Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 386 The Braying of the Donkey in Lingyun Cave
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The golden head slowly turned around.

Staring intently at the Sword Emperor, he asked softly, "Is it you?"

As soon as the three words were uttered, dust fell in a flurry. Under the dry, goosebump-ridden gazes of everyone, he swayed his shoulders and staggered down from the altar as if he were drunk.

Then he stood there with his hands on his hips, looking quite arrogant.

This golden statue, with its round head, bare feet, and bloodshot eyes that flicker with color, has a stiff and unchanging face, and a strange smile on its lips. An indescribable eeriness emanates from it.

"Playing tricks!" the Second Blade Emperor roared, his eyes blazing with killing intent. He held his blade across his chest, his aura chilling and menacing.

"kill!"

The Blade Emperor's roar was like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the mountains and causing the roof tiles to shake violently.

He raised his sword and slashed furiously, the powerful sword energy surging and crashing like an angry dragon.

The little beggar raised the corner of his golden mouth and slightly turned his body to the side.

With a crisp "crack," the altar suddenly exploded into countless wood chips.

Hongxiu tilted her head and casually brushed it three times.

Suddenly, the sawdust solidified and transformed into a wooden knife that shot out.

"Hmph! A mere trick!" The Blade Emperor's eyes flashed, and the "Striving for Fame" treasured blade in his hand hummed loudly. With a casual slash, the force was as fast as lightning splitting a mountain.

A cold glint flashed inside the temple, followed by a sharp clang and the burst of sword energy.

With a loud crash, the wooden sword shattered into dust. Under the immense force, the Sword Emperor was forced to stagger back three steps.

Seeing that the Sword King had been humiliated, Pig King raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Haha, why did you back down in second place!"

"You pig-headed idiot, it's none of your business!" the Blade Emperor roared, and was about to charge again.

Just then, the Evil Emperor suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"

Pig King and Knife King were taken aback and turned to look.

Then the little beggar pointed his right hand to the sky and his left hand to the ground, shouting, "I can make Mount Sumeru turn over and reverse the rotation of the sun and moon!"

In a daze, the little beggar seemed to be the goddess of wealth, connected to the statue by blood and flesh, the clay figure being the goddess of wealth, and the statue being the goddess of wealth.

She has now become a true god of wealth.

Miso miso miso miso!

Suddenly, a storm rushed into the temple from outside. The Three Emperors felt a strong wind, which cut their faces and caused pain.

A "click" sound came from behind, and everyone turned around and their eyes widened in surprise.

But then, the stone tiger sculpture beside the shrine began to make a cracking sound, and cracks quickly appeared beneath its feet.

"boom!"

To everyone's astonishment, the marble tiger, for some unknown reason, leaped down from the shrine, creating a gust of wind that crashed down upon them.

Caught off guard, Xiao Tong buried her face in the pig king's arms in fright and cried out, "Oh no, don't eat me!"

Pig King reacted quickly, leaping backward several feet.

A deafening roar followed, the ground shattered, and brick fragments stung my skin, causing me to break out in a cold sweat.

The Pig King looked up and saw the golden body smiling at him, saying, "Sorry, I'm not very skilled at this move yet."

The voice was clear and pleasant, yet it carried an indescribable sinister quality.

"Heh, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Pig King quickly shook his head.

“Very good.” Hongxiu nodded, turned around, and sat sideways on the stone tiger’s back.

"Roar!"

Shi Hu let out a strange roar, his imposing presence was astonishing.

The golden statue of the God of Wealth sits atop it, radiating a brilliant light that flickers and shimmers in the night rain.

"Who are you, woman, that you possess such bewitching skills?" The Sword Emperor stepped forward, pointing his sword at the little beggar, and shouted, "Quickly state your name!"

Hongxiu remained noncommittal, saying calmly, "You're not worthy."

"I'm not worthy?!" The Blade Emperor roared in fury.

“That’s right.” Hongxiu’s blood-red eyes suddenly lit up, and her gaze fell into the distance. Lightning flashed in the void, and two streaks of blood-red light shot out.

The temple was instantly bathed in red.

"hateful!"

With a fierce roar, the Blade Emperor unleashed two swift slashes.

Two loud clangs rang out, and sparks burst forth from the void.

The Sword Emperor felt a numbness throughout his body and a tightness in his chest. He was greatly alarmed: "How can this demoness's kung fu be so strange!"

