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

"What's going on? Before, none of them brought anyone with them, but now everyone is bringing more than the last. I should have brought a protector with me too. I feel isolated."

Not only did Xuezhongjun bring a girl along, but Yinhou also had her mount bring two lucky cats?

"..." Zuo Qiuchi and the others remained silent.

Chu Mingkong was also stunned for a moment, realizing that what the Asura King said was quite apt, because his master and aunt were both sitting upright and motionless, looking rather obedient. If they raised their arms and waved them, they would indeed look like lucky cats.

"Now that everyone's here, it's time to get down to business. This meeting shouldn't have been happening today, but things arose suddenly..."

Huichen paused, his expression turning anything but kind, his thick eyebrows piercing through the crowd with sharp, sweeping eyes.

"The Laughing Buddha and his horde of Yakshas have perished!"

"Unfortunately," the Asura King replied perfunctorily.

The fox woman's composure had vanished, but she was unable to speak. The Queen of the Underworld and the Snow Lord, who were not talkative to begin with, remained silent.

"Where were you then? Why are you all unharmed?" Huichen turned his head and stared at the few yakshas of the Spirit Pigeon Clan.

“The journey is long and we cannot make it in time, but our hearts are with Master Laughing Buddha and others,” said one of the representatives who was chosen to speak.

"They died, so why didn't you die with them?" the fox woman managed to ask.

The representative of the Spirit Pigeon Clan looked very sad, symbolically wiping away tears—though it was feigned—and said:

"They died too quickly, our hearts couldn't keep up..."

We were on our way, but our location was too far from the Sword Emperor Dynasty, so we had to give up.

One of the pigeon spirits lamented, "It's all our fault. If we had been there, we could have saved the Smiling Buddha and all our colleagues!"

Another pigeon spirit's voice rang out:

"I swear, after I succeed to the position of the Laughing Buddha's Dragon Clan, I will live up to my mission and go to the Sword Dynasty to avenge the many fellow Daoists who died there in the past!"

Huichen realized that they were telling the truth about "not arriving in time," so there was no point in pressing them further.

He then turned to look at the Queen:

"Empress Yin, the Sword Dynasty is your territory. Can you explain what exactly happened here?!"

Chapter 128 There are more traitors than our own people

The hostility in Huichen's words was quite obvious.

Seeing this, Chu Mingkong wondered if a fight was really going to break out today? Wouldn't fighting here be very restrictive? They were at a disadvantage in every way!

Facing that chilling gaze, Ba Sheng felt no pressure whatsoever. Without any unnecessary pretense, she spoke bluntly:

"You want me to explain? The Laughing Buddha came, and then he died. That's the explanation."

Huichen, though furious, remained calm, while Ran's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

"So it seems that those Rakshasa Society members who died in the Sword Dynasty were also your doing! And you are most likely not that usurping princess from the Heavenly Pole Empire... But how could you possibly deal with both the Smiling Buddha and Wu Yiling?!"

He hadn't even included the Heavenly Demon Clan companions that Smiling Buddha had invited. Hui Chen knew that Smiling Buddha would definitely bring extra people. The Yakshas he was taking from the Rakshasa Society were mostly just cannon fodder to divert attention.

Even with such strength, the Smiling Buddha and his allies were defeated by the Sword Emperor Dynasty! Does the Sword Emperor Dynasty have that kind of power? Does the Empress Dowager have that kind of power?

Huichen didn't care much about who Yin Hou's true identity was. Perhaps she had been possessed by the power of the underworld. What Rakshasa wanted was a strong person, and a strong person who was willing to go to heaven.

As for who this powerful figure actually is, it has never been an important question. In the past, Empress Yin has always maintained a high degree of low profile, which gave Hui Chen a great illusion that she would be very well-behaved.

Unexpectedly, the hidden danger has finally surfaced today, causing him a huge uproar!

"How you deal with them isn't important. What's important is that everyone who came to bother me is dead. How are you going to deal with that?"

