Chapter 64

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Mount Lishan.

It appears to be a very ordinary mountain range, but few know that a great power resides here—and a Quasi-Saint at that.

That is the Old Mother of Lishan.

Speaking of this person, she is quite famous in the Journey to the West.

Back when she was one of the tribulations for Tang Seng, she acted as the mother to the women transformed by Guanyin, Manjusri, and others.

Without a certain level of strength, Guanyin and the others would never have allowed it.

In this way, it indirectly proves the strength of the Old Mother of Lishan.

And the reason the Old Mother of Lishan is so powerful is that she was one of the disciples of the Jie Sect, and a personal disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu at that.

She is the only one, the Holy Mother Wudang, who escaped during the Investiture of the Gods.

Of Tongtian Jiaozhu’s four great disciples, Duobao became the Tathagata, Jin Ling was placed on the Investiture of the Gods, the Holy Mother Guiling was accidentally killed, and only Wudang escaped.

This also indirectly proves the strength of Wudang.

Not to mention, after the Investiture of the Gods, Wudang’s strength has been steadily increasing.

On this day, the Holy Mother Jin Ling descended here.

"Wudang, come out," the Holy Mother Jin Ling said, the power of a Quasi-Saint filling this corner of the world.

"Boom..."

Brilliant light erupted from within, and a figure that looked aged appeared before the Holy Mother Jin Ling.

"Wudang, why do you look like this?" Jin Ling frowned as she looked at Wudang’s appearance.

In the past, the Holy Mother Wudang also had a very youthful appearance; how had she now turned into an old woman?

"Jin Ling, you are not in the Heavenly Court; why have you appeared here?" The Holy Mother Wudang did not mind Jin Ling’s words and shook her head with a smile.

"Wudang, I am here under the Master’s orders to have you join me in reorganizing the Jie Sect," the Holy Mother Jin Ling said.

"Reorganize the Jie Sect?" Wudang was stunned for a moment.

She never expected that this would be the purpose of Jin Ling’s arrival.

It could be said that when Tongtian Jiaozhu lost his fighting spirit, Wudang was in much the same situation.

The hatred from the Investiture of the Gods could not be forgotten.

But even if it could not be forgotten, so what? They could do nothing at all.

Understanding this, Wudang had chosen to live in seclusion here, becoming the current Old Mother of Lishan.

"But Jin Ling, you are a deity of the Heavenly Court..." Wudang could not help but say.

"Wudang, look closely," the Holy Mother Jin Ling commanded in a low voice.

Hearing this, Wudang looked carefully, and her expression changed immediately: "Jin Ling, you have broken free from the Investiture of the Gods and restored yourself."

"That’s right. Like me, there are other Jie Sect disciples who have done the same," the Holy Mother Jin Ling said. "Wudang, do you want to reorganize the Jie Sect and take revenge on the enemies of the past?"

As she spoke, a long sword appeared in the Holy Mother Jin Ling’s hand—a long sword radiating a terrifying aura.

The Qingping Sword.

No, this was an incarnation of the Qingping Sword’s power.

This also indirectly proved that Tongtian Jiaozhu was intervening.

The Qingping Sword was Tongtian Jiaozhu’s treasure of enlightenment; to a Saint like him, it was something even more precious than the four Immortal-Slaying Swords.

He could lose the four Immortal-Slaying Swords, but the Qingping Sword could never be lost.

In this regard, the other Saints were the same.

A treasure of enlightenment is a treasure that can grow alongside them.

The stronger they become, the stronger the treasure of enlightenment becomes.

"I..."

Looking at the Qingping Sword in Jin Ling’s hand, Wudang’s eyes were filled with excitement.

"Jin Ling, how could I not want to? I want it so much. Do you know how long I have endured? Master, Master finally remembers me," the Holy Mother Wudang said excitedly, her terrifying aura constantly raging and erupting.

This made the Holy Mother Jin Ling secretly startled.

Compared to the past, Wudang was clearly even stronger.

She, Jin Ling, also needed to work hard.

At this moment, the Holy Mother Jin Ling thought of the grocery store.

Gradually, as her aura erupted, Wudang’s appearance also returned to her youthful look from the past.

"Jin Ling, what shall we do next?"

"First, we must go to Guanyin’s dojo in the South Sea; there are disciples of our Jie Sect there."

"The Seven Attendant Immortals."

South Sea, Guanyin’s dojo.

Deep within the dojo, bamboo forests stood tall, and inside was a lotus throne upon which sat a woman with a compassionate face, holding a jade vase.

That was none other than the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

Among the several Bodhisattvas of Fomen, she is considered the strongest.

Bodhisattvas like Manjusri and Samantabhadra cannot compare to Guanyin.

And that is precisely why.

In the mortal world, apart from the Buddha Tathagata, Guanyin has the most followers.

Compared to other members of Fomen, Guanyin is still a cut above.

After obtaining so much merit and fortune, Guanyin’s strength naturally continued to rise.

From having only just stepped into the realm of a Quasi-Saint in the past, she has now reached a certain level of the Quasi-Saint realm.

However, Guanyin also understood that compared to the Buddha Tathagata, the gap between them was still quite large.

Back then, as a disciple of the Chan Sect, there was already a gap between her and Duobao, the predecessor of the Jie Sect’s Tathagata, and now the gap between the two seemed even wider.

"I hope that in this Great Calamity, I can achieve a breakthrough in my strength," Guanyin said.

Betraying the Chan Sect to join Fomen and increase her strength—that was Guanyin’s main goal.

Likewise, Guanyin also had some understanding of the Journey to the West Great Calamity; the arrangements for Sun Wukong were considered the beginning of the Great Calamity.

"Cihang, come out," a cold voice suddenly rang out in the sky.

This startled Guanyin, and her expression immediately turned cold.

In her own dojo, someone had actually appeared so arrogantly, and the tone was so impolite.

As a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.

There were not many powerhouses who could make Guanyin back down.

Perhaps only a few ancient Quasi-Saint powerhouses could make Guanyin wary.

Therefore, the words of the person just now filled Guanyin with rage.

However, when Guanyin appeared, her expression froze slightly.

Because she saw the two people who were least likely to appear here.

The Holy Mother Jin Ling and the Holy Mother Wudang.

During the Investiture of the Gods, as personal disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect, they were the ones who gave Cihang a headache.

Whether it was the Holy Mother Jin Ling or the Holy Mother Wudang, both could have easily thrashed her back then.

Take the Holy Mother Jin Ling, for example; facing the attacks of Guanyin, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra, she still had the upper hand. If it hadn’t been for the sneak attack by the Daoist Randeng, the Holy Mother Jin Ling might not have been killed and placed on the Investiture of the Gods.

Not to mention the Holy Mother Wudang.

In such a dangerous battle, she was the only one who retreated.

This was not because Wudang was afraid, but because Tongtian Jiaozhu understood that the Jie Sect had already failed, and only then did he let the Holy Mother Wudang leave.

Perhaps other Jie Sect disciples had received similar instructions from Tongtian Jiaozhu, but only Wudang had succeeded.

After all, the Chan Sect at that time wanted to annihilate the Jie Sect.

The grudge between the two sects could no longer be resolved.

It was a fight to the death.