Journey to the West: Please Call Me the White Bone Demon

Meanwhile, in the Western Paradise, outside the Leiyin Temple, there was a secluded place of practice.

Venerable Ananda sat serenely on a seven-jeweled lotus platform, his eyes kind and gentle, his voice resonating throughout the sacred space like heavenly music.

"All phenomena are without self, all conditioned things are impermanent, all feelings are suffering, all phenomena are empty..."

Below, hundreds of disciples listened with their palms together, each with a solemn expression, immersed in the profound meaning of the Buddha's teachings.

Suddenly, a dark red figure appeared silently at the edge of the dojo.

It was a tall, dark red Asura with three eyes on his forehead and six arms on his back. He had concealed all his ferocity and stood respectfully to the side, not daring to overstep his bounds in the slightest.

Ananda's brow twitched slightly halfway through his speech, as if he had heard something.

He continued speaking, but gently raised his hand, signaling the disciples to pause.

"This concludes today's Dharma assembly. You may all disperse and reflect upon this."

Although the disciples did not understand why, they dared not disobey. They all clasped their hands in respect and then transformed into streaks of golden light and departed.

Once only Ananda and the Asura remained in the temple, Ananda opened his eyes and looked at the other person.

"how?"

Ashura knelt on one knee, his voice low but tinged with smugness: "Rest assured, Venerable One, I have already placed the Karma-Eating Flower around the White Bone Demon's tribulation!"

"Did you see him take it?"

Ashura's expression froze for a moment. He had only hurriedly put it down before rushing back to claim credit, and he didn't care whether the other party had swallowed it or not.

However, she had seen that little demon before. She was even more beautiful than the Rakshasa in her clan, but unfortunately, her aptitude was average, and the possibility of her surviving the Heavenly Tribulation was extremely slim.

How could one not swallow the food flower in order to survive?

Thinking this through, he confidently declared, "I saw him!"

Upon hearing this, Ananda nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"very good."

With a wave of his hand, a crystal-clear golden lotus flower emerged from his palm, its petals unfolding layer by layer, radiating a rich Buddhist light.

"This is a reward for your hard work, take it."

Ashura's eyes lit up instantly, and he stretched out all six arms at the same time, carefully holding the golden lotus in his palms, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"Thank you, Venerable One! Thank you, Venerable One!"

Holding the golden lotus, he couldn't help but look up and ask, "But... Venerable One, this Food Karma Flower is an extremely rare plant among acquired spiritual roots. Its spirituality is pure and its medicinal power is mild. If it were given to cultivators with excellent aptitude, it would be enough to help them ascend directly to the Golden Immortal realm, or even touch the Taiyi Dao Fruit."

Why would such a precious item be given to a mere demon? She's only at the Void Refining and Dao Integration stage; even if she sows seeds of karma, she might not achieve greatness.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ananda's face darkened.

"presumptuous!"

Although his voice was not loud, it carried an undeniable authority, each word like thunder.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Ashura immediately stiffened and lowered his head, saying, "This subordinate knows his crime!"

Ananda snorted coldly, but his gaze had already drifted into the distance, landing on the endless void beyond.

He did not answer Ashura, but thought to himself:

"This is something the World-Honored One himself instructed us to do."

"The White Bone Demon is a crucial part of the eighty-one tribulations of the journey to the West."

"Only by having Xuanzang drive away the Monkey King three times can he generate hatred and be entangled in karmic retribution. Only when Wukong returns three times to subdue the inner demon can the 'Monkey King' truly be rectified."

"The planting of the Food Flower destined the White Bone Demon to become twisted due to cannibalism two hundred years later; this is a calamity ordained by Heaven."

"Everything... was within the Buddha's calculations."

Ananda withdrew his gaze, clasped his hands together again, and closed his eyes to enter meditation.

Asura, holding the golden lotus, respectfully withdrew, not daring to utter another word.

……

The main peak of White Tiger Ridge originally belonged to the cave of the White Bone Demon.

As Yun Zhao entered the cave, he immediately caught a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Unlike the eerie, bloody, and corpse-filled atmosphere two hundred years later, the cave was clean and tidy at this moment. The stone walls were polished smooth, the ground was covered with soft white animal hides, and a few dimly lit pearls were placed in the four corners, emitting a soft glow.

In the corner, there was even a small stone table with a bronze mirror, a jade comb, and a few unidentified white flowers, exuding a sweet fragrance unique to young girls.

Yun Zhao watched all this and couldn't help but chuckle.

"So... she's still a clean and tidy little girl."

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

With a wave of his hand, several purple-gold talismans flew out from his fingertips, instantly covering the entire cave.

Layer upon layer of restrictions completely isolated the cave from the outside world. Even a Golden Immortal could only see an ordinary, desolate mountain when he approached.

After doing all this, Yun Zhao left a divine thought transmission at the entrance of the cave:

"Bai Ling, I need to go into seclusion to refine a magical artifact. It could take several months or even several years. Do not disturb me unless necessary."

The divine thought transformed into a beam of white light, flying straight into the distance and landing between Bai Ling's eyebrows as she was gathering demons.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ling immediately stopped what she was doing and respectfully replied telepathically, "Yes, my lord. Ling'er understands."

Yun Zhao nodded in satisfaction and sat cross-legged on the futon in the center of the cave.

He took a deep breath, flipped his right hand, and the Acquired Spiritual Treasure Binding God Rope appeared in his palm.

The golden rope was warm and smooth, with runes flowing across its surface, and golden bells at both ends swayed gently, emitting a subtle yet captivatingly clear sound.

This is the true acquired spiritual treasure!

Unlike the previously obtained Eye-Slaying Pearl, the Binding God Rope, once unleashed, exuded a faint aura of the Great Dao, subtly possessing the supreme power to suppress the soul and seal magical power.

Yun Zhao closed his eyes, and his divine sense surged into the Binding God Rope like a tidal wave.

When refining spiritual treasures, one must avoid being impatient and restless.

He first used the power of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal to slowly nourish the rope, allowing the golden rope to gradually become familiar with his aura.

Time passed second by second.

At first, the Binding Rope trembled slightly, as if it were testing the waters.

Gradually, the frequency of the golden bell's swaying synchronized with Yun Zhao's breathing.

Later, the runes on the surface of the body began to light up on their own, and golden light traveled along Yun Zhao's meridians, eventually returning to the body, forming a perfect cycle.

"It's done."

Yun Zhao opened his eyes, and a flash of purple-gold divine light appeared in them.

He raised his hand and gave it a gentle shake, and the Binding God Rope instantly grew to a height of ten thousand feet, like a golden dragon stretching across the sky above the cave.

"receive!"

As soon as the golden bell rang, the giant dragon instantly shrank back to its original length of one foot and obediently wrapped around his right wrist.

This signifies that the initial recognition of Christ has been completed!

But Yun Zhao was not satisfied.

The true power of a spiritual treasure requires thorough refinement with one's own life essence to unleash its full potential.

……

Three years later

The Binding God Rope emitted a clear, long cry, the golden bells vibrated wildly, and the runes shone brightly!

The treasure was completely refined, and its life essence was fully absorbed, transforming into countless golden threads that permeated every inch of its body.

At the same time, a powerful feedback force surged into Yun Zhao's body.

His magic power, physical body, and soul were all baptized at this moment.

The physical body of the first five stages of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique was already incredibly strong, and now it has gained an additional layer of golden light, faintly showing signs of being indestructible from birth.

His magical power also became more refined, and he was only one step away from becoming a true Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

"My darling!"

Yun Zhao couldn't help but admire.

He flicked his wrist again, and the Binding God Rope transformed into a golden light, instantly piercing through the restrictions and flying out of the cave.

Yun Zhao crossed three continents and four seas to arrive at Beiju Luzhou.

He unleashed his divine sense and locked onto a demon wolf in the early stages of the Golden Immortal realm that was wandering in the mountains.

The Binding God Rope, like a serpent emerging from its hole, instantly coiled around the demon wolf.

"Aww—"

The demon wolf let out a miserable howl. Its magical power was instantly sealed, its soul was suppressed, and only its physical body was left struggling.

With a thought, Yun Zhao tightened the Binding God Rope.

Click!

The demon wolf's neck bone snapped, and its massive body crashed to the ground.

"good."

Yun Zhao retracted the Binding God Rope and nodded in satisfaction.

The functionality of this magical artifact far exceeds imagination.

With just a thought, one can instantly seal the soul and magic power of cultivators of the same or even higher level.

Wouldn't it be perfect to use it against Sun Wukong?

A hint of amusement flashed in Yun Zhao's eyes.

"Monkey, oh monkey."

"Last time you were trapped in the Flame Array, you were already in a terrible state."

"This time, I have the Binding God Rope in my hand... Heh heh."