terrible power burst out from her body.

  "Rumble!"

  Those eighteen arhats who poisoned Lotus Dust all exploded and died.

  She also fell down due to exhaustion.

  "This wicked woman, how dare she kill people of our Buddhist sect, executing them on the spot!"

  The abbot of Wuliang Temple saw this scene and his eyes suddenly turned red. He shouted loudly in anger.

  "Yes, presiding!"

  All the monks gathered around, wanting to beat the two of them to death with sticks. When the shadow of the sticks fell from the sky and had not yet reached their bodies, countless flames suddenly surged up in the sky.

  "You damned bald donkey, how dare you hurt my friend! Shu'er, burn this broken temple to ashes!"

  Feng Mei Xue's soft voice was laced with intense anger, and she couldn't believe what she had just witnessed as soon as she arrived.

  "Yes, master!"

  Shu Yi's mouth opened wide, and a fierce flame, like a meteor shower in the sky, fell towards the abbot of Wu Liang Temple. The fat-headed and big-eared monk's eyes widened in terror as he stared at the flames, and he hastily used his kasaya to put them out.

  But he didn't know that once the Vermilion Bird's flames had stained his body, they could never be extinguished.

  "Boom——"

  The fierce flames burned fiercely, causing the entire Wuliang Temple to be engulfed in a sea of fire, and from a distance, it was all red.

  The abbot of Wuliang Temple was directly burned to a crisp, without a single breath left.

  Those monks who ridiculed Lotus Dust were also killed or injured, wailing in grief.

  "Lotus dust, Ling Xuan, how did you get here?"

  Feng Mei Xue saw that Lian Chen was injured so badly and Zi Ling Xuan was also on the verge of collapse, her heart felt some pain.

  "I've come for the thousand-year-old Bodhi seed!"

  Lotus dust struggled to get up, holding the weak and delicate body of Purple Qingxuan, with a hint of heartache on her face. It was all his fault, not only did he fail to obtain the Ten Thousand Year Bodhi seed, but also let her suffer along with him!

  "The thousand-year-old Bodhi seed is long gone, they made a young monk of the Buddhist sect take it several days ago, what thousand-year-old Bodhi seed is left?!"

  Xuántiān rolled his eyes and looked at the silly little monk, speechless, and patted his forehead.

  The future spiritual leader, how come it's just a wooden fish head?

  "What's going on? The poison on Ling Xian's body, what about it?"

  Lotus dust heard that the only hope was also shattered, and his voice trembled. When he heard this news, he didn't resent being deceived by those people at first, but worried about Zilan's situation.

  "It takes a man who tied the bell to untie it, let's go find that dead woman and get the antidote!"

  Feng Mei Xue didn't expect that the antidote pill was also useless. With time running out, she could only ask Zi Yun Sui for the antidote now.

  "But we also have no confidence in dealing with Upper Purple Cloud Sleeve!"

  Lotus dust helplessly shook his head, feeling exceptionally disheartened. If he were strong enough, he could have protected Ling Xuan!

  "Foolish kid, you shouldn't be unaware that you're the successor of the Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm, right?"

  Xuántiān looked at his dejected appearance, and saw the wounds on his back that had been beaten to a pulp but were already recovering at a visible speed. A golden lotus birthmark on his back shone brightly, and he immediately confirmed his identity.

  That's right, Lian Chen is the person he wants to find!

  "What? The heir of the Holy Master of the Spiritual Realm?"

  Lotus dust was bewildered, and he didn't know anything about this matter. He had been an orphan since childhood, and his master had raised him, so he didn't know where he came from.

  "That's right, you are our noble young master of the spiritual realm! Forgetting to introduce myself, I am the Grand Priest of Heaven's Will in the spiritual realm, named Xuan Tian!"

  Xuantian manipulated the spiritual energy in his hand to treat Lianchen's injuries, his voice carrying a rare hint of seriousness.

  Shu Yi landed on Feng Mi Xue's shoulder and affectionately rubbed against her cheek.

  Feng Mei Xue looked at Lian Chen's injury and saw that it was healing exceptionally quickly, so she helped her up and brought her to a cleaner area.

  Not long after, streaks of light fell from the sky and transformed into human figures.

  "It's all because of me, I'm late in getting here, and it's caused you so much suffering!"

  A figure with a strong aura knelt down and bowed to Lian Chen.

  They were all the sacred envoys of the spiritual realm summoned by Xuan Tian, each one above the divine rank, with hundreds of people in a row, and there were even greater saints than the divine rank, far surpassing the lineup of the Zi family.

  After all, the Zi family is just a family, while the spiritual realm is an entire plane!

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