502: The fairy Biyou has stormed Mount Ling!

"Considering your arduous cultivation since ancient times, I shall suppress your Primordial Spirit and Dao beneath this cup."

"With the cup inverted, time is like tea, dripping away bit by bit."

"When five thousand years have passed, and this cup of tea has drained away, the confinement will be lifted."

"For these five thousand years, you shall stay here and reflect on what constitutes the Majesty of Heaven, what constitutes hierarchy, and what constitutes... Me."

The last word fell.

At the edge of the inverted teacup, that single, crystalline drop of tea finally dripped down gently.

"Plop."

The droplet landed on the stone table, but instead of spreading, it congealed into a perfectly round, translucent amber bead that seemed to contain a miniature space-time, resting quietly beside the inverted cup.

The Eastern Sovereign Emperor's figure had already frozen completely.

He maintained his seated posture, but there was no longer any trace of Qi circulating around him. The divine light in his eyes had completely dimmed, and his skin took on a texture that was warm and jade-like, yet devoid of any Life Qi.

His entire being seemed to have turned into an exquisitely crafted jade statue, but one without a Soul.

Only the inverted teacup and the stagnant "time droplet" beside it silently bore witness to what had just occurred, beginning that silent, five-thousand-year countdown.

The stone platform was dead silent.

The two young Daoists had long since collapsed to the ground in terror, trembling, not even daring to raise their heads.

The Monkey King and little Nezha were also dumbfounded, their throats dry.

They knew the old man was powerful, but witnessing such a casual yet inconceivable feat—inverting a cup of tea to suppress an ancient Eastern Sovereign Emperor for five thousand years—was a shock that still far exceeded their imagination.

The Monkey King pulled out his staff and tapped on the teacup.

"Don't bother tapping; it won't break! And you can't move it either!"

"Like that mountain of rice, mountain of flour, and the burning bronze lock?"

"Similar, but stronger than that!"

"Alright, the person in the way has been quieted." He looked at the two limp young Daoists, his tone calm:

"Go to the 'Listening to the Waves Cottage' behind the mountain and invite Fairy Biyou. Tell her that her Revered Master has ordered her to accompany Me to handle a matter."

The young Daoists dared not show the slightest defiance and hurriedly ran off.

Before long, Fairy Biyou, dressed in water-green robes with a delicate and beautiful face, hurried over.

Upon seeing the eerie sight of her Revered Master turned into a jade statue on the stone platform with the teacup inverted over him, she instantly paled in terror, horrified: "Master... this, what is this..."

"Your Master had some misunderstandings about Me, so I have invited him to reflect on his mistakes for five thousand years."

Lu Jiuyuan said bluntly, looking at Biyu with calm eyes, "Biyu, I wish to make use of you to resolve an Inner Demon Tribulation between you and that Qiao Linger, and also to seek a glimmer of change for this world."

Are you willing to follow My arrangements? I can ensure your safety and promise you a future."

Fairy Biyou looked at her Revered Master's "statue" and then at the unfathomable Lu Jiuyuan, a war between heaven and man raging in her heart.

Her Revered Master had clearly offended the Heavenly Emperor, which led to this outcome... His methods were simply unheard of and impossible to resist.

Since she couldn't resist, she might as well join him! Plus, she could plead for her Revered Master!

As for that Qiao Linger, she hadn't met him and didn't know him! If there was a predestined relationship, so be it! She would follow all arrangements!

"Your Majesty..."

"My Revered Master... his words offended the Majesty of Heaven, which is indeed a fault."

"Biyu dares not excuse my Revered Master, but I only beg Your Majesty to consider that my Revered Master has guarded the East and balanced the Life Qi for countless years; if there is no credit, there is at least hard work..."

"Could you perhaps slightly reduce his sentence? Even if... even if you only reduce it by a tiny bit, Biyu will be grateful for Your Majesty's grace!"

She raised her head, her delicate face full of earnestness: "Biyu is willing to follow all of Your Majesty's arrangements, to enter the game, to go through fire and water, without complaint! I only ask that Your Majesty... show a little mercy!"

The Monkey King was scratching his ears and cheeks nearby, wanting to say something, but little Nezha secretly tugged at his sleeve and gave him a look, signaling him not to interrupt.

Lu Jiuyuan's gaze fell upon Biyu, as if he could pierce through her Divine Soul and see every flicker of her thoughts.

He did not answer immediately, but simply extended a finger and tapped lightly on the edge of the inverted teacup.

