Chapter 289: No, you dare to stab at the heart of Yuanshi Tianzun?

"Too good?"

To have angered him to death, she thought it was too good?

"Hey, look at you all, why is your Dao Heart so incomplete? How could you be angered into such a state by just a few words from me?"

"Little brother, you still need to practice."

Nanji Xianweng's inner monologue: "One moment it's 'Senior Brother,' the next it's 'little brother'? What is her background, and what exactly does she want to do?"

If Tang An were an ordinary immortal, she would have been refined into a Pill or chased out of Kunlun Mountain long ago. Even if Yang Jian and Nezha had come, he could have relied on the prestige of his seniority to punish and lecture them a few times.

But Tang An was neither an immortal nor his junior.

Although she had no strength to truss a chicken, the one standing beside her tacitly allowed everything to happen and protected her well.

If one were to discuss seniority and logic between himself and Bodhi Patriarch, he did indeed have Yuanshi Tianzun above him. But above Bodhi Patriarch, there was no one left.

Ah!!!

It really was the case; from the perspective of favorable timing and geographical advantage, no matter how one calculated it, they had the upper hand. But looking at the situation as it unfolded, they were somehow the ones feeling aggrieved.

"Destined One, what exactly do you want?"

"Not to mention stealing my Panlong Cane, could it be that you really want to tear down Yuxu Palace?"

"Yes, that's right." Tang An was an honest child; she answered exactly what she was thinking.

"You... this is simply bullying people too much!" Nanji Xianweng wanted to tear Tang An apart alive, but unfortunately, he couldn't move a hair on her. That was why he was even angrier.

"Oh? I'm bullying people too much?"

Tang An threw away a bottle of Jade Nectar she had finished drinking. "Then Nanji Xianweng, tell me, is your Lu Tong descending to the mortal world as a demon also bullying people too much?"

"On one hand, he took in a fox spirit to bewitch the King of Bichu Kingdom, wanting to replace him. On the other hand, he wanted to take 1,111 