30: Where did this bald donkey come from? Kill him! (Seeking monthly ticket for follow-up reading)

“Another one!”

“Are these guys endless?!”

The dark shadow slowly emerged from the darkness.

It was a leopard about ten feet long, with black fur all over its body.

Its streamlined body concealed a dangerous aura.

“Should we give it to Mountain Lord?” The bald strange bird spoke in broken human words.

The black leopard shook its head.

“A distinguished guest from afar is lecturing Mountain Lord, so we cannot disturb him.”

As it spoke, it looked at a mountain peak in the secluded valley.

Just then.

A loud laugh echoed, shaking the entire valley.

“Many thanks, Great Master, for dispelling my confusion,”

“Once I overcome the Karmic Obstruction with this, I can take the final step.”

“Three days from now, this Lord will take a bride. I kindly request Great Master to honor us with his presence.”

Halfway up the mountain, there was a quiet and elegant small courtyard.

A black-robed gentleman, with tiger-like eyes and a broad face, laughed heartily, causing the surrounding mountains and forests to tremble.

Opposite him sat a middle-aged monk with downcast eyes.

Dressed in monastic robes, with a solemn and dignified appearance, he uttered a Zen chant.

With lowered gaze:

“This monk has Karma with Mountain Lord, so I will naturally come.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged monk transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the mountains.

And the black-robed gentleman, watching the streak of light fade into the distance, his eyes gradually turned sinister.

“What is this bald donkey plotting against this Lord?”

“His Divine Ability of spirit-traveling must mean he has been eyeing me for a long time.”

“Hmph!”

“But once this Lord takes the final step into the third realm, the first thing I’ll do is devour this bald donkey.”

As he spoke, he revealed a mouthful of sinister white teeth.

Meanwhile, outside this quiet and elegant small courtyard, it was a different scene.

In the mountain forest, white bones lay everywhere, a terrifying and grim sight.

…

Three hundred li away, night, Qingshan County.

In Chen Yuan’s small courtyard.

The white fox squatted among the rockeries in the courtyard, bowing towards the moon in a strange posture.

Strands of bright moonlight transformed into almost invisible specks of light, entering the white fox’s body.

The white fox bowing to the moon seemed to be a form of cultivation inherited in its Bloodline!

Meanwhile, inside the house, Little Squirrel lay on the reclining chair.

It seemed to be sleeping.

At this moment, its black, beady eyes opened and darted around.

It scanned the room.

No one!

That annoying fellow wasn’t here.

He had gone out.

The little fellow’s belly swelled with anger as it recalled how that annoying fellow had eaten all of its hard-earned savings.

Its eyes roamed in the darkness, then landed on the inner room.

Then, with a “whoosh,” it darted inside.

Afterwards, it saw the flickering oil lamp placed in the corner.

Its eyes lit up with joy.

It hopped over, its belly swelled.

Then, with a suck.

The oil lamp was sucked into its belly.

Then, it angrily bounced around Chen Yuan’s room.

Clothes, brushes, ink – everything was sucked in.

Having done all this, Little Squirrel scurried onto the rooftop.

Its eyes glanced at the white fox.

It puffed out its cheeks.

Traitor.

Then, with an indignant huff, it darted off, leaping out of the small courtyard.

It was going to run away from home!

And then move its belongings from the cave.

It didn’t want to see that annoying fellow anymore.

Soon, Little Squirrel quietly slipped out of the city.

It arrived at its former small nest.

Perhaps it missed this place very much, as it spat out the oil lamp from its belly, held it, and then joyfully rushed onto its pile of food.

It thought about having a good sleep first.

At this moment, high in the sky.

The night was dark and windy, a streak of light traveled through the darkness.

Suddenly, it stopped.

The ethereal figure within solidified, revealing a middle-aged monk dressed in monastic robes.

In the dark mountains, there was a point of light.

It attracted him!

The monk’s figure floated down.

He arrived at the entrance of the cave in the bushes.

Inside, a faint yellow firelight flickered, but the monk seemed to feel the radiance of the Buddha shining upon him.

It made his spirit warm and solidify.

The middle-aged monk’s originally peaceful brows closed, and he took a soft breath.

Then he opened his eyes and walked in.

Inside, there was a large pile of food, and a Little Squirrel holding an oil lamp, sleeping there.

The monk’s gaze quickly fell upon the oil lamp.

His eyes flickered with the flame,

Gradually becoming turbulent.

It was as if an ancient Buddha was chanting the Dao Zen sound on the green lamp.

He beckoned with one hand, drawing the oil lamp towards him.

Along with the Little Squirrel holding the oil lamp.

Little Squirrel was startled awake by the movement.

It opened its black, beady eyes and saw a bald head, smiling, staring intently at it.

“Little demon, how about giving this to this humble monk?”

Under the candlelight, the smile appeared eerie.

Little Squirrel squeaked in fright, its fur bristling, then it took a big breath, intending to swallow the oil lamp into its belly.

That was its!

“Bang!”

However, the monk continued to smile, but flicked a finger.

He directly flicked Little Squirrel away, sending it crashing hard against the cave wall.

“Treasures belong to those with Karma. This item has Karma with this humble monk, so it is this humble monk’s!”

The monk laughed eerily in the shadow of the candlelight.

At this moment, Little Squirrel emitted a weak squeak from its throat, and crimson blood actually flowed from its small mouth,

But it still struggled, wobbling, and climbed up.

It spat at the monk.

It spat out an inkstone.

And threw it at the monk.

The middle-aged monk directly exhaled a breath,

Shattering the inkstone.

Then his eyes became eerie,

“Since you, little fellow, are so stubborn, this humble monk will sever this Karma.”

As he spoke, he raised a hand.

A wisp of Qi was about to shoot out!

Just then,

A thunderous roar:

“Where did this bald donkey come from, be gone!”

A streak of Sword Qi suddenly broke through the air.

Directly striking the middle-aged monk.

The Sword Qi was chillingly cold.

The monk’s expression changed slightly.

He formed a lotus gesture with two fingers,

Lotus flowers bloomed in the Void Realm, blocking the buzzing Sword Qi.

Then, the lotus flowers rotated.

The air shrieked.

The surging Qi directly shredded the Sword Qi!

Then, the monk’s calm but eerie gaze looked towards the cave entrance.

At this moment, a figure stood there, Sword Qi flickering in his eyes, filled with anger.

Chen Yuan had arrived!

He had taken Little Squirrel in, making it his Contracted Demon.

He was originally on his usual patrol outside, and sensed the other party moving towards outside the city.

He pursued it.

As a result, he saw this strange monk trying to snatch the oil lamp.

What exactly is this thing?

Why do all sorts of demons and monsters want it when they see it?

He saw the little fellow, severely injured, and a wave of anger surged within his chest.

He beckoned with his hand, drawing the weak, squeaking little creature towards him.

He stroked its head, transferring a breath of True Qi to it.

Then, he placed it in his embrace.

Then, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

The Sword Qi within his body roared with a clang.

His entire being was like a sharp sword unsheathed, erupting with unparalleled sharpness.

Then, the Qi around his body surged wildly,

Streaks of Sword Qi were born in the Void Realm, quickly converging into a great sword.

It “whooshed” towards that bald donkey, slashing down.

Immediately, the entire mountain was shattered by the Sword Qi.

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