Chapter 2809 - 76: Five Hundred Years in the Game of Rotten Ke

Two sacred texts shine brightly in the sky, one in the southeast, the other in the northwest, calling out to the one in headless Zhu Zheng’s hand.

But time and space are tightly locked, Zhu Yi asks.

No Buddha light connection allowed, no escape for the thief beyond the heavens!

In the mystical darkness, a sigh echoes—

"Alas."

This sigh seems to reach into the listener’s heart. It sighs out endless past stories, sighs out boundless regrets!

The voice seems to resound beside the ears, yet appears to resonate in any place above the heavens and earth. Those with fate hear it, those without enter without a gate.

The voice says: "Since Spider Venerable chose this moment to act, you naturally recognize this poor monk, so why ask knowingly?"

Inside the body of headless Zhu Zheng, a kind of resonance is born.

It’s a resonance born from the bond of the Spider Family bloodline in this cause and effect, creating a harmony with this world. Through this resonance, a voice nearly akin to Dao Principles emerges.

Of course, it is graceful, noble, with Zhu Yi’s unique self.

The voice responds: "Though I have some guesses, I cannot be completely sure. Master should know that my actions at this moment involve great sacrifice and much effort. Why not show compassion to the world, resolving my doubts and regrets?"

The mystical voice replies: "Speak my name, and you shall have no regrets!"

These eight words truly have a majestic feel.

Although the voice isn’t loud, it seems to touch the peak of heaven, soaring into the clouds.

Across the myriad heavens and worlds, how many can say this to Zhu Yi?

"Before this, there are some specific details I am not very clear on. Can the master dispel my confusion?" The voice of Zhu Yi says, as spider silk like jade threads continuously seals off more possibilities: "For instance... how did you manipulate the time here?"

The mystical voice surprisingly does not shy away, actually answering: "In the late ancient era, the Demon clan made many efforts to counterattack.

For example, they built a Time Treasure Ship, carrying many strong ones, attempting to return to the glory days of the Demon clan, early to erase the rise of the Human Race... Later it was shattered in the Long River of time.

In this land of Shenxiao, there is a remnant of it known as ’Flying Light’. Although it is decayed, it still possesses divine anomalies here.

This poor monk merely found the remnants of the Flying Light, turned the helm, and stirred the wheel of the world.

Only then did the time of this place revert, letting everything start anew.

Confusing the time of Shenxiao’s land, making Shenxiao’s land and the Monster Realm unaligned in frequency, losing their temporal connection.

Making the benefactor laugh...

This monk is old, the treasure ship decayed, unable to move the powers of Chan Fayuan or Ji Xingkong, causing flaws in the reenacted story, leaving gaps for you to tread here."

"This is the world left by my Demon’s legendary planning for many years. Yet the remnants of Flying Light here, I did not know!" Zhu Yi’s voice carries astonishment: "But the master can actually perceive its secrets, harness its force, and narrate history with me! Your cultivation truly leaves me in awe!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qilang’s brows furrowed deeply, his heart already a tumultuous storm.

How does this sound... Could this third-party Buddhism strong one actually not be of the Demon clan? Yet "Buddha’s Fifty-Eight Chapters" was passed down by Xiang Mi Dharma King, clearly a Buddhist scripture of the Monster Realm. How can an outsider manipulate this layout?

"Benefactor jests." The mystical voice says: "Thanks to the special nature of this place... If this world were not so, would this poor monk come?"

The five fingers of headless Zhu Zheng turned pale at the bone joints, nearly sinking into the cover of "Buddha’s Fifty-Eight Chapters", creating indelible dents. This shows the intensity of the struggle between them.

Yet Zhu Yi’s voice remains exceedingly calm, giving rise to a sudden realization amidst tranquility: "Five hundred years ago, twenty Chapters of the ’Buddha’s Fifty-Eight Chapters’ from the Heavenly Demon Pavilion were stolen, flowing out from the Imperial City.

In the Ancient Imperial City, the world was in strict vigilance, it was later discovered that your Mount Sumeru colluded with Demon clan insiders... At the time, already killed one of your Great Bodhisattvas.

But only seven Chapters were recovered, and thirteen Chapters remain unaccounted for.

We generally believed that your Mount Sumeru had returned them. A Great Bodhisattva surely worth thirteen Chapters! At that time Qi Guanying left a letter at Five Evils Basin, inviting you to exchange again.

To think you didn’t send those thirteen Chapters back then, but scattered them in the Monster Realm, hiding them among the market.

Perhaps... just for today?"

In the Mirror World, Jiang Wang listened more and more disconcerted and suddenly stood up.

Originally thinking the land of Shenxiao was a duel arena for the Demon clan’s strong ones. He was pleased with the internal strife of the Demon clan, watching them overturn the chessboard.

But how did a Mount Sumeru come into play?

Is it the Mount Sumeru I know?