"Good! I was too soft-hearted and careless. I should have questioned you more thoroughly when I first noticed you had changed... You've been scheming in the Rakshasa Society for so many years, you should know its rules and bottom line. I haven't been able to guide anyone to the Heavenly Realm for so many years, and I've been under constant pressure. Yet you destroyed most of your foundation in one fell swoop!"

The fox woman and the others dared not speak, as did the members on the cave. They were all extremely nervous, the tense atmosphere so oppressive that they dared not even breathe.

Seeing that things were not going well, the Spirit Pigeon Clan took the opportunity to slip away without even saying goodbye, disappearing from the spot with only a few pigeon feathers remaining.

The fox woman, however, was no longer interested in the matter. Seeing the atmosphere deteriorating so badly, she feared that she would be affected as well.

The road to success is right ahead; how can we let ourselves be dragged down and fall into trouble at a time like this!

Every hair on the fox-woman's tail was taut with tension as she mustered her courage to interrupt:

“Holy Master Huichen! If you are truly under such great pressure, why not guide me into the Heavenly Realm first? Don’t let the burden on your shoulders become even heavier; every little bit lighter will help!”

"Indeed, it's time to send them up. On one hand, they say they're in a hurry to help people go to see the high monks in the heavenly realm, but on the other hand, they're preventing people from leaving. I really don't understand what they mean by that."

The one who stirred things up was the Asura King. Even though the atmosphere had developed to this point, she still mostly made jokes and sat aside with her arms crossed, watching as if it were none of her business, yawning.

It's hard to tell whether she's truly on the side of the Empress Dowager, or simply waiting for a fight to break out and join in the fun, showing no favoritism towards either side.

Monk Huichen gently brushed his eyebrows aside, as if in deep thought.

I have to admit that no matter how angry I am, I still have to get this urgent matter done.

He put on his Heavenly Mask, his two long eyebrows hanging down outside the mask, looking a bit like a cockroach and a bit like a catfish.

This Rakshasa mask of the Heavenly Being level granted Huichen a certain power, as if an invisible passage had opened in the current space.

A wisp of divine soul energy wafted from the other end of the passage. Although it was only a wisp, it was enough to excite the cultivators.

The soul unconsciously yearns for this depleted and vanished spiritual energy.

Chu Mingkong was astonished. He dared not unleash his senses too much, but he could roughly sense the unfathomable depth of the passage.

"Could it be that passing through here will lead directly to the Heavenly Realm? If the aura just now was drifting from the Heavenly Realm, then it's understandable that the Heavenly Demons we encountered earlier were so powerful," he thought to himself.

The fox woman breathed a sigh of relief, and her figure instantly appeared in the center of a golden beam of light, enveloped in a soft and magnificent Buddhist light.

She thanked Huichen repeatedly, but Huichen reminded her:

"It's not successful yet. Empty your mind and, after hearing the Buddha's voice, do not resist it in the slightest. Believe in the guidance from the other side. This is the crucial step!"

Xiao Yunhan stood motionless beside her master. Rather than being calm, the sudden influx of information left her stunned.

But her mind was constantly thinking, paying attention to all the details, adding her own reasoning, judging the causes and consequences, and guessing the current situation.

Undoubtedly, the two "lucky cats" that the Asura King mentioned earlier are Zuo Qiuchi and her sister.

The monk Huichen repeatedly emphasized that the fox girl should not resist, which means that if she had even the slightest unwillingness in her heart, she would fail.

But what does sending someone to the celestial realm have to do with whether their mind accepts it or not? That's irrelevant, isn't it?

Completely letting your guard down is no different from opening the city gates wide. Once someone has tampered with your things, it's hard to regret it.

The fox woman vanished quickly, leaving no trace. It's unknown whether she truly went to that mysterious celestial realm.

Chu Mingkong was thinking of going back to find Yun Nongyu. Su Nu had left a strand of hair on the fox woman, which allowed her to monitor her condition. He was eager to know how the fox woman was doing!

Huichen then addressed the lower-level members of the cave:

"She has been guided to the Heavenly Realm, and her future is limitless. If we have the chance to meet her again in the future, she will be even more powerful than she is now. I hope everyone will work hard!"

