The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 297 - 143 Emperor’s Treasure "Kongtong Seal" (Part 1)

Chapter 297: Chapter 143 Emperor’s Treasure "Kongtong Seal" (Part 1)

Ksitigarbha glanced indifferently at Jieyin and said, "Master Jieyin! Zhunti, after all, has the grace of raising and teaching this disciple. You can block the disciple’s path to enlightenment for your own benefit and abandon Ksitigarbha! But Ksitigarbha will not become an unfaithful and unfilial person!"

At this point, Ksitigarbha paused. With a single hand gently touching his forehead, a vast expanse of Qingyun clouds rose from the ground, and the peaceful and compassionate Good Corpse of Ksitigarbha leaped down from the clouds. Bowing to Ksitigarbha, it said, "The little monk pays respects to the original self!"

Ksitigarbha casually waved his hand and said, "Cut the fake compassion! In order to repay the Buddhist karma, from now on your name is King Ksitigarbha, continue to fulfill the grand vow of the Heavenly Dao! The original self will change my name to Moluo. From now on, all ties with the Buddhist Sect are severed!"

King Ksitigarbha smiled slightly and nodded, "King Ksitigarbha receives the original self’s mandate!"

Moluo stared deeply at Zhunti, whose expression was ugly, and let out a long howl to the sky saying, "Heavenly Dao above, today there is Moluo, who wishes to establish the Infinite Demon Realm in the Western Kutuo Country, gathering the impoverished cultivators between heaven and earth, pioneering the cultivation methods of the Demon Path! Buddha turns demon, Dao turns demon, demon turns demon! I hope the Heavenly Dao bears witness!"

"Boom!"

The heaven remained silent for a while, and then a huge beam of Merit Golden Light shot from beyond the Nine Heavens, directly piercing the void of the Earthly Palace, and landed on Moluo’s mind.

Moluo was enveloped in a dazzling aura for a moment, and after a short while, a black-robed Daoist stepped out of the Iron Rod and bowed to Moluo, "Fellow Daoist has my respects!"

Moluo laughed heartily and said, "Fellow Daoist, there is no need for formalities. From today, you will be known as Su Mo, overseeing the Kutuo Demon Domain, promoting the prosperity of my Demon Path!"

Su Mo bowed once more and, in a flash, disappeared within the Earthly Palace.

"Ksitigarbha, do you think you can leave the Earthly Palace alive?" Jieyin said fiercely, caring no longer for assisting Zhunti, pulled out the Jieyin Treasure Banner, and prepared to take action.

Moluo’s brows displayed a serious hue, and the confrontation was on the verge of breaking out.

"Rumble!"

Just at this moment, the nature’s spiritual energy trembled, and the Heavenly secrets were thrown into disarray. As all Saints calculated carefully, they discovered that a Spiritual Treasure had emerged. Such an event indicated an extraordinary item was at hand.

Jieyin’s expression froze, hesitant to glance at the other Saints, and with vexation, he said, "Ksitigarbha, our Buddhist Sect will definitely not let you off!" With those words and a wave of his hand, he lifted the severely injured body of Zhunti and disappeared from the Earthly Palace.

"Elder Brother, it seems this time there is a great opportunity," Tongtian said excitedly with gleaming eyes.

Primordial said nothing but looked at Laozi as if inquiring.

"It seems you have all deduced that a Spiritual Treasure has emerged. This time it may have some fate with me, but the Heavenly Dao is unclear and quite vague. Gentlemen, there is no need to discuss further, we will know upon arrival," Laozi stopped his continuous calculations and suddenly spoke, glancing at Houtu and Netherworld River.

Houtu and Netherworld River exchanged looks and said in unison, "Agreed!"

In the Nuwa Palace located in Chaos Outer Heaven, Fu Xi and Nuwa were sitting opposite each other.

Fu Xi took a sip from the teacup in front of him and said, "Sister, for some reason, I always feel that something big is about to happen to me these days. No matter how hard I try to deduce, it is always obscured with mist and leaves no trace!"

Nuwa gently furrowed her brows and sighed, "Brother, don’t worry too much. What is meant to come will always come!"

"What should we do about this emergence of a Spiritual Treasure?" Fu Xi finished his tea with a slight shake of his head.