Master Ku Jue once said he would take me to that unbearably smelly donkey pen for a challenge? Ah, no, Master Ku Jue once said he would take me to visit that brotherly sect, the current Buddhist Western Holy Land?!

A faint voice in the void let out a sigh, echoing the changing tides, the endless suffering of all beings—

"The Know-hear Bell was originally the treasure of Mount Sumeru, lost many years ago to the Monster Realm, acquired by the Ancient Difficult Mountain, and has never returned. For years, Mount Sumeru has attempted to reclaim this treasure, sacrificing much, but with no success.

Before my master’s passing, he held my hand, unwilling to close his eyes, saying nothing, yet I knew what he was watching...

Five hundred years ago, Uncle Ming Zhi orchestrated a plan, employing two hundred year-devoted Buddhist followers, stealing scriptures from the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. It was meant to trigger a conflict between the Ancient Difficult Mountain and the Black Lotus Temple, followed by a series of grand plans affecting the Eight Domains and Nine Venerables, to successfully capture the Know-hear Bell.

Unfortunately, it was discovered at that time.

The plan repeatedly failed.

I broke through temporarily to participate in this scheme, yet it was to no avail, only able to watch Uncle Ming Zhi being beaten to death... only to scatter the ’Buddha’s Fifty-Eight Chapters’, across the ends of the earth.

Master is right, indeed this is for today.

For five hundred years, I dare not forget even a single day."

From the very beginning, Zhu Yi had a clear judgment. The third main player in the Shenxiao situation was from the Buddhist sect beyond the heavens.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have acted hastily when the timing was utterly unripe, and her layout far from reaching critical points, especially in a state of injury!

Whether the Know-hear Bell was snatched by the Black Lotus Temple or taken back by the Ancient Difficult Mountain, whether it was destroyed or lost, she cared not. But it must not be reclaimed by the human race!

At this moment, her early entry was sacrificing her own grand plan for the grand plan of the Demon clan.

That’s why the voice from Mount Sumeru asked that question knowingly.

Speaking to this point, Zhu Yi could only utter: "Master indeed has well-meaning intentions. If it were not for the different paths of humans and demons, I would have taken a seat! No matter if you take the bell, so what?"

"Embarrassing to hear a master call!" The voice in the void slightly shifted, sounding more formal.

Chai Asi never thought he could hear the teeming beings, the passage of time from a voice.

This voice in the void had fundamentally changed its attitude, switching from a wandering monk passing through, idly chatting to resolve doubts, to an old monk settling down, meeting various parties: "Just relying on each’s means, each discussing life and death... this poor monk is Master Xingnian, meeting Zhu Yi, benefactor."

Xing Nian?

Mount Sumeru’s Master Xingnian, the highest achiever of the ’Future Astral Tribulation Scripture’ in the current world, a True Monarch of Gua Dao comparable to Zheng Ruanting of the Daqi Qintian Bureau?!

Human race!?

Unlike the bewilderment amongst the present demons. At this moment, Jiang Wang in the Mirror World was almost in tears of excitement, itching to leap up and perform a set of Human Dao Sword Style, to celebrate with Mount Sumeru’s Great Bodhisattva.

Master! I’m very familiar with the Hanging Monastery, have visited the Withering and Flourishing Temple, Xi Yue An too, I have seen the Know-hear Bell in both broad hears and know hears, I have a deep connection with Buddhism! Are you heading back now? Is it convenient to give me a lift?!!

Let’s not mention Someone Jiang is packing here to head home.

Over there, Master Xingnian proclaimed aloud in the void, making moves in Shenxiao, playing against Zhu Yi... introducing himself, saying, "Greetings, benefactor."

Originally, the sky was woven with spider silk, locking the heavenly golden light.

But as his voice fell, the white spider silk suddenly turned into golden threads!

Who is the heavenly golden thread bridal gown woven for?

In the vast endless future, a path becomes increasingly clear, a picture fully sketched...

Then it occurs.

The past is past, the future has arrived!

The headless Zhu Zheng actually gathered a phantom head. Hair pinned cloud updo, inserting golden hairpins, dignified face, elegant eyebrows, unmistakably Zhu Yi’s face!

Zhu Yi borrowed the connection of cause and effect, to exert force here.

At this moment, it turned cause into effect, the cage replaced the bird.

The true body in the Monster Realm cannot move, yet the true life was already being tethered here.

Xing Nian proclaimed: "Today reclaim one bell, kill one Yan Dao!"

This highest achiever of the ’Future Astral Tribulation Scripture’ in the current world, scattered thirteen Chapters of ’Buddha’s Fifty-Eight Chapters’ throughout the universe, laid out plans for five hundred years, only then borrowing the Shenxiao situation to collect the pieces.

Lu Qilang getting the book is Spirit Perception. Chai Asi acquiring the book is Yuan Law. Zhu Zheng obtaining the book, even Quan Yingyang personally arranged...

Zhu Yi’s move was also within the calculation!