This monk, after delivering a gift to someone, didn't forget to give a pep talk, and his simple words were surprisingly effective. Everyone in the Buddhist cave looked enviously in the direction where the fox woman had disappeared.

They were all greedily inhaling and exhaling the spiritual energy here, trying to absorb that wisp of sweet and refreshing divine spiritual energy.

After Huichen finished speaking, he waved his hand and forcibly dismissed these lower-level members.

In his heart, he didn't have many expectations for these people.

"Empress Yin, you are truly calm. What exactly are you relying on? Do you think you can already compare to the supreme beings in the Heavenly Realm?!"

"So you mean I should have interrupted your process of culturing the fox spirit?"

"Please go to the Heavenly Realm and discuss this with the Supreme Being. You have destroyed a carefully cultivated forest. They had the potential to grow into towering trees and become a sanctuary for Buddhism. I have no right to plead for you!"

"Your mind really revolves around the 'going to the Heavenly Realm' thing. You can't take me with you." Ba Sheng's tone was arrogant.

"Can't take you with me? Then there's no need to take you with me!"

Huichen returned to his compassionate demeanor, raised one palm to greet the Empress Yin, and calmly said:

"By trapping you here, the supreme beings of Buddhism can naturally descend to this lower realm through this old monk's body. At that time, you will have no choice! Or do you think that in this Rakshasa Society space, you can not only counter this old monk's identity as a celestial being, but also deal with the Asura King and the Snow Lord?"

The moment the monk finished speaking, the restrictions in this space were also lifted.

The Dragon Mask held by Basheng dimmed, which meant that her privileges here had been stripped away, and full restrictions would be imposed on her, making her not much different from the lower-level members in the cave before.

Heavy stones descended from the tunnel behind Ba Sheng, attempting to block her retreat.

Just then, the wind and snow blew in from nowhere, and the harsh, chilling cold suppressed all the restrictions in this space, seemingly taking over the control of the area.

"Snow Lord...you!" Huichen was shocked. More than questioning why she did this, Huichen was puzzled by the power she had displayed.

What a vast difference in spiritual level it would take to achieve such an effect!

Amidst this chill, he had unexpectedly lost control of the Rakshasa Society space!

This woman must be one of the most important figures in the Heavenly Realm! I had guessed about her origins before, but I still underestimated her!

The Asura King also stood up. With a light punch, she unleashed a thunderous roar that shattered the boulder blocking the road.

“Asura King, you too…” Hui Chen said in a deep voice, his eyebrows drooping to their lowest point.

Chapter 129 I can't understand my master's wife anymore

Seeing this situation, Chu Mingkong silently activated his extreme Yin power, and the Extreme Abyss Transformation covered his current body. The huge bull-man head was corroded from the inside out, turning into a black blood giant.

Suddenly, the black-blooded giant opened its scarlet eyes and stared menacingly at Huichen.

Even though he wasn't the main attacker and was just standing on the sidelines as a supporting player, he perfectly embodied the spirit of someone who borrows the tiger's power!

Zuo Qiuchi glanced at Zuo Donglu. She didn't know what to do now. Should she join the rebellion or just watch and do nothing?

She noticed that her younger sister was completely still and didn't seem to know what to do either. Zuo Qiuchi decided to just sit there and be done with it. Since someone was taking care of things in front of her, she didn't need to be so proactive. She could touch her for a while as long as she could.

"So, it seems the death of the Smiling Buddha is also related to you two? No wonder... Asura King, have you abandoned your people?"

It can be said that the Asura clan is a hindrance to the Asura King. She has to consider her clan in many things. Otherwise, if it were just her own opinion, given the Asura King's resentment towards the priests, she would have long since left the Buddhist Pure Land.

"You don't need to worry about that, unless it's used as a threat." The Asura King shrugged.

Hui Chen's gaze shifted to Shen Xuejun. He glanced at the frost that had formed on her palm. The pure white frost was dotted with red plum blossoms, which were blood seeping from her skin.

Although it was only a tiny bit of blood, it was already the most powerful invisible deterrent, and Huichen had already lost in this covert contest of power.