Nuwa smiled slightly and said, "We should go together, of course!"

After years of recovery and reconstruction, the once Witch Tribe-trampled Heavenly Court has once again stood firm in Primordial.

In the Palace of the Polestar, Di Jun and Taiyi were seated upon their thrones. Below stood Bai Ze, Kunpeng, and other Demon Clan Saints.

"Fellow Daoists, with the near-imminent battle between our Witch and Demon Clans, and now with the emergence of a Spiritual Treasure, what should we do?" Di Jun said with a grave face, seriously looking at the ministers below.

Bai Ze stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, we must plan for this early! We must not let the Witch Tribe get ahead in seizing this Spiritual Treasure."

"Elder Brother, let’s not discuss this further. We shall take the Star Monarchs with us and set up the Celestial Stars Formation. Those insignificant ones will have no power," Taiyi didn’t beat around the bush and directly gave his stance.

Di Jun thought about it, and apart from this, it seemed there wasn’t another option. He could only agree with Taiyi’s suggestion and gathered the Demon Crowd to head towards the site where the Spiritual Treasure emerged.

At Mount Buzhou, the Ancestral Witch Hall.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were gathered in the hall, Gonggong waved his arms disdainfully and said, "Elder Brother, what’s there to discuss. We can simply set up the Twelve Duterrestrial God Evil Array, and no matter how many Demons fill the skies, they won’t be able to manage even a little bit of fortune."

Zhu Rong somewhat speechlessly punched Gonggong and said, "Xiao Shui, you idiot, wake up! Our Witch Tribe has the Dutian Godly Evil Formation, but the Demon Clan also has the Celestial Stars Formation. Those feathered beasts will not let you slaughter them at will."

Di Jiang with an imposing aura patted the table and said, "Alright, alright! As long as the Spiritual Treasure does not fall into the hands of the Demon Clan, we will consider it a victory."

The Witch Tribe was momentarily startled and thought to themselves, "Right! Our Witch Tribe doesn’t cultivate Primordial Spirits, so even if the Spiritual Treasure fell into our hands, it wouldn’t be of much use! As long as it doesn’t end up in the hands of the Demon Race, everything will be perfect!"

With this thought, the collective Ancestor Witches gathered their tribe people and set off together.

This place was on the side of Buzhou Mountain, amidst a desolate expanse of towering hills, with peaks sharp as arrows, and ridges winding like a lurking giant dragon. Poisonous miasma spewed from within the mountains, ruining what was once a fine land. Now, with the Spiritual Treasure yet to emerge, even Saints like Li Qingming couldn’t explore the area; they could only stand aside and wait quietly for the birth of the Spiritual Treasure.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Nuwa and Fu Xi arrived, hand in hand.

Seeing this, the gathered Saints hurried forward to greet them: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, you are well!"

Nuwa also returned the salute and said, "Greetings to all Fellow Daoists; I am afraid I have arrived late this time!"

The Saints glanced at each other and laughed, "We have just arrived ourselves!" freeweɓnovel.cøm

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the overwhelming Demon Clan army, led by Di Jun and Taiyi, came rolling over from the direction of the Heavenly Court. Their dense forces utterly obscured the Cangqiong sky.

Tongtian frowned slightly, saying, "What are the Demon Race up to now that the Spiritual Treasure is causing trouble?"

The Netherworld River mocked, "Perhaps they’re just here to enjoy the spectacle!"

"Boom!"

Another thunderous roar echoed, and a cloud of dust filled the air as countless shirtless Witch Tribe Cultivators, wielding Wolf Fang Clubs or large machetes, rushed over from the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"Hmph, the Witch Tribe certainly knows how to pick their moment!" Nuwa watched the approaching Witch Tribe army, her brows furrowed in a cold snort.

Houtu, startled by Nuwa’s reaction, giggled and said, "Sister, are you saying the Demon Race doesn’t know how to pick their moment?"

Nuwa’s face flushed, ready to argue, when unexpectedly Fu Xi tugged at her, giving a meaningful glance towards Li Qingming. Nuwa followed Fu Xi’s gaze to Li Qingming, and immediately shut her mouth.

