Chapter 269: Using their own way to treat them, a great gift of demon destroying Buddha

Rulai didn't speak, but his face was dyed a bright red.

Was it from anger? Or shame and indignation? It was all the same, not much difference.

"Fellow Daoist Tang An!" He shouted this sentence through gritted teeth.

"Hey, listening, you say."

"You came here, if it was just to humiliate this Venerable, then the goal has been achieved. This Venerable knows your temperament, won't argue with you, so I will take my leave first."

"Hey, don't go, don't you still have questions you haven't asked me?" Tang An hadn't played enough, if he left, who would she play with.

Rulai heard this and looked at Kong Xuan, "This Venerable will take my leave first, and come to visit another day."

Anyway, his business was finished, there was no need to stay.

As for Tang An, she was clearly joking, unwilling to tell him her purpose for coming here.

Even if he knew, so what? Today's Tang An was no longer someone he could touch.

Once he called her Destined One, now he had to change his words and address her as Fellow Daoist.

"Slap!" Tang An slapped the table again, quickly switching to her second face, turning to look at Rulai.

Rulai knew Tang An's warning, and had to change his words. "Fellow Daoist Tang An, why did you come to this place?"

Tongtian Jiaozhu had already accepted Tang An as a disciple, so calling her Fellow Daoist wasn't wrong.

However, Rulai didn't notice that Tang An's action, aura, and conversion of expression made Kong Xuan's eyes reappear with some brilliance. As if looking at Tang An, and as if looking at an old friend.

His fingers moved slightly, but he didn't speak, just drinking tea to cover up his emotional fluctuations.

Tang An didn't notice his movements and changes in expression, she was now staring at Rulai. 【269-18

Rulai knew that he had never gained the slightest advantage from bickering with Tang An. Therefore, he could only nod, bid farewell to Kong Xuan once more, and sneakily flee.

"Hey! Don't go! I haven't had enough fun yet; who am I supposed to play with if you leave!"

"Rulai! Hey!"

Forget it, the person had already slipped far away.

Tang An turned around, propped her head up, and looked at Kong Xuan, "Handsome, want to chat for a bit?"

Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow. Oh no, she was coming for him.

"Fellow Daoist is unrestrained by nature. Although a mortal, you were able to wreak havoc in Lingshan, seize a Saint's treasure, and still retreat unscathed."

"I wonder why you came to find me after winning, Fellow Daoist?"

Not only did Rulai want to know, but he also wanted to know.

Tang An's eyes widened, and she was thrilled. "Is my reputation that big already? Even you know about me?"

"Oh my, those are all legends of this sister; don't be obsessed with me." Her sense of narcissism and arrogance was truly peerless.

Kong Xuan wasn't angry, "Since Fellow Daoist has come to find me to discuss something in detail, could we perhaps step aside to talk?"

Tang An and her three disciples refused in unison, "No."

"Uh..."

How should he put it? Suddenly encountering this kind of approach, Kong Xuan was truly at a loss for a moment.

Which normal immortal could be so unreliable!

"I meant let us step aside to talk in detail."

The four of them refused again, "No."

"Uh..." Kong Xuan gave up, "Fine, then let's talk here." He took a sip of tea to calm himself down.

Tang An leaned in cheekily, "Handsome, are you looking for a wife? What do you think of my Senior Brother, Grand Master Xuandu?"

"Pfft!"

Kong Xuan spat out all the tea he had just taken.

With great foresight, Tang An took an umbrella out of her Wealth Gathering Ring to ensure she wasn't sprayed.

Kong Xuan: "????"

How on earth did she train this technique and movement? She could even predict it!

"Nothing special, just practice makes perfect." Tang An tossed her hair arrogantly; she was just that dashing.

Kong Xuan pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at Sun Wukong and the others. Clearly, his gaze seemed to be asking how the three of them could stand such an unreliable master!

Sun Wukong chuckled, Yang Jian sipped his tea with a faint smile and said nothing, and Nezha snorted coldly without speaking either.

Wait, why did their expressions make him feel like he was the odd one out?

"Fellow Daoist, you should just state your purpose directly."

If they kept dragging this on, it would be dark by the time they finished!

Mentioning her purpose, Tang An reined in her smile and became noticeably serious.

She wanted to drink some tea to moisten her throat, but remembering that Kong Xuan had sprayed his, she went to Yang Jian's side to have a cup of tea before sitting back down.

Kong Xuan's gaze remained fixed on Tang An. He didn't know why, but he always felt like he could see the shadows of two people in her, and could sense that familiar aura.

Moreover, given Tang An's style, it was hard for anyone's gaze not to follow her.

"My purpose for coming here is the same as Rulai's."

Kong Xuan's hand clenched tightly, his pupils shaking.

"How did you know what Rulai came here for?"

From beginning to end, she had been clowning around, and even he had subconsciously felt that Tang An was just an unreliable mortal. She was merely relying on her status as a disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu, possessing nothing but a title.

Thinking about it now, he was suddenly struck with realization.

Yes, how could an ordinary person, a mortal, be taken in as a disciple by Tongtian Jiaozhu?

Tang An toyed with the teacup in her hand, dark undercurrents surging in her eyes like an abyss.

"I haven't dealt with Rulai just once or twice; it's not hard to guess."

Not hard?

But from the moment he met Tang An, to the moment she deliberately called out Rulai's name, they had never discussed a single serious matter.

Even the questions Tang An asked Rulai were off-the-wall; how on earth did she figure it out?

No, he was being led in circles; Tang An hadn't actually stated her purpose. It was he who had subconsciously assumed Tang An had guessed correctly.

Phew, that was close; he had almost been too clever for his own good.

Tang An looked at the surging waves in the depths of Kong Xuan's eyes and said two words faintly.

"Black Lotus."

"Clatter—"

The teacup in Kong Xuan's hand was crushed by his grip. He thought he had misjudged Tang An's intelligence, but he hadn't expected what she said to be true!

Terrifying, truly terrifying.

No wonder Lingshan fell into her hands; why on earth did those Buddhas in the Western Heaven want to bring such a huge trouble upon themselves?

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't understand? If you don't understand, shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you how you gave birth to Rulai?"

The expression in Kong Xuan's eyes was dark and unclear; clearly, Tang An didn't intend to keep joking about this matter.

She was serious.

But how could a mortal know about his affair with Rulai and the Black Lotus?

Did Tongtian Jiaozhu tell her?

While he was filled with various doubts, Tang An had already begun to speak.

She started from the moment he swallowed Rulai and the Black Lotus, to the story of the Black Lotus taking root in his womb, and Rulai breaking out of his belly.

Although the overall story had some discrepancies with the truth, she had managed to get most of it right. At the very least, the fact that he had swallowed Rulai and the Black Lotus was indeed true.

"How did you know that Rulai also came for this matter?"

Tang An didn't intend to answer that question, "You might as well ask me why I came to find you, and why I am looking for the Black Lotus."

"Why?"

Tang An looked toward the West, "They planted a demon seed within my body, indulging my heart demon to grow wildly, wanting to control me."

"Well, there's nothing for it, so I can only use their own methods against them and present them with a grand gift of demons destroying Buddhas."

"How about it, Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, are you interested in playing this game together?"