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Chapter 526 Strategy
As expected, True Lord Donghua turned his head and looked over there with a smile.

"Why isn't Master Ada eating? Is it not to his liking?"

But soon after, he patted his forehead again.

"Look at my forgetfulness, I completely forgot that you Buddhists are all vegetarians. Go and offer the master some fruits and vegetables."

just.

Before he could finish speaking, Ada Rinpoche coldly refused.

“No need. We Tibetans are not like those stubborn Han Chinese remnants. We can eat flesh and blood. As for the treasures on people’s bodies, they are the best offerings to the Buddha. There’s nothing we can’t eat.”

"Then why"

Master Ada tapped the table, his words devoid of any politeness.

"We can talk about food later. Let's discuss the fundamental issues first."

Donghua Zhenjun laughed out loud.

"Nothing is more important than eating. What other fundamental problems could there be in this world?"

"It's very simple, the question is, who does this land belong to?"

Upon hearing this, the obese man's face darkened.

But in reality, it only lasted a moment, and immediately he laughed again.

"What are you saying, Master? I'm planning to hold the founding ceremony here. Who else could it be but mine?"

Master Ada gave a mocking smile, and his words became increasingly sarcastic.

"Yours? It's nothing more than occupying a mountain stronghold and gathering a gang of bandits. By your comparison, our Tantric sect occupies at least half of the world. We can say that this is all our territory—the question is whether others agree?"

Donghua Zhenjun paused for a few seconds, then continued.

"Then may I ask, Master, what do you mean?"

Master Ada met the challenge head-on without fear.

"It's very simple. This place was personally designated by our Khenpo as the place of reincarnation, and it was also the site personally bestowed upon us by the Buddha to build a temple. You want to establish a sect here? Have you obtained our consent?"

Is there such a method? It can actually occupy territory out of thin air?
Zhou You watched in stunned silence, completely unaware that he had spilled wine on his hands.

The same applies to Donghua Zhenjun.

And that always smiling face finally broke down.

He was holding an oversized wine glass, about to gulp down some drinks, when he heard these words, his expression changed drastically, and he tightened his grip—

Upon closer inspection, the solid iron cup had been squeezed into a ball.

A good while.

Donghua Zhenjun released the chubby hand—and with a clang, the iron ball slammed heavily to the ground.

Then, he slowly began to speak.

“Master Ada, are you kidding me? I’ve been rooted here for countless years, at least a hundred or two hundred years, if not a thousand. When did it become a place for you to build a temple?”

Master Ada put his hands together in prayer and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

"Everything in the world has its cause and effect. Although our temple was not here in the past, it will definitely be here in the future. This is a matter of destiny and cannot be changed."

Donghua Zhenjun let out a cold laugh.

"So you mean I have to obediently give up this place I've worked so hard for and give all my hard work to you outsiders?"

"Although it hasn't come to that point, the general idea is probably the same."

"This is outrageous! It's outrageous!"

Donghua Zhenjun slammed down with his fist, breaking the stone table in two. At the same time, all the mushrooms on his body sprouted sharp teeth and began to roar in unison.

However, Ada Rinpoche remained calm.

He just sang a greeting, and then...

The scene fell silent instantly.

Among the banquet guests, dozens of pairs of eyes, as if receiving a command, put down all their work and turned to look at Donghua Zhenjun.

Donghua Zhenjun paused for a few seconds, but quickly understood what it meant.

Then, he revealed a row of yellowed teeth.

"So you've taken all these people under your command? Good, good, excellent acting! You even fooled me, but..."

"—You really think you can take me down with this small group?!"

Despite the surrounding vegetation growing wildly, Master Ada remained remarkably calm.

"Of course I wouldn't dare. Although True Lord was previously suppressed by the Wusheng Sect, he is still a well-known great demon. I do feel that this number is insufficient. However, I must let True Lord know that my actions were tacitly approved by Khenpo, no, Dharma King."

Upon hearing this familiar name, Zhou You raised his eyes again.

