Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

However, judging from the fact that this Rakshasa Society has been able to maintain itself for so long, Chu Mingkong judged that the Buddhist sect behind this monk must still have a Heavenly Domain behind it, but it should not have appeared recently.

The monk also mentioned many opportunities around the world, including information about herbs that appear in secret realms and dangerous places.

Chu Mingkong wasn't interested in any of these things, but fortunately, the young woman acted as his mouthpiece and asked a question that he was also interested in.

Ba Sheng stood up, feigning a lack of interest in leaving, and asked again before departing:

"Boring. Is there any interesting news from the Heavenly Realm? White-browed Buddha, you said a while ago that beings from the Heavenly Realm would descend. Where are they?"

During the gathering, a monk sitting next to the white-browed Buddha spoke up. His face was so large that the mask could not cover his entire face, and his smile was even larger, so large that the corners of his mouth were exposed outside the mask, as if the corners of his mouth had been cut open with a knife.

"If the Queen of the Underworld is interested, wouldn't it be better for her to go to the Heavenly Realm herself to find out?"

Ba Sheng ignored her dismissively, not even bothering to scoff, and got up to sit back on Chu Mingkong's shoulder, preparing to leave.

Chu Mingkong was still a little reluctant, but he was now in the persona of a "motorcycle without feelings," so he could only do as he was told.

Just then, the monk with the wide smile said:

"I happen to know a distinguished guest who has descended from the Heavenly Realm. He is interested in the Sword Dynasty. The Sword Dynasty's protective sword domain and the backup formation left by the founding Sword Emperor have both been destroyed. I wonder if anyone would be willing to go to the Sword Dynasty with me to retrieve the sword manual left by the old lady? The reward is generous!"

Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Heavenly Demon's Revenge

This news isn't very accurate. The Sword Domain was deactivated on its own. It was only to allow Bai Niang's true form to enter the Sword Dynasty that Balan deactivated the Sword Domain. It wasn't destroyed.

But this is just information provided by the other party, and they may have deliberately exaggerated it to lower their guard and make these people go to the Sword Dynasty.

On the other hand, the esteemed guest from the celestial realm mentioned by the big-faced monk and the being from the celestial realm who was preparing to "descend to the mortal world" mentioned by the long-browed monk should not be the same person.

He was a distinguished guest from the Heavenly Realm whom even the host of the Rakshasa Assembly didn't know, and he was even interested in the Sword Dynasty...

Could it be the person Grandma Basheng mentioned who secretly altered the Yin-Yang Chaotic Soul Array?

Sigh, Chu Mingkong really wanted to stop and listen, but wouldn't this abrupt action of stopping and starting expose Grandma Basheng's identity?

The big-faced monk deliberately chose the moment when the "Empress of the Underworld" left before speaking, probably also to test her reaction.

Chu Mingkong could only walk slowly, his steps never stopping, but he tried to delay his departure as much as possible.

The discussion continued at the conference table, with the big-faced monk still in charge of the main conversation. He understood the motivations of the Rakshasa Society members.

Aside from a few individuals like Xue Zhongjun and Shura Wang, most of the newly promoted members both yearned for the vast world of the Heavenly Realm and hesitated due to the long-term presence of several senior members in this realm.

But no matter what, my longing for the Heavenly Realm will never change.

"Furthermore, this distinguished guest from the Celestial Realm is also very willing to bring you the precious wisdom of the Celestial Realm, as well as treasures produced there."

“You…” The long-browed monk frowned, displeased with his overstepping of authority.

"How can we prove that this person truly exists, and how can we prove that he is truly willing to bring us celestial treasures?" someone in the room asked, a question shared by many.

Even the talkative fox-tailed woman fell silent, carefully observing the developments in this news.

The big-faced monk was prepared; he took out several items from his wide sleeves:

"This is an ordinary century-old medicinal plant from the Heavenly Realm, and this is a slave sword. Please pass it around and examine it yourselves."

Chu Mingkong listened to the commotion behind him and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. He really wanted to turn around and take a look, but even though he walked slowly, his height determined that his stride was so long that one step was equivalent to several steps.