"Plop."

A second "tea" droplet seeped from the edge of the inverted cup and landed beside the first one that had already turned into amber, likewise congealing into a perfectly round, translucent bead, though its color seemed slightly lighter.

"You do have some filial piety, and you know the bigger picture."

Lu Jiuyuan spoke slowly, "With those words of yours, I will reduce his sentence by a thousand years."

Fairy Biyou's eyes widened suddenly, and then she kowtowed deeply: "Biyu... thanks Your Majesty for your grace!"

"Do not be in such a hurry to thank me." Lu Jiuyuan's tone was flat.

"Since you are willing to enter the game, I will give you this Opportunity."

Lu Jiuyuan said, "The key to this game lies in the Reincarnation Spirit Child Qiao Linger, who is also the body through which Tathagata is undergoing his tribulation."

"You have an unfinished predestined relationship with him from a past life; this relationship is both a tribulation and a connection."

"What I want you to do is to follow this relationship, enter the area of Lingshan controlled by No Heaven, and get close to Qiao Linger."

Biyu's heart tightened. Go to the demonic Lingshan?

"Your Majesty, that Buddha Wutian..." She couldn't help but hesitate.

"As for No Heaven, I have my own measures. He will not touch you, nor will he dare to touch you."

"All you have to do is play the hero saving the beauty!"

"Storm Lingshan, save Linger, hero saves beauty! It's most moving! There's no need to do anything deliberately."

"After saving him, follow your own heart; if you want to stay, stay, and if you want to leave, leave. It is all up to you!"

He paused, his gaze deep: "This journey may have risks, but since I have promised you safety, I will naturally protect you."

"When this tribulation ends, regardless of the result, I promise you a future on the path of the Dao."

"Biyu accepts the decree! I will certainly not fail Your Majesty's commission!"

At the foot of Lingshan, the Holy Land that was once illuminated by Buddha's light and surrounded by auspicious clouds was now filled with Devilish Qi and looming demonic shadows.

The former Sanskrit chants had turned into faint demonic howls, and the solemn palaces were covered in a layer of gloomy color.

Fairy Biyou lowered her clouds, glanced at the towering Lingshan that was filled with eerie Devilish Qi, took a deep breath, and suppressed the trepidation in her heart.

"Qiao Linger... I have come to save you!"

She whispered, drew her sword, leaped up, turned into a streak of emerald light, and charged straight at Lingshan!

"Stop! What petty thief dares to intrude upon Lingshan!"

At the mountain gate, several hideous demon soldiers clad in black armor shouted sternly, Devilish Qi churning.

Fairy Biyou did not answer. With a flash of sword light, a clear ringing sound echoed, and Sword Qi swept out like green waves!

Seeing this, those few demon soldiers exchanged glances, neither dodging nor evading; they let out strange cries and brandished their weapons to meet her.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Sword Qi collided with the demon soldiers. The demon soldiers screamed exaggeratedly as they flew backward, crashing into the stone pillars of the mountain gate, eyes wide and tongues lolling out, fainting instantly, their weapons flying far away from their hands.

Fairy Biyou was stunned. She felt that while her sword strike was not weak, the opponent... was simply too vulnerable, wasn't it?

There was no time to think carefully; the alarm had already sounded within the mountain gate, and more demonic shadows came howling towards her.

She composed herself, unfolded her sword light, and unleashed a sword technique that advanced layer by layer like a tide, actually cutting through everything like a hot knife through butter!

The demons that swarmed up looked fierce and vicious, and their attacks were sharp, but every time they came into contact with her sword light, they were like bubbles, unable to withstand a single blow!

Fighting her way up, not a single one could actually block her for more than two or three moves!

"This..."

The more Fairy Biyou fought, the more her scalp tingled. She was just a minor Fairy, and she had self-awareness regarding her own strength.

Moreover, these demons were acting too exaggeratedly.

What she did not know was that at this moment, atop the Mahavira Hall of Lingshan, Buddha Wutian sat on a black lotus, with a screen of light in front of him reflecting the battle on the mountain path.

"A bunch of trash, their acting is so exaggerated!"

The Black-Robed Holy Envoy stood respectfully to the side, his expression strange.

"Buddha, this Fairy Biyou... her cultivation is lackluster, her sword technique is lackluster, and her strength is even more lackluster. For the underlings to act like this, they have already tried very hard!" The Black-Robed Protector couldn't help but say.