Just as he was about to change his move, the golden body, without moving its feet, suddenly appeared before him in a flash, its lifeless face staring directly at him.

"Get lost!" The Blade Emperor's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he slashed horizontally across the waist with his blade.

Red-sleeved Imperial Envoy Shi Hu leaped up like a cloud, his limbs hovering in the air, and landed behind him. Then, with a swift movement of his right hand, he caught the Blade Emperor under his arm.

The Blade Emperor struck with great force, and he felt as if his body was about to be thrown into the air. Startled, he hurriedly swung his blade and swiftly slashed towards Hongxiu's throat.

The precious sword flickered, a flash of light, ready to decapitate the little beggar with a single strike.

But to everyone's surprise, when the knife touched the golden body, it was powerless to exert any force. Several slashes were made as if they were hitting thin air.

With a casual flick of her wrist, she sent him flying into the air, laughing loudly, "I said, you're not worthy!" Her golden body flashed, and she suddenly appeared in front of the Blade Emperor, kicking him with her golden foot!
boom!
The shrine shattered, sending dirt and stones flying. The Queen of Blades was embedded in the shrine, spitting out a mouthful of blood and becoming utterly weak.

His chest was shattered, and he was in excruciating pain, yet he still opened his eyes wide and his blood-red mouth, shouting, "You, who are you? Who are you?!"

Hongxiu said calmly, "You are not qualified to know my name."

"What?!" The Sword Emperor coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face contorted in a ferocious grin. "You're so arrogant!"

"Ah."

Hongxiu chuckled softly and put down her little golden feet.

With a thud, the Blade Emperor's body went limp like a lump of mud and he fell out of the pit, crashing to the ground.

"Kill me, kill me! I'm no match for Old Ghost, and I'm no match for you, a woman. What face do I, the Sword Emperor, have to live in this world?"

"first!"

Hongxiu glanced sideways at him and said casually, "You are not worthy of the title of Sword Emperor, because there are people who are more suitable for it than you."

"Who?" The Blade Emperor suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide with fury.

“His name is Ding’an,” Hongxiu said.

"Ding'an? Okay, I've got it."

Hongxiu chuckled softly again and said, "Secondly, as for why I didn't kill you..."

She slowly turned her head, drove the tiger straight towards the Sword Emperor, and said in a clear and resounding voice: "You are not worthy to die by my hand."

"You~!"

Enraged, the Sword Emperor was overcome with anger and blood, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

Hongxiu ignored him, stood in front of the Evil Emperor, and smiled slightly: "You can."

The Evil Emperor looked at her, his expression growing more and more astonished: "I thought my demonic blade was already raging with demonic flames, but I never expected that it would pale in comparison to yours." He then added with some emotion, "It reminds me of a legend."

"Oh? Tell me."

The Evil Emperor was surprisingly calm, though his face was even more black and white: "When the dragon is about to die, demons will surely descend; when the Qilin demon appears, calamity will spread throughout the land."

"Oh dear!" the Pig King exclaimed, "First, are you talking about the 'Qilin Demon'?"

“That’s right!” The Evil Emperor looked at the curved knife at the little beggar’s waist and continued, “When the dragon vein of the Central Plains is severed, an extremely evil being will appear, namely the Qilin Demon.”

"Hmm, interesting," the beggar said noncommittally.

“But I see something different in you.” The Evil Emperor chuckled. “You are not the Qilin Demon.”

"Of course not, that's an awful title."

"You should be called—the Demon of Demons!"

"So what?" Hongxiu looked at him calmly. "Didn't you come here for me?"

"I see!"

At this moment, Xiaotong suddenly pointed at Hongxiu and shouted.

"What do you know now?" Pig King quickly covered Xiao Tong's mouth and whispered, "Granddaughter, we can't afford to offend these two. We might end up being chopped into mincemeat."

"Ouch!" Xiao Tong struggled to pry the chubby hand away and said angrily, "Grandpa, I know why Master suddenly went crazy!"

"Tell me something."

"It was because of this Goddess of Wealth. The demonic energy emanating from her was so strong that it shattered Master's Dao heart, which he had cultivated for many years. The demonic heart affected his mind, which is why he went mad again."

"But shouldn't he be indiscriminately killing everyone when he goes berserk?" Pig King asked in surprise. "Why is he here at the God of Wealth's place?"

"Oh right!" Xiaotong bit her finger, equally puzzled. "Why? Could it really be the Goddess of Wealth who came?"

