The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 244 - 190 Yang Mei’s Arrival

What on earth happened at Western Sumeru Mountain that suddenly let loose such a vast demonic qi?

Let’s go back to forty-nine days ago, the moment when Zhunti and Jieyin returned to Mount Sumeru!

Zhunti, thinking he had gotten a good deal, said to Jieyin on the road, "Brother, The Three Pure Ones and Netherworld River are such fools! To trade mere four postnatal treasures including one for storage, in exchange for a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure! Indeed, it was a profitable deal!"

Jieyin also smiled faintly and said, "Yes, brother! I don’t know what they were thinking! Now that our Western spiritual treasures are in short supply, this treasure will be just right for suppressing the Eight Treasures Merit Lotus Pond!"

The two Saints joyfully returned to Mount Sumeru and placed the Blood Drinking Soul Devouring Saber in the main hall of the Great Leiyin Temple, purifying it for forty full days. The originally dark blade was transformed into a translucent milky-white by the chanting of the monks.

That day, Zhunti took the Blood Drinking Soul Devouring Saber from the main hall to the outside of the Eight Treasures Merit Lotus Pond and told Jieyin, "Brother, now that the evil qi and demonic intent in this Spiritual Treasure are eliminated, shall we sink it into the bottom of the Eight Treasures Merit Pond to completely suppress that Third Grade Destroying Hell Black Lotus?"

Jieyin nodded gravely and said, "Brother, the Destroying Hell Black Lotus has been increasingly volatile lately. I suspect that a remnant of Luo Hou’s Primordial Spirit might still linger in the center of the pedestal. With this treasure suppressing it, given time, we will certainly eradicate Luo Hou’s Primordial Spirit, and this black lotus will become an object in our control!"

"Brother, you open the seal! I’ll seal this Blood Drinking Soul Devouring Saber under the Lotus Pond," Zhunti said, handling the long saber.

"Alright, pay attention, brother!" Jieyin nodded, forming mysterious talismans with his hands, with Circulation Spirit Qi surging around, golden runes slowly emerged from his fingers. These ghostly-drawn runes quickly solidified in the void into a resplendent Buddha statue. The Buddha clasped the Immovable Ming King Seal, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he uttered softly, "Ommm!"

The booming sound formed golden ripples, slowly cleansing the surroundings.

The chant seemed to echo with scriptures, thundering and resonating, as if a mighty Buddha was preaching the dharma to all, transmitting teachings through the ages unceasingly. The Buddha’s eyes full of compassion gently emitted golden light, intending to lead the people towards goodness and the Buddha, with an enlightening impact, urging people to convert to the Three Jewels.

If Li Qingming were here, he would spit and curse, "Shameless Buddhist Sect, always engaging in despicable manipulations!"

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The entire Eight Treasures Merit Lotus Pond was lifted up, the water and golden lotuses seeming contained as if in a huge basin, not spilling a drop.

At the unfathomably dark bottom of the pond, a Third Grade Destroying Hell Black Lotus emitted a faint glow, restlessly moving. However, no matter how it struggled, it could not break the three-meter radius around it, as if the area was sealed, which indeed it was.

Thousands of years ago, Jieyin inadvertently discovered a strong destructive aura at the bottom of this pond. Driven by curiosity, he sent his Primordial Spirit down. Just upon reaching the bottom, his Primordial Spirit was enveloped by a layer of black light, incessantly pulled towards the eerie lotus in the center. Jieyin was instantly terrified and decisively abandoned that part of his Primordial Spirit, withdrawing quickly.

Still shaken, Jieyin informed Zhunti of the incident. When Zhunti heard that it was the Third Grade Destroying Hell Black Lotus underground, he was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, feeling both palpitations and regret, wishing he could have taken that black lotus out right then.

So many years had passed, and yet, the black essence was still stubbornly trying to escape this space.

"Hahaha, whether you are Black Lotus or Luo Hou! As long as this Spiritual Treasure can completely annihilate you, you will ultimately become an object in the hands of us brothers!" Zhunti laughed heartily, throwing the now pearly-white Blood Drinking Soul Devouring Saber down with layers of Buddhist Forbidden Techniques.

"Buzz!"

The saber’s sudden collision with the black light burst forth boundless splendid brilliance. In that instant, a terrifying black light erupted, the horrific demonic qi directly tore through the sky, Chaos Qi surged, ripping apart heaven and earth, the intense light limitless, cascading downwards. This was an aura that sent chills down the spine, even from an infinite distance, that majestic force was palpable!

Jieyin and Zhunti’s expressions changed drastically, never expecting such an outcome.

This was the overwhelming demonic qi that Li Qingming and the demons had seen previously above the East Sea.

At this moment, The Three Pure Ones and Netherworld River were laughing heartily. They had traded a potentially explosive waste for four practical Spiritual Treasures, truly a worthwhile trade.

Li Qingming smiled faintly, unconcerned, and continued to watch the countless Jinli leaping through the air below Dragon Gate. The spreading smile at the corner of Li Qingming’s mouth indicated his good mood was evident to anyone.

His mood was indeed good; however, it was unfortunate for Zhunti and Jieyin.

