Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 49 Guanyin Mountain

—So that's where it was.

The surrounding darkness silently dissipated, and with the second erasure of the evil incarnation, the strange figures that had gathered nearby vanished. The ominous night once again turned into a peaceful one. Although dawn was still far off, the enemy's offensive had already ended.

Si Ming turned his head, his gaze piercing through the night sky. The secrets of the distant beyond were now revealed before his eyes.

He knew where Li Ruonan was hiding—and the true form of the Great Black Buddha Mother must be not far away in that area.

I really want to launch a nuclear missile right now.

No, probably not—if the reincarnators hadn't visited this world, or if they hadn't done anything during these three days, then the number of intercontinental ballistic missiles visiting that mountain range, or even this entire island, would likely have been as numerous as a sudden nighttime downpour.

So……

Si Ming turned his head slightly. While checking the communication link, his gaze also swept over the Guanyin Temple behind him.

The main hall of the ceremony was bathed in holy white light, which extended outwards little by little. It was hard to say exactly how many times Jacob recited the Lotus Sutra there, while outside the hall, Yu Zhiwei sat on the steps in a daze, holding her scepter whose purpose no one knew to this day.

She looked very relaxed, her feet dangling in the air, swinging gently and rhythmically. Even when Si Ming looked over, she had the leisure to lift her face and stick out her tongue.

Her face is really not suited for making funny faces, and she's definitely more seriously injured than she looks—but since she won't say, I should give her a certain degree of privacy and respect.

Si Ming then nodded slightly to her and looked in another direction—

Valentina handled the situation efficiently, using crossfire and area bombardment, along with targeted elimination of high-risk units, making her defensive line the most intact and clean. She herself was currently reloading ammunition near the Tarantula turret.

It's not the unlimited ammo type, which is quite economical. I suppose she'll have an upgrade plan later, so let her build it up there at her own pace.

Then, it was the last time—

Si Ming frowned slightly, then relaxed. He saw that the corpses of the evil parasites in Song Tian's direction were piled up like a mountain, and just now, that mountain of corpses, which was more than ten meters high, had collapsed in the direction where Song Tian was.

"Do you need help?"

He asked over the communication link, while two giant rock statues strode out to dig up the broken bones scattered everywhere.

The five-colored blade energy suddenly rose, and a cold snort came through the communication link. Song Tian neither agreed nor disagreed, but the colossus had already taken action, throwing those messy things into the huge trench, and then someone viciously sprinkled a large amount of fire on them.

Someone did it.

I don't know who did it, but it was someone who used flame blade energy.

Si Ming pursed his lips slightly. It wasn't easy for him to say this directly—Song Tian was free to dislike using firearms and explosives to solve problems remotely. Anyway, he had already done his job. As for some insignificant details, as his teammate, his job was to cooperate and clean up the mess, not to stand there pointing fingers and making judgments.

Anyway, it was Song Tian, ​​not Si Ming, who ended up buried in a mountain of corpses and looking disheveled despite winning the fight. All he had to do was try his best to suppress the smile on his face when the same thing happened again.

after all……

—I'm not like Yu Zhiwei, that kind of person who courts death.

..............................

"Haha, haha! You even took a bath, swordsman."

As the first light of dawn appeared in the sky, Si Ming, who had just entered the temple, saw Yu Zhiwei laughing heartily and Song Tian with a grim expression. The air was thick with tension, a palpable sense of impending doom. Invisible blade energy and invisible mental power clashed back and forth, but he pretended to be temporarily blind and deaf.

"Want some?"

He could hear again when Valentina handed him a bag of salted pistachios. He nodded and casually took them. They tasted similar to sunflower seeds, only with a harder shell, larger kernels, and a higher price—a comprehensive upgrade and replacement.

It tastes pretty good.

Si Ming didn't intend to try to dissuade him.

Because there wasn't any real anger between them. And also because...

Time is up.

Suddenly, a pure white light emerged from the main hall. This light swiftly swept past the several people outside the hall and expanded outwards, stretching into the distance beyond sight.

A sense of tranquility and peace quietly filled my mind and body.

The surrounding temples, pillars, and moss-covered painted walls suddenly became solemn and dignified.

Song Tian's brows relaxed, and Yu Zhiwei subconsciously straightened up. Valentina swallowed the unchewed pistachio kernel whole. Si Ming also looked towards the entrance of the main hall.

Light poured out from inside.

A softer, purer light.

Jacob led the way, while Ms. Chen prostrated herself behind him with a devout expression. The little girl with the name Guan Shiyin was surrounded by a radiant light.

She is no longer herself.

She is no longer just herself.

Despite being only half the height of a reincarnator, her figure was as majestic as a mountain. Her innocent eyes were now filled with compassion. She held a jade bottle in her hands, with a few willow branches on it.

Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The reincarnators bowed to her in respect. "Esteemed benefactors," she said, her gaze gently sweeping over everyone present. With a willow branch, she took a drop of nectar from her jade bottle and sprinkled it upon the reincarnators. A few scattered wisps of black mist immediately dissipated from Si Ming and the others, and their exhausted bodies, weary from a night's work, rapidly recovered, leaving them feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"This calamity will require your continued assistance. Please send this body to the top of Guanyin Mountain. In this way, all of you benefactors can be assured of a safe future after your visit to the Chen Clan Ancestral Home."

The existing side quests are not yet finished.

A new subplot has already begun.

But a whisper quietly reached Si Ming's ears.

Using a living person to refine a soul is a major taboo for cultivators; even if it is a spirit possessing a body, it should not be done lightly.

Remember this, remember this.

No one else heard those words, but Si Ming was certain that their eyes had met for a much longer, fleeting moment. The next instant, the clear light behind the girl's head vanished silently. She let out a soft groan and collapsed, only to be caught by Yu Zhiwei, who was closest to her, preventing her from falling.

The reincarnators exchanged glances.

Although they hadn't spent much time together, Si Ming was already certain from their exchanged glances that he was the only one who had heard the extra sounds 'she' had made.

Evil spirits take on a physical form.

It should not be done lightly.

I said "remember" twice.

As an implication, it is indeed quite obvious. After all, some things are not things that a true god whose mission is to "save from suffering" can easily utter.

So……

“Looks like we have a new job.” Si Ming glanced at Jacob, who nodded. He went into the Guanyin Temple and spoke briefly with Ms. Chen, who was constantly bowing and kowtowing. After a few minutes, this middle-aged woman, who had finally let down her guard, completely trusted the reincarnators, and had even received Guanyin's blessing, told them everything the reincarnators wanted to hear.

“My ancestors were from Chenjia Village… I know that place. It’s very eerie. When I saw the video before, it looked kind of familiar. But I never imagined it was really the place my mother was talking about…”

Unsurprisingly, after learning that her surname was Chen, the reincarnators had a general idea about her.

And she continued.

“My mother told me when I was a child that I should never go back to Chenjia Village. But if I had an unavoidable reason to go, I should draw a special talisman with my own blood and wear it on my body. Then, until the blood on the talisman dissolves, the evil spirits in Chenjia Village won't do anything to me…”

She reached out, as if to draw a complex rune on the ground, then stopped. She raised her hand and slapped her head hard. A satisfied smile flickered in her eyes as she looked at the reincarnators.

"Look at my brain... Just now, when the Bodhisattva blessed me, I suddenly had a feeling. In the past, even if I drew this kind of talisman, only I could use it. But now, I think it should be able to help you experts a little."

Sure enough.

This is the foundational bonus of the invocation ritual. From a guide who could only lead the way and likely had to expend considerable effort protecting her, she transforms into five talismans that can be carried and used as needed. Furthermore, there is the additional endorsement of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Thank you for your trouble." Si Ming nodded slightly to her.

The middle-aged woman immediately became radiant, readily agreeing and jogging back into the main hall. A short while later, she emerged carrying five blood-patterned yellow talismans. Her face was slightly pale, but her eyes shone brightly.

"That's all. As long as you carry it with you, it will be useful."

The reincarnators accepted the talismans—the patterns on the talismans were somewhat similar to the curse patterns of the Great Black Buddha Mother, yet completely different in the crucial parts. With just a few strokes of the brush, the talismans, which were originally filled with ominous and eerie meaning, suddenly became grand and solemn, clearly not ordinary objects.

Si Ming nodded to her and flicked a pill into her mouth. It was of little use to the Celestial Team at this stage, but could greatly replenish blood and qi for ordinary people. Her pale face immediately turned rosy. Ms. Chen, who would most likely have saved it for the day after tomorrow, pressed her chest with some regret and bowed slightly to Si Ming.

Did your mother mention the origin of this talisman?

"...I don't remember. Ah, I think Amu mentioned that it was a passing master she met when she was a child...I know nothing else about him."

It turned out to be the case.

Si Ming nodded slightly. Everything that needed to be heard and said had been said; so what's next...?

Are these esteemed individuals about to leave?

"Ah."

"Then, will the master return?"

"Perhaps, if fate allows, we may meet again in the future."

Ms. Chen suddenly swallowed.

“Then, Nannan…” She looked at Xiao Shiyin, who was being held by Yu Zhiwei and was fast asleep.

“She must be an orphan, and she certainly deserves a proper home after this.” Si Ming didn’t need to think about it for long. “Let’s see what she thinks after everything is over. Perhaps she’d like to come to this Guanyin Temple and live here with you.”

Joy shone in Ms. Chen's eyes.

And so the conversations and stays of the reincarnators came to an end.

The next moment, Si Ming slightly obscured Ms. Chen's gaze. And the Byakki, which could carry quite a few people even without dimensional teleportation, was summoned by him—the twilight-colored battle aura spread out, concealing the external details of this mythical creature, thus avoiding a series of accidents during its flight.

Next stop, Guanyin Mountain.

(End of this chapter)