“Third sister, don’t throw a tantrum!”
Yang Jian spoke, then leaned closer to whisper, “Master Bodhi likely has something to discuss with Xu Fang. It wouldn’t be appropriate for us to linger here.”
Yang Chan paused for a moment, glancing at Xu Fang and then at Master Bodhi, before reluctantly nodding, “Alright then…”
Yang Jian turned to Master Bodhi, cupping his hands in respect. “Master, I will take my sister and the Fourth Princess now.”
The Fourth Princess, Ao Tingxin, had come to accompany Yang Chan, and with Yang Chan leaving, she naturally had no reason to stay behind.
However, both girls cast lingering glances at Xu Fang, clearly reluctant to part ways.
“Please wait, True King.”
Master Bodhi’s voice was calm yet firm. “While you are here at Mount Fangcun, I must ask that you, your sister, and the Fourth Princess remain silent about the events that transpired here.”
Yang Jian felt a flicker of unease in his heart, unsure of Master Bodhi’s intentions. Nevertheless, he nodded, “Rest assured, Master. I understand.”
……
As they watched Yang Jian leave with the two girls, Master Bodhi sighed softly and turned to Xu Fang. “Wufa, you shouldn’t have summoned that blade at this time.”
“Blood-Mourning?”
Xu Fang blinked in surprise. This wasn’t entirely his fault; when he had slain Tianwei of the Asura clan, he never expected that the chaos in the Three Realms stemmed from that very act!
In his mind, how could a powerful figure like the Ancestor of the River of the Underworld concern himself with such trivial matters?
Moreover, if Tianwei could lead a disruption in the Kingdom of Women, it was plausible that the Asura clan could cause chaos across the realms as well.
Yet now, with Master Bodhi emphasizing the Blood-Mourning Blade, Xu Fang quickly began to understand!
“I was reckless!”
Looking at the Blood-Mourning Blade in his hand, he felt a tinge of regret.
“It’s alright. Yang Jian is a good man; he won’t spread this matter around. However, that blade must not be revealed in its current form again.”
Master Bodhi reached out and took the Blood-Mourning Blade, and with a flick of his wrist, its menacing aura suddenly changed!
The blade remained slender, but the crimson aura that once enveloped it was now cloaked in a faint layer of black mist!
“The malevolent energy on this blade cannot be easily dispelled. I can only conceal it slightly; this way, others won’t recognize it.”
Master Bodhi handed the blade, now shrouded in black mist, back to Xu Fang. “The malevolence absorbed by this blade comes from the vengeful spirits within the Blood Sea of the Underworld. Now, you must refine it and rename it Ghost-Mourning!”
“Yes, thank you, Master!”
Xu Fang took the Ghost-Mourning Blade, examining its form, then asked, “Master, is the chaos caused by the Asura clan related to this…?”
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Master Bodhi nodded, sighing. “I had intended for you to ally with the Heavenly Court to evade the Tathagata. But it seems your collaboration with the Heavenly Court to suppress the Asura clan is also a means to resolve your own karmic ties.”
……
The situation felt awkward.
Just as Xu Fang had returned to Mount Fangcun, he now had to descend the mountain again. This time, however, it was not for training but to settle karmic debts.
Yet Xu Fang did not regret it!
……
Following Tianwei’s demise, the Asura clan, under the leadership of Tianbo and Yuse, had been rampaging through the mortal realm, searching for the killer of Tianwei.
Despite the significant number of human lives taken during their rampage, the mystery behind Tianwei’s death remained unsolved.
This could only be attributed to Tianwei himself, as he had failed to inform anyone of his whereabouts while he was out devouring humans.
If Tianbo and the others had known that Tianwei had perished in the Mother River of the Kingdom of Women, they could have simply inquired there to discover the identity of Tianwei’s killer.
As they rampaged through the mortal realm like headless flies, the Heavenly Court was naturally unwilling to tolerate their actions!
Pagoda Bearer Devaraja Li Jing led a hundred thousand celestial troops to besiege the Asura clan!
In a mountainous region, Li Jing had cornered Tianbo, the Asura clan’s powerful figure!
With the wind-fire wheels beneath his feet and the Fire-Tipped Spear in hand, Li Jing, adorned in the Heavenly Ribbon, pointed the spear directly at Tianbo!
Tianbo appeared hideously ugly, covered in bone spikes, with a greenish face and sharp teeth. While hunting for the killer of Tianwei, he encountered Li Jing and his forces!
“Tianbo, come back to the Heavenly Court to face your punishment at once! If not, we shall eliminate you here!”
Li Jing recognized Tianbo, the foremost disciple of the Ancestor of the River of the Underworld. As the Pagoda Bearer, he held his pride dearly.
However, Tianbo merely laughed heartily, declaring, “Ridiculous! I am an Asura! Why should I heed the orders of you Heavenly Court’s dogs? Have you not had enough of being a dog yet?”
His words incited Li Jing’s fury, and without hesitation, he summoned the Linglong Pagoda, attempting to envelop Tianbo!
The Linglong Pagoda was Li Jing’s sole magical artifact, but unfortunately, it was originally crafted by the Burning Lamp to subdue Nezha.
Attempting to use it against Tianbo now was futile!
Boom!
As Tianbo faced the descending Linglong Pagoda, he struck it with a fierce punch!
The sound of the impact resonated as pure, overwhelming physical power sent the pagoda flying!
Li Jing was struck by the backlash, spewing blood as a result!
In just one confrontation, the Heavenly Pagoda Bearer was gravely wounded!
“Nezha, step forward and slay this rascal!”
In pain, Li Jing commanded!
Nezha, reluctant but bound by fate, brandished his Fire-Tipped Spear and charged at Tianbo with a thrust!
Clang—
Sparks erupted!
It was unclear whether Nezha had not exerted his full strength or if Tianbo’s physical prowess was truly extraordinary, but Nezha’s thrust only drew sparks against Tianbo’s body!
With a sinister grin, Tianbo laughed uproariously, “Hahaha, is this the might of the Heavenly Court that rules the Three Realms? Is this all you have?”
Having defeated both Li Jing and Nezha with his overwhelming physical strength, Tianbo’s contempt for the Heavenly Court grew even stronger.
In his mind, the Ancestor of the River of the Underworld was undeniably the strongest in the Three Realms!
If the Ancestor remained adamant about not leaving the Blood Sea of the Underworld, the Asura clan would surely dominate the entire realm!
“The Heavenly Court is not limited to this!”
Just then, a soft voice echoed from the skies!
With a whoosh, a black serpent swooped down, crashing to the ground!
The serpent, with its fangs bared, transformed into a long blade exuding black ghostly mist!
Ghost-Mourning!
“Who dares show their face? Come out!”
Tianbo, failing to recognize the blade concealed by Master Bodhi, glared at the direction from which Ghost-Mourning had come, bellowing.
“I am Xu Fang of Mount Fangcun!”
With that declaration, Xu Fang strode forth, golden light flashing as he swiftly arrived at the battlefield, his tall and handsome figure commanding attention.
“I come on the orders of my master to deal with the Asura clan that is causing chaos in the Three Realms. King Li, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
Xu Fang greeted Li Jing and Nezha with a respectful nod, showing no concern for Tianbo at all.
For he had already discerned that the Tianbo before him was not his true self!
In other words, this was merely a projection of Tianbo!
However, unlike the Tathagata’s projections, which were created from his own breath and were of the Mysterious Immortal level, this Tianbo was a genuine external incarnation, wielding the power of a Supreme Golden Immortal!
Encountering a foe of this caliber for the first time, Xu Fang felt a thrill of excitement.