The moment the Blood Drinking Soul Devouring Saber touched the Black Lotus, a shadowy figure emerged from the lotus, cackling and grasping the saber, said, "Jieyin, Zhunti, you two traitors of the West! You didn’t expect that my Primordial Spirit Mark was hidden within the Black Lotus!"

"Hmph! You are just a Primordial Spirit Mark of Luo Hou, yet dare to boast so! Today, this poor monk will act for the Heavenly Dao and sever this part of your Primordial Spirit!" Zhunti snorted coldly, his hand shining with seven-colored light. The Innate Treasure, Seven Treasures Miao Tree, appeared suddenly in his hand, sweeping towards Luo Hou’s Primordial Spirit Mark with unmatched power.

Jieyin was not idle either; his Golden Light shone brightly as he fiercely swung the Demon-Subduing Pestle towards the top of Luo Hou’s Primordial Spirit’s skull.

"Hmph, I have no time to waste here. You better wash your necks and wait for me to deal with you! Hehehe..." The retreating Primordial Spirit Mark sinisterly laughed and swiftly disappeared into the Third Grade Black Lotus. The air trembled violently, ripping through space, disappearing without a trace.

Jieyin and Zhunti’s attacks missed, and a miserable scream followed: "Luo Hou, I will never rest until you are dead in this life!"

Many Great Ability beings of Primordial Land secretly scoffed upon hearing this, "Zhunti is just boasting. What can ’never rest until dead’ really do? Does he dare to go to the Endless Void to fight him to death?"

At this moment, Li Qingming was unconcerned with these affairs. Seeing that the problems of the Dragon Clan’s bloodline had been resolved, he bid farewell to the Dragon Clan and his old friends, returning to Penglai Immortal Island.

Before even entering the Vitality Hall, Li Qingming could already hear Yang Mei’s loud, gong-like voice, along with the gentle laughter of Li Yanran from inside the hall.

"Hahaha, what makes senior Yang Mei so happy?" Li Qingming deliberately increased his pace, entering the great hall with a cheerful smile.

"Of course, it’s good news! I have something good to tell you! I tell you, lad... Pfft!" Yang Mei laughed heartily, turning his head and glancing at Li Qingming. But with that glance, he couldn’t shift his eyes away anymore, his eyeballs almost popping out as he sprayed out the tea he had just sipped.

Yang Mei pointed at Li Qingming, his face flush with excitement, "You lad, when did you become a Saint! I, an old man, struggled desperately for several Primordial Meetings, and only under the guidance of an old friend did I unite the Three Corpses and achieved the Saint Position! You have only been born for a few years, how could you possibly become a Saint!"

Li Qingming frowned, having already retracted the aura of a Saint, plus the concealed aura from the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc, which should have made it impossible for others to notice. What was going on?

"Senior, my cultivation is still in the late sub-Saint phase, far from reaching the Saint realm!" Li Qingming stole a glance at Yang Mei, and a thought struck him as he spoke.

"You lad trying to deceive me! Ever since I cut out the Heavenly Dao World from within me, I can see through someone’s strength at a glance in the Primordial World, besides Old Ghost Hong Jun!" Yang Mei drank some tea angrily and continued, "But what’s strange is, has this young lad suffered some injuries or something? How come his realm is that of a Saint, yet his Mana cultivation is stuck in the late sub-Saint phase?"

Li Yanran overheard from her Master that Li Qingming had suffered injuries before and quickly approached Li Qingming, examining him closely, "Little Da, where are you hurt? Was it caused by Saint Zhunti?"

Li Qingming grabbed his mother’s hands, "Mother, don’t listen to this old man’s nonsense! I’m not injured, just ask Xiao Er if you don’t believe me!" saying this, Li Qingming glared daggers at Xiao Er, meaning obvious to any fool.

"Yes, mother!" Li Qingquan blinked and said anxiously, "Big brother is so powerful, how could that old scoundrel Zhunti possibly hurt him!"

"Nonsense, would I, an old man, see wrongly?" Yang Mei fumed, his white beard fluttering as his face turned beet red.

"Alright, Master! Are you really going to argue with a junior?" Li Yanran hurriedly stood up to calm the old man’s fiery temper.

"Humph humph, in view of Yanran’s face, this old man will be magnanimous and let you two stinky lads off!" Yang Mei grumbled under his breath, his hand movements unceasing as a burst of green light suddenly emanated from his left hand. Lightning-fast, it scattered towards the two brothers, Li Qingming.

Li Qingming’s lips curled into a smile, "Old man, I knew you wouldn’t let things go!" As Li Qingming spoke, a ring of peculiar spatial fluctuations spread around him. The green light rooted in the Void, and then thick vines as large as arms entangled around the space, fiercely striking towards Li Qingming.

Li Qingming chuckled lightly, simply uttering, "Burst!" Suddenly, those gruesome and terrifying vines exploded with a series of muffled ’puffs,’ instantly vanishing into the Void.

"I knew this young fellow was a Saint! Even the Chaos Vine, capable of killing a sub-Saint, couldn’t stand against him, how could he not be a Saint?" It seems Yang Mei’s cultivation has gone somewhat awry, but compared to the cold-hearted Hong Jun, he indeed has a bit more human touch! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)