Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 480 - 208: A Compassionate Heart, I Am Supreme

Tonight, Xuan Youwei greeted five or six young men and women with a faint smile, responsible for hosting them. Their toasts crisscrossed amidst a friendly atmosphere at the banquet.

These individuals were not from the same force but representatives of an alliance, each belonging to different forces within the alliance. Without exception, they were all among the top forces on the Ancient Road.

The alliance was named Emperor Sky, harboring great ambition, gathering like-minded people in an attempt to integrate the Far East battle zone, clear the field ahead of time, and eliminate competitors.

"Is Mr. Mu not here?" A white-haired young man in the group asked with a smile. He was the strongest representative present, who had once reached the quasi-taboo level in the True Seed Realm.

Regretfully, he said, "What a pity, I wanted to discuss the secrets of this Ancient Road with Mr. Mu."

Xuan Youwei was startled, realizing that Mr. Mu, who was treated as a distinguished guest by Kun Qianzhou, might have an origin even more extraordinary than she knew.

The group quickly shifted the conversation to the alliance.

Upon learning that Kun Qianzhou was entering seclusion and was about to undergo a transformation, everyone’s expressions became solemn.

Recently, Kun Qianzhou had already made a name for himself on the nearby Ancient Road, which was why they decided to accept the Four Gods Church. And now, a transformation again?

The white-haired young man muttered softly:

"Although we have many allies, we also have many enemies. Currently, there are more than twenty top forces on the Ancient Road. Some may lack a Taboo sequence, yet their overall strength is outstanding, and with ancient battle formations, their true combat power should not be underestimated."

"Among these forces, there are no lack of allies. To our knowledge, Lin Jia’er of the Eternal Night Kingdom has recently officially formed an alliance with Yue Huansha of the Moon Palace;

The Heavenly God Clan’s Heavenly God Temple has also recently conquered Luotian City, whose resident Taboo sequence warrior has since vanished...

The Martial Artists of the All Phenomena Heavenly Kingdom have also formed an alliance with You Chengkong, the leader of the Nether Mansion from the Southern Wilderness Continent...

There’s also the Sun and Moon Alliance, which is quite far from us, which previously defeated the Heavenly Net Hall, and reportedly, there are two Taboo sequence members within their alliance..."

As Xuan Youwei listened to the group lay out the situation on the Ancient Road clearly, she couldn’t help but narrow her eyes.

Together with their Four Gods Church, Emperor Sky already boasted over five Taboo sequence level forces. They were unparalleled on the Ancient Road. If they played their cards right and struck before others were forced to ally, maybe they really could unify the entire Ancient Road in the Far East battle zone.

Just as they were quietly discussing and planning,

Suddenly, noisy sounds came from outside.

Martial Artists from the Four Gods Church rushed into the room without regard for the occasion, approaching Xuan Youwei with grim faces to deliver a message through a secret voice transmission.

Upon hearing the news, Xuan Youwei stood up abruptly, suppressing the shock in her heart so as not to lose composure in front of the distinguished guests.

The Divine Lord’s statue had just cracked, someone had infiltrated the Divine Temple treasury?!

The Four Gods Church’s treasury was protected by numerous checkpoints. It was impossible for someone to infiltrate without a trace, unless...

Xuan Youwei instantly thought of Weber and Crassus, who had vanished without a word. Could it be them?

No, they wouldn’t dare betray the Divine Lord. It must be someone else who had forcefully stolen the information.

Xuan Youwei made a quick decision and transmitted, "Go find Yin Kongqing. Have him take action."

The messenger replied with an ugly expression, "We’ve already looked for him, but Mr. Yin is not in the dojo."

Xuan Youwei frowned. With Shen Mengjing gone, Kun Qianzhou in seclusion, Yin Kongqing was the strongest combat power within the Four Gods Church. Even she was a notch below him.

"Youwei, is something wrong? Why don’t we go take a look together?" The white-haired young man in the center stood up proactively, speaking affectionately with a smile, "Let’s see which petty thief dares to create trouble while Mr. Kun is in seclusion."

Xuan Youwei frowned slightly but did not refuse.

They stepped outside, found a tall building, and looked from above down at the Divine Temple area. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Despite being besieged by countless Martial Artists of the church, a single figure was still bravely fighting their way out of the encirclement.

When Xuan Youwei saw the person’s face, she was taken aback and for a moment did not dare to acknowledge it, as she had only seen photos of this person before.

After a while, her expression changed abruptly, she turned around and transmitted to one of the Four Gods Church’s Martial Artists to quickly notify Kun Qianzhou, no longer caring whether Kun Qianzhou was in seclusion.

Because the person was Ji Jingqiu, the one Kun Qianzhou had been longing for!

At the Divine Temple,

Ji Jingqiu moved forward calmly and composedly, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful, cutting a bloody path through the continually attacking Four Gods Sect followers without a single drop of blood staining his clothes.

No matter who approached, none could withstand even a single strike from him.

He fought his way through, and as one person fell, and blood dyed the temple, even more followers of the Four Gods Sect rushed forward.

This scene made Ji Jingqiu frown inwardly. Normally, when faced with such an insurmountable gap, many would cease their advance, knowing it would lead only to death. Only these zealous followers of the Four Gods Church would act this way.

Such killing, watching life after life slip away in his hands, brought about a sense of discomfort and reluctance. In his years of martial practice, he had cultivated for too short a period to form a heart willing to kill. However, the thought that these people were all followers of the Four Gods Church, whose deaths were unworthy of pity, lessened that discomfort considerably.

Of course, he didn’t think this sense of mercy was wrong because it was not due to being soft-hearted but rather from a compassionate heart.

To kill in protection of life, to cut down karma, not people.

For a Martial Artist to harbor a compassionate heart was a good thing.

What he needed to do was rightly guide that compassionate heart.

The Bodhisattva’s downcast gaze and the Vajra’s fierce stare were both forms of compassion.

Tonight, he pushed through, carving a path of blood, sweeping across with an invincible aura. His gaze was like lightning, causing many to fear meeting his eyes, instilling trepidation and an instinct to retreat.

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