We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 274 From this day forward, Buddha Mountain will be surrounded by demons!
Above the Western Regions, thousands of flying boats and warships, carrying a total of 50,000 demonic cultivators, flew in one direction.

Inside a flying boat at the center, a man held a blood-red bead in his hand, suppressing what was inside with his own bloodthirsty aura.

This bead is the heirloom of the Myriad Paths Sect. It contains the souls of hundreds of cultivators in the Upper Three Realms, including the sect leaders of the Nine Great Demonic Sects.

But after half an hour, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes and looked at the long sword Ranmo on the table.

Something was wrong with Ranmo; he was trembling incessantly, and thick black smoke swirled around him.

Moreover, a strange feeling gradually spread in Xiao Mo's heart, as if it was establishing some kind of connection with himself.

In less than three breaths, the black energy emitted by Ranmo continued to condense, eventually forming a small human figure.

As the black mist dissipated, a young girl floated in front of Xiao Mo.

The girl was wearing a black dress, the hem of which just reached her knees.

In the Central Plains, such short skirts that expose the knees and calves would be considered extremely indecent.

But in the Western Regions, this skirt was considered conservative.

The black of the short skirt contrasted sharply with the girl's fair skin.

She looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, but she was only a foot tall, about the size of an ordinary doll.

She stared at Xiao Mo, her black eyes as clear as agate, a slight smile playing on her lips, a hint of wicked charm and amusement.

"Dyeing with ink?" Xiao Mo asked, frowning.

"Yes." Ranmo nodded with a smile, her fair toes lightly touching the air as she sat on Xiaomo's shoulder.

Xiao Mo turned his head to look at the tiny girl sitting on his shoulder.

Xiao Mo knew that this must be the spirit of the Ink-Dyed Blade.

But Xiao Mo felt that it would take at least a hundred years for the sword spirit to truly appear, and he knew he probably wouldn't be able to wait that long.

Unexpectedly, Ranmo became a spirit after only a few years of being forged. Such things have happened before, but they are extremely rare.

"Master, there's no need to be so surprised."

Seeing Xiao Mo's surprised expression, Ran Mo played with Xiao Mo's hair and smiled.

"During the great battle between Master and nine Ascension Realm cultivators at the Myriad Paths Sect, Ranmo had already awakened."

It would indeed have taken hundreds, even thousands of years, for it to condense into a spiritual body.

However, over the years, my master has fought in the north and south, killing many cultivators, and I have also absorbed the blood essence of many people, including many cultivators in the upper three realms.

For me, blood and energy are the best nourishment.

Naturally, the person woke up.

"Yes, it's good that you're awake."

Xiao Mo nodded.

For the vast majority of cultivators in the world, the awakening of a weapon spirit is definitely a cause for celebration, no less important than breaking through one's own cultivation level.

However, Xiao Mo didn't care much about it.

Because with my current strength, I am capable enough to handle everything in the Western Regions.

He had even reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm.

It won't be long before I can transcend the tribulation and ascend to the Ascension Realm.

Therefore, Ranmo's awakening was merely an additional layer of insurance for his own strength.

Xiao Mo ignored the artifact spirit Ranmo and continued to suppress the pearl with his own blood-fiend energy.

The spirit, Ranmo, looked at the red pearl on the table, tilted its head, and asked:
"Over the years, every time my master kills a cultivator at the Upper Three Realms, he places their soul in one of these red beads."

Moreover, a continuous stream of mortal life essence is being sent to you.

Ranmo was very curious; what did her master want to do?

Do you know about the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl?

Xiao Mo asked Xiang Ranmo.

"The Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl?" Ranmo tilted her head, clearly unaware of it. "When I was a child, around the age of thirteen, Xue Kui told me about something."

This item is one of the most precious treasures of the Myriad Paths Sect.

This is the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl.

Xiao Mo felt there was nothing to hide about his spirit.

I had long ago refined Ranmo into my natal magic weapon, so Ranmo could not possibly betray me.

"The legend of the Heaven-Stabilizing Pearl appeared in ancient times. It is said that if enough divine souls of cultivators in the upper three realms are collected, and the life essence of 70% of the people in the Western Regions is collected, with 20% extracted from each person as a blood sacrifice, a law can be established for the Western Regions."

"Anything is fine?" The spirit Ranmo tilted its head and asked curiously.

"Not really."

Xiao Mo shook his head.

"The rules are extremely strict."

Moreover, the greater the influence of the law, the longer it lasts, and the wider the area it covers, the more difficult it becomes.

Even the ancient gods could not do as they pleased.

Not to mention the Heavenly Bead.

But at least, this one bead has allowed the Western Regions to remain somewhat orderly for six thousand years.

"Is that all?"

Ranmo asked in confusion, her fair, petite legs swaying gently before she jumped onto Xiao Mo's head and perched there.

"I am already my master's natal magic weapon. Although I cannot know what my master is thinking, I can feel the emotions in my master's heart."

Why do I feel that my master has other things to do?

Now that the master has conquered most of the Western Regions, he is heading to the territory where the Ten Great Buddhist Temples are located.

Why does the master want to become the ruler of the Western Regions and gather all the fortune of the Western Regions?

"It's nothing." Xiao Mo put the bead away. "It's just that when setting rules for the Western Regions, I was helping someone take a step forward."

"Oh~" Ranmo looked at his master with great interest.

Using the fortune of the entire Western Regions to help someone take a step forward—this step is more than just "nothing."

However, Ranmo could already sense that its master was getting impatient.

Since that's the case, it won't ask anymore.

Since I am a knife, I can cut whatever my master wants.

"Son."

Si Li's voice rang out from outside the cabin.

"explain."

Xiao Mo picked up the long sword, and the spirit of the weapon flew back into the blade.

"Ahead of us lies Mount Buddha and Demon," Si Li said slowly, her tone tinged with complexity.

"understood."

Xiao Mo opened the door and walked out of the cabin, with Si Li respectfully following behind him.

It was just dawn, and the morning glow broke through the clouds, casting several beams of red light onto a mountain peak in the distance.

The mountain peak was split in two.

Buddha Mountain.

Ahead lies Buddha, behind lies demon.

Just as Xiao Mo's flying boat passed over the rift in Buddha Demon Mountain, he slowly spoke, his voice not loud, yet it resonated in the hearts of every demonic sect cultivator:
"All Buddhist temples, those who submit to me live, those who oppose me die, kill them."

Fifty thousand demonic cultivators shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens:
"Yes!"

From this day forward, Buddha Mountain will be surrounded by demons!
(End of this chapter)