Is this some kind of powerful figure, on par with the old monk?
But upon hearing this title, even without being named, Donghua Zhenjun was stunned for quite a while.

"You mean the Ganden Tripa Rinpoche intends to personally intervene? What kind of place is this?"

Master Ada simply replied.

"His Holiness the Dharma King is burdened with countless affairs; how could he possibly have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter? It's just that the temple previously conducted a ritual and discovered that the place where this Khenpo was reincarnated is also the site where we built our temple. There might be an unusual entity lurking there, and that entity might have a great connection with our Tantric sect. His Holiness the Dharma King specifically instructed that if it is discovered, it must be brought to the Great Snow Mountain."

Donghua Zhenjun fell into deep thought.

After a long pause, he spoke.

"No, even if you use these to pressure me, it still won't work. The establishment of this sect is related to my chance to attain enlightenment. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, I would not give it up. However, if it's just a small piece of land..."

That's what he said, but his attitude clearly indicated that he wanted to back down.

Upon seeing this, Ada Rinpoche's expression relaxed slightly.

"It's alright. Our Tantric sect isn't the kind of sect that's completely unreasonable. Besides, the Dharma King standing behind you is actually quite interested. We might be able to cooperate in the future. But before that, there's a guy I hope you can help me deal with."

"Oh, which guy is it?"

"Actually, it's nothing. Someone was just bored yesterday and interfered. As you know, we in the Tantric sect always seek revenge, so we wanted to take this guy back to refine the Five Dews."

As he spoke, Master Ada had already looked at Zhou You.

It's obvious who's meddling in this mess.

But Zhou You simply raised his wine cup and smiled politely at him and then at Donghua Zhenjun.

Fortunately, Ada Rinpoche did not rush to make a move. Instead, he grinned and made a throat-slitting gesture before turning his head to continue discussing the next steps.

Both sides had offered each other a way out, and the talks were becoming increasingly pleasant. Just when it seemed the tense situation was about to ease—

Suddenly.

Chu Cheng, who had been silent and whose presence was almost nonexistent, suddenly grinned. Then, seemingly casually, he flicked his fingers.

And just the next second.

A piercing scream suddenly rang out!
One of the heretical practitioners sitting in the front row, who was also one of Ada's subordinates, suddenly staggered to his feet, howling and screaming as he desperately scratched his throat.

However, this did nothing to alleviate his pain.

Soon, countless spores began to wriggle under his skin, spreading all over his body, and then forcefully peeled the skin and flesh apart.

In the end, the result looked very familiar.

—It's that human skin bag I saw in the village before!

Master Ada was stunned for a long time, then his expression changed drastically.

He shifted his gaze to the wine jar beside him, then smashed it to pieces with a powerful slap.

The fine wine flowed from it; he casually dipped his finger in it and sniffed it.

Then, with a face full of anger, he said, word by word.

"The wine is poisoned, and it's bacterial poison. Donghua, you old bastard, you tricked me!"

However, Donghua Zhenjun, who was being questioned, also looked completely bewildered.

"No, I didn't order the poisoning. Who did it?"

Master Ada grinned maliciously.

"Stop playing innocent! This blood-refining poison is your unique secret technique. Who else could it be but you!"

"I poisoned my own party opening ceremony? Am I crazy?! This is clearly a setup."

Before he could finish his excuses, a cold laugh suddenly rang out from not far away.

"Ada, why are you talking so much nonsense? We're all ready to make a move, isn't this the perfect opportunity?"

Unexpectedly.

The speaker was none other than the zombie Taoist from yesterday!

As he finished speaking, the bone sword was already in his hand, followed by a rapid chanting of incantations.

The ground seemed to have turned into a swamp, from which several vengeful ghosts that had died tragically emerged. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into wisps of black mist and eerie winds, trapping Donghua Zhenjun in place.

"Nine-Child Mother Ghost Fiend? Wait, you're not the Corpse-Lying Taoist, who are you?!"

However, the other party did not answer, but turned around and shouted at Ada Rinpoche.

"At this point, what are you still hesitating for! Do you still expect him to let you off the hook because of your Dharma King?"