"Of course I came for you!"

The Evil Emperor sneered, "These past few days, I've been corrupted by your demonic energy, yet my own power has actually improved. Even after succumbing to demonic possession, I've managed to maintain some composure. I should thank you properly!"

"No need to thank me." Hongxiu chuckled softly. "I also quite like the Demon Blade Technique."

"Oh? Since you like it so much, I have a suggestion."

"Tell me something."

The First Evil Emperor's face shifted between black and white, his eyes suddenly turning red: "How about I kill you with the 'Demon Blade' and seize the demonic energy from your body?"

Hongxiu laughed and said, "No, it would be better if I killed you and sucked your demonic blood."

"Hahahaha!"

Two laughs, one clear and melancholic, the other crisp and charming, intertwined.

Both Hongxiu and Xiehuang burst into laughter, laughing heartily.

"Grandpa, what are they laughing at?"

"They're going to fight to the death!"

"what?"

"One is the demon among demons, the other is a demonic blade and a demonic heart. If these two meet, they will surely fight to the death!"

Xiao Tong, worried about her master, asked, "Who can win?"

"I don't know." Pig King stared at Red Sleeve's waist. "The God of Wealth hasn't even drawn his sword yet!"

The words just fell.

"please!"

"kill!"

Two words, two syllables, two completely different voices, different moods, different energy, suddenly transformed into two streaks of light.

One red and one white collided with a clang!
The sword energy converged, merged, and collided.

Suddenly, a raging storm erupted at the Temple of the God of Wealth. Clumps of wind swirled here and there, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, disappearing without warning. As they spun, large and small rings intertwined, like a thousand mouths and ten thousand eyes. From time to time, soaring blades of light rose into the sky, like giant waves crashing against the heavens.

Ta-da!

Pig King and Xiao Tong's eyes widened as they saw before them a thousand layers of sword light and snow-capped mountains, and then a mountain of blood-red scimitar light. The two peaks faced each other, and with a thunderous roar, roof tiles shot up!

Countless broken tiles were swept into a vortex, like a tornado shooting into the sky, flying straight towards the dark clouds.

Just then, the Evil Emperor suddenly shouted, "Heavenly Dao Primordial Strike!"

Suddenly, a surge of energy filled the hall, swirling, pushing, and crashing about.

Pig King was shocked: "My God, Old Ghost is going to fight to the death!"
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Leshan County.

Ding'an sat on the cruise ship, quietly watching the Minjiang River below, its waters as green as jade.

At this moment, dark clouds surged and swirled, forming what seemed to be a giant eye in the sky, indifferently watching the Buddha statue below, which was as tall as the mountains and faced the river.

Ding'an murmured, "Here we go again."

The boatman chuckled, "Oh? You've been to Leshan before, sir?"

Ding An smiled and said, "I've been here before, a long time ago."

"You've come to the right place, sir!"

"How to say?"

There's an old saying: "Flooding the Buddha's knees, burning down the Lingyun Cave." Have you heard of it?

"Have not heard."

Ding'an shook his head, then suddenly remembered something and burst into laughter, slapping his thigh.

"I've only heard the cripple mention that there seems to be a fire qilin here. Hahaha! How could there possibly be a qilin in this world? Isn't that hilarious?!"

The boatman didn't speak, but looked at him with a complicated expression.

Ding'an's laughter gradually subsided. Seeing the boatman staring at him blankly with a strange expression, he quickly looked himself up and down—there was nothing wrong with him.

He then asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Is something amiss?"

The boatman swallowed hard and whispered, "Sir, there really is a fire unicorn here."

"What?!" Ding An almost jumped up, tugging at his sleeves and looking around, asking, "Where?"

"Look!" The boatman pointed to the Buddha statue. "It's inside the Lingyun Cave on the Buddha's body. Whenever the water reaches the Buddha's knees, you can hear the roar of the Qilin."

"real or fake?"

"It's real, I guarantee it!" the boatman patted his chest and said, "We've been hearing it since we were little." As he spoke, his face fell, "Lately, something strange has been happening; we keep hearing donkeys braying."

"Wait a minute!" Ding'an was taken aback and quickly asked, "Donkey braying?"

"correct."

Ding An slapped his thigh, trembled for a long time, and blurted out: "It can't be..."

Just then, a deafening bray of a donkey came from inside Lingyun Cave.

"Bang!!"

(End of this chapter)