Li Qingming was indeed in a bad mood, a very bad mood! According to the information just received from the Heavenly Dao, the Spiritual Treasure was the Emperor’s Treasure, the Kongtong Seal. Its emergence at this time indicated that the Witch Demon Great Tribulation was drawing near. After this event, the Great Tribulation of the two clans would commence!

The Witch and Demon Clans’ armies stared at each other from afar. The Twelve Ancestor Witches stepped forward to pay their respects to the Saints, explicitly excluding Jieyin and Zhunti. This left the Western Two Saints mortified and extremely embarrassed.

On the side of the Demon Race, Di Jun approached Nuwa and said, "Di Jun and Taiyi pay their respects to Lady Nuwa!"

As a member of the Demon Clan, Nuwa’s sense of belonging was much stronger. Plus, with Di Jun and Taiyi being the Demon Clan Emperors, she didn’t want to be overly rude, so she waved her hand and said, "Your Majesties are too kind!"

Seeing the assembly of Saints from all over Primordial, Bai Ze quickly turned to Nuwa and paid his respects, asking, "Lady, have you come to help our Demon Clan obtain this Spiritual Treasure?"

Each of these demons from the Demon Race had lived for countless years. Hearing Bai Ze’s words, they all prostrated themselves and shouted in thanks, "Thank you, Lady Nuwa, and Emperor Xi for your help."

Nuwa’s pretty face flushed crimson and turned frosty. The rage in her heart surged like overturning seas and rivers. The Spiritual Treasure had yet to emerge, yet the Demon Race wanted to firmly tie her to their chariot, pushing her to aid their cause in obtaining the treasure. This was an intolerable insult.

Her strong sense of allegiance to the Demon Race dissipated in an instant, by seven to eight parts.

"Now is not the time to talk about the Spiritual Treasure. You’d better watch out for others. Fu Xi and I will act according to the Heavenly Dao," Nuwa said coolly, deftly sidestepping the issue.

"Hahaha, blithering beasts of the Demon Race, with us Ancestor Witches here, do you still think you have a chance at the Spiritual Treasure?" Hou Yi stepped forward with a mocking look on his face.

"Taiyi!" Hou Yi burst out in laughter, "You failed to take my life last time; it was an oversight on my part, and this time, you will not escape your fate!" Taiyi, shaking the Chaos Bell in his hand, scornfully pointed at Hou Yi and said, "Do not think that just because your Witch Tribe has gained a Saint, you are invincible. You know neither the times nor the Great Dao. What use are your powerful Divine Skills when you are inevitable trapped within the grasp of our Demon Race?"

Hou Yi gave a cold laugh and, with a shrug, drew his Sky Breaking Bow, ready to engage in a fight with Taiyi.

Just then, Houtu abruptly said, "Hou Yi, do not be rash."

"Hou Yi," Zhu Jiuyin gently pulled on him, "this is not our Witch Tribe’s territory; we cannot act recklessly!"

Hou Yi had no choice but to step back, though the frustration was palpable, as two Flying Snakes at his feet stumbled about, radiating restlessness.

"Hahaha, both of you Witch and Demon Clans fail to recognize the decree from Heaven. This Spiritual Treasure is fated for us in the Western land; all the rest of you should just leave," Zhunti, who had just recovered from his injuries, laughed scornfully upon seeing the standoff between the two armies.

"Pah! Zhunti, you have repeatedly plotted against our Demon Race without considering your status as a Saint. What right do you have to be so high and mighty before our Demon Race!" Di Jun bellowed, immediately turning his wrath upon Zhunti.

"You mere ant dare speak to Buddha this way! Truly ignorant!" Zhunti’s face turned red, freshly recovered into the Saint Realm, filled with indignation.

Yet Zhunti indeed acted as one who has forgotten the pain once a wound has healed. Among all the Saints, your Cultivation might rank last, Zhunti, but your knack for provoking collective wrath surely puts you at the top; who would suffer if not you?

"Hmph!" Li Qingming coldly snorted and with a sweep of his hand slapped down through the air, saying, "Zhunti, this is a matter for the Eastern lands. There’s no need for you to worry. Better you return to the Western lands promptly and peacefully fulfill your role as Zhunti Buddha Mother!" (To be continued. If you like this story, please consider voting for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)