Master Ada gritted his teeth, made a gesture, signaling the converted guests to step forward, and then suddenly ripped open his cloak—

And so, the body was revealed.

—It was a human body, but it was completely different from a normal human body.

Standing in the very center was a withered body, as if it had not eaten or drunk for many years, with not a trace of fat to be seen, but on it were six bluish-purple arms sewn with hair thread.

Adding his original two arms, he resembled the legendary eight-armed Vajra.

As before, he first shook a bell with one hand and beat a human skin drum with both arms. Then he chanted Buddhist scriptures, turned the kapala bowl upside down, and poured the corpse oil onto the ground, which turned into blue phosphorescent will-o'-the-wisps that lingered throughout the room.

But faced with these unexpected attacks, Donghua Zhenjun remained calm and composed, even displaying a face full of anger.

"Fine, fine! I kindly invited you to this banquet, and you've already planned and schemed against me, haven't you? Very well! I'll show you whether my title of True Lord is just an empty boast!"

With a forceful effort from its thick limbs, it actually broke free from the vengeful ghost's restraints, and then with a casual wave of its hand, the one at the very front instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!
Such immense power is beyond human comprehension.

Moreover, since he was able to transform this area of ​​ten miles into a demonic realm, it was certainly not due to brute force.

next moment.

The thick, powerful feet stomped hard on the ground.

Grasses, vines, and countless other plants sprouted rapidly from the ground, quickly filling the entire field of vision. Several guests, unable to avoid them, were instantly drawn into this endless expanse of greenery.

Then, accompanied by the sound of chewing, it quickly lost all sound.

Seeing this, Ada's face grew even uglier.

"No, this is very wrong. He didn't originally have this ability, let alone the power to manipulate the Dharma Realm. Could it be that he has already sacrificed himself to the superior? Otherwise, this shouldn't be the case. Damn the Mofa Sect, how did you bastards gather intelligence?!"

However, despite the cursing, the situation was urgent, and Master Ada could only make a hand seal and recite the next mantra.

"mum!"

The will-o'-the-wisps mixed with corpse oil, and amidst the wisps of smoke, they transformed into the image of a celestial maiden. As she danced nakedly, pitch-black karmic fire ignited out of thin air, instantly wiping out a large area of ​​vegetation.

But it doesn't stop there.

Master Ada stretched out another arm, pressed it against the back of his neck, and then ripped it open!
A bloody piece of tattoo skin was torn off, depicting Vajravarahi, the goddess of Tantric Buddhism. Ada Rinpoche didn't even feel the pain before throwing the skin into the incense burner in his hand.

As an extremely seductive laugh rang out, all living beings within a few hundred meters felt their hearts burning with rage, as if their internal organs were being scorched!

Then, Ada Rinpoche called out again.

"Something's happened, Mo Laowu, we have to be ruthless!"

The one who called out was the zombie Taoist.

This person's face was also very ugly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally made up his mind, untied a thing that looked like a soul-refining pouch from his waist, and then threw it out forcefully.

When they were only halfway up the sky, several pale-faced ghost corpses crawled out from them. Although they were pierced by countless branches in the blink of an eye, their mournful laughter and the curse formed by black spots climbed onto their obese bodies and quickly corroded a large area of ​​flesh.

Otherwise.

No matter what kind of attack it was, Donghua Zhenjun accepted it all.

The fat man vigorously patted his body, causing layers of mushrooms to fall and countless spores to scatter in the air.

Then, with his pupils wide open, he shouted desperately.

"Immortal! Immortal!!!"

There is no name, no divine name.

However, at that moment, something still cast its attention.

— Something indescribable and ineffable.

Moreover, it's different from those vague feelings I had before.

This thing truly exists in this world.

In a blink of an eye.

As if something had reversed, all the strange phenomena—whether it was the celestial maiden, the karmic fire, or the curse transformed from vengeful ghosts, or even the greenery that had transformed into the Dharma realm—were all swept away and annihilated into the void.

(End of this chapter)