It's impossible for his "minotaur mount" to suddenly start taking tiny steps, right?

Now that he was already far away, and since he didn't dare to probe his senses to eavesdrop, Chu Mingkong simply strode away, walked to the end of the cave tunnel, and returned to the Underworld God Kingdom.

It seems I'll have to try asking the Asura King to see if she's willing to tell me what happened next.

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"Oh?! This is really just a century-old medicinal plant?!" one of them exclaimed in amazement after examining it.

"Such rich spiritual energy! Even a century-old medicinal plant has this medicinal property. The world there is indeed incomparable to this. My birth is a curse, wasting decades of my life!"

"If I had been born in the Heavenly Realm, my current level of skill would certainly be much higher... What are the characteristics of that sword? A slave sword. It's normal for swords to be distinguished by quality, but in the Heavenly Realm, are there distinctions between noble and lowly?"

When the big-faced monk briefly showed the sword, some people noticed something amiss and stared at it in disbelief.

"The Smiling Buddha didn't seem to exert any force to drive this sword. Could it be that this sword has its own will, that it possesses a spirit?"

The discussion grew louder, and only after the exclamations and doubts gradually subsided did the Smiling Buddha speak:

"Now you should believe what I'm saying? A distinguished guest from the heavens is extending an invitation to you, and these are proof of his identity."

There were still a few scattered words of doubt in the room, but people were much more careful when asking questions, afraid of offending the person by asking too many:

"This distinguished guest from the Heavenly Realm must be quite powerful. If he intends to take action against the Sword Dynasty, why doesn't he go himself?"

For these kinds of questions, the Smiling Buddha would find it much easier to answer, because their undisguised attitude would reveal their thoughts, and their desires would naturally lead to judgments that deviate from their rationality.

The Smiling Buddha casually made up an excuse, saying that it was an opportunity to make friends, and that the other party needed to see everyone's abilities and skills, and so on.

Many people at the table had already made their judgments, while those in lower positions in the listening holes on the surrounding walls were filled with envy.

Seeing that people were gradually agreeing to the offer, the woman in the fox-tail mask couldn't sit still any longer and said with a smile:

"With so many people going, if I only think about my own affairs, I'll seem out of place. It's a good opportunity to meet these distinguished guests from the Heavenly Realm before Master Longbrow introduces me to them."

The Smiling Buddha seemed to have a knack for instigating people. It should have been incredibly difficult to persuade these people, but in the blink of an eye, their doubts vanished, and most of them agreed to the matter.

The Rakshasa will soon disperse and leave this space.

The hole in the high rock wall soon darkened as the lower-ranking members inside withdrew and disappeared.

They all wanted to participate, but these people only had the right to listen, not the right to speak, and sometimes even parts of the content were blocked from their ears.

"Why bring so many people along, especially that fox-spider woman? It's not easy to find someone willing to go to the Heavenly Realm. If something happens to her, how will you explain it to your superiors?"

"With so many people, how could something happen? Although many people have gone missing after going to the Sword Dynasty in the past, what's wrong with us acting together this time?" The Smiling Buddha was calm and confident.

"You are abusing your power for personal gain, using the power of Buddhism to serve your own Heavenly Demon Clan!"

Facing the beaming light emanating from the long-browed monk, the smiling Buddha's upturned lips turned serious, and he said coldly:

"In the past, I also lived in the Heavenly Realm. In order to help Buddhism, I humbled myself and was trapped in this lower realm for countless years. One branch of my Heavenly Demon Clan has been involved with the Daoist sect for so long in the Jianmu. Have you Buddhist sects above and below shown any goodwill to us?"

Chu Mingkong is currently in the Sword Emperor Dynasty. He has repeatedly hindered my Heavenly Demon Clan's Holy Son from absorbing nutrients and growing. If you hadn't been concerned about the harmony of the Rakshasa Society and Shen Xuejun's identity, and hadn't prevented me from accompanying the Bodhisattva of Boundless Intent, I would have personally dealt with Chu Mingkong long ago. How could I have allowed him to leave the Heavenly Capital City for so long and stay safely in Xiling?

