Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 822 - 769: Suspected to Be an Old Friend’s Return
These past few days, Cold Spring Temple has been bustling and busy.
As the temple’s frontman, Master Zhiming is responsible for receiving guests from all over and occasionally has to take time to patrol and stroll around.
After all, the blessing rituals at Cold Spring Temple have attracted too many demon cultivators from various places.
Whenever there’s a crowd causing a commotion, it’s inevitable that some mischievous demon cultivators, lacking adequate skills, will jump into the Cold Pool just to try it out.
Often, they don’t manage to retrieve even half of the gold or jade that lures demons, and the demon cultivators on the shore end up sending one after another like huluwas saving their grandpa. In the end, it relies on the Buddhist cultivators in the temple to fish them out, otherwise, they would just be left floating there.
At the same time, the fierce beast suppressed in Cold Spring Temple is also restless.
The strong spiritual energy from the coming and going of demon cultivators is too tempting, and it hasn’t eaten for over seven thousand years. How could it resist such temptation?
It was like someone starving for several days suddenly getting a whiff of their favorite braised pork through a crack in the door, which made them impatiently want to tear the door down.
The problem is that the "door" in front of it isn’t so easily torn apart, and if not careful, it might get fiercely beaten by the Dharma Golden Body.
Possessing brute strength yet strictly suppressed and sealed, the fierce beast Yan Xuan was in an extremely poor mood.
"Some day I’ll outlive all you bald donkeys!"
"No! You can’t die yet, you have to watch me break free from this seal, and then I’ll swallow you whole!"
"That damned bald monk was never my match. A monk doesn’t tell lies! He violated his vow, tricked me into eating filthy stuff... so he died off! Hmph! Even dead, he wants to keep me suppressed... Just wait, his seal isn’t as strong anymore, and I’ll soon regain my freedom!"
"You bunch of damned baldies will eventually be my appetizer!"
"And those outside... slurp! I’m hungry, I want to eat people..."
......
Fasheng was exhausted but had to maintain the state of old monk meditation to avoid arousing the beast’s suspicions.
Yan Xuan wasn’t wrong; the seal of over seven thousand years has been at the limit of a Buddhist cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Realm sacrificing themselves to suppress it.
Originally, relying on the Buddhist teachings of successive abbots at Cold Spring Temple was thought to transform it through rebirth, or at worst, such long-term suppression would deplete the fierce beast’s power, gradually weakening it until it could be eradicated.
Who would have thought that despite not eating or drinking and being unable to circulate and absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy for over seven thousand years, it showed no signs of weakening!
Worried, Fasheng realized there was no Buddhist cultivator like Master Wufa at Cold Spring Temple anymore, and at his highest realm, he hadn’t crossed the great gap to advance to the Tribulation Crossing Realm.
If the fierce beast breaks free, sacrificing his life wouldn’t be enough to reseal it.
What can be done?
"Bald monk, you haven’t tasted human, you don’t know how good it is!"
"We demon beasts are born to eat humans, why should we wrong ourselves?"
"Tender and juicy meat, crispy and fragrant bones, a bite bursting with warm, sweet blood. If you tasted it, you’d never forget..."
The fierce beast was still muttering, and Fasheng coldly replied, "Wicked beast! Don’t think of shaking my cultivation. Besides, what you ate wasn’t a human, but a demon cultivator."
"Bah! Cultivate this nonsense! You’ve gone so far that your head’s full of water!" Last time, Yan Xuan inexplicably got a slap, hurt for days, and could only curl up and whimper like a puppy. Now feeling a bit better, it naturally retaliated more fiercely.
It spat, cursing and swearing, "Bastards, each one acting so high and mighty, born a demon beast, why turn into humans? Ashamed of themselves? They deserved to be swallowed by me!
That’s what it means to get what you asked for!
They’re willing to abandon their beast forms to become human, so I eat them as humans, and they’re not happy. Heh, as for real humans, what’s the point of eating them? No chew, no spiritual energy, dry and tasteless, demon cultivators turned human are the best!
One bite, crispy and crunchy... slurp!
Demon beasts are meant to eat humans! Just like cats eat mice, wolves eat sheep, it’s only natural! Once I’m out, I’ll eat everyone in Cold Spring City!"
The clamoring was like chains rubbing together, or like thunder rumbling, echoing in the large space.
It shook Fasheng, stirring up his spiritual energy, making him wish he could find a divine artifact to sew its mouth shut!
"Amitabha, let go of the attachment, and be free. All is emptiness, but cause and effect are not empty..." He sat cross-legged, the Buddhist beads in his hand rotating slowly, striving to ignore the noise attacking him, trying to lure him into fallacy, and operated his cultivation technique to counter the waves of sound.
Meanwhile, he couldn’t figure out how this fierce beast managed to stay so lively for all these years without spiritual energy nourishment. Even with part of its sound waves canceled by the seal, it could still affect him.
If it encountered a cultivator of low realm and weak willpower, a few sound attacks could incite them to devour demon cultivators. Such a wicked creature must not escape!
He had to consider the next abbot candidate quickly.
Zhiming’s firm daoxin was commendable in every way. Precisely because of this, he felt it was too much of a waste to have him serve as abbot here, expending his talent and time suppressing the fierce beast! What if the beast truly breaks the seal...
"What to do!" Fasheng sighed deeply, his white eyebrows fluttered by the sound waves, floating in the void.
......
"Patron Jiang has arrived? Please, please come!" Zhiming’s face lit up with a smile as soon as the young novice reported. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
This was indeed the blessing star of Cold Spring City!
The Jade Throne Golden Buddha, such a precious treasure, was returned thanks to Patron Jiang. This treasure of the temple could finally return to Cold Spring Temple after being lost for many years and could once again take on the role of overseeing evil cultivators;