Now that Jianba Mountain has also lost someone, we have another ally. Let's not say anything more.

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Chu Mingkong returned to the Underworld God Kingdom. Despite his many curiosities, he didn't dwell on them too much, waiting to ask his master's wife and the Asura King later.

He moved closer to Ba Sheng and asked:

"Grandma, judging from the way those people were talking just now, are they planning to cause trouble in the Sword Dynasty later?"

"It's quite obvious. It was the Heavenly Realm people who secretly altered the great formation who instigated this. I was wondering why that person hadn't shown up yet. It turns out they went to find the Buddhist sect to help them."

"Then I'll go ask the Asura King and the others later. I'll tell Balan and the others to be on guard, and then we'll try to restore the power of the Sword Domain?"

"Okay, you can make the arrangements."

Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Sword Emperor Scripture is no longer clean!

Ba Sheng watched Chu Mingkong leave the underworld, sat silently for a while, and then also left the underworld.

Her figure soon appeared outside the Sutra Tower, where the guards patrolled diligently, each guard conscientiously guarding their post.

Occasionally, a few guards would pass by after their shift, and their conversation seemed to be still about how they had encountered a woman who resembled the late emperor late at night a few days ago.

"This is really strange. I saw it with my own eyes that night, but so many days have passed and I haven't heard a word about it. I'm wondering if I'm seeing things."

"Neither Queen Ba nor Lord Balan mentioned any news. How strange!"

"If the late emperor is still secretly protecting the Sword Dynasty, it doesn't matter how many times the strange occurrences happen again!"

"That's what I think too!"

They passed by Ba Sheng, the wind stirred by their resounding footsteps causing the woman's dress to sway gently.

The next moment, her figure reappeared in the Scripture Tower. A female Taoist with an ethereal and otherworldly temperament stood in front of the Sword Emperor Scripture. The blindfold concealed her bright eyes, adding a touch of mystery to her charm.

Yun Nongyu was unaware of Ba Sheng's appearance, as she was still silently studying the sword manual left behind by the Sword Emperor.

However, although she couldn't detect Ba Sheng's appearance, the Sword Emperor Scripture could sense it.

Seemingly receiving some feedback from the scriptures, Yun Nongyu let out a soft "Hmm?" in confusion.

"Your Majesty, you...are you around here?" Yun Nongyu turned her head slightly, as if searching for someone.

Ba Sheng then revealed her presence. She walked to Yun Nongyu's side, raised her slender hand, and slightly lifted Yun Nongyu's delicate chin with her fingertips, carefully examining her.

"Mingkong really knows how to pick girls. I've never seen such a naturally gifted woman with such a refined Daoist aura in my lifetime. I once saw a woman who carried a wisp of Daoist aura, but at most she was naturally compatible with plants and spirit beasts."

"You're quite remarkable; you can even awaken thoughts within the framework of tradition."

She was genuinely amazed.

Even if Ba Sheng revisited the Sword Emperor Scripture she left behind, she could only review her state of mind at the time, but she couldn't awaken the will within the scripture like Yun Nongyu did.

"..." Yun Nongyu was still a little confused.

The will of the Sword Emperor Scripture is clearly still present in the text. So, is the woman before us truly the first female Sword Emperor?!

Didn't she pass away peacefully, leaving behind neither her sword intent nor her corpse? How could this be...?

What snapped her out of her daze was the voice of the Sword Emperor Scripture.

Yun Nongyu rarely lost her composure; she gracefully performed a junior's bow, and then said to Ba Sheng:

"Your Majesty, the will within the Sword Emperor Scripture wishes to possess you and communicate with you."

“Mm.” Ba Sheng nodded.

Soon, Yun Nongyu's Taoist robe was transformed by a force into a dark black imperial dragon robe.

The two "Basheng" looked at each other in silence.

However, the first to be moved and frown was Jianhuangjing. She knew that she was just the will and wisdom in the scripture and would not think about who the "real" Basheng was.

But it wasn't hard for her to understand why her true self still existed. This wasn't her personality, and it wasn't something that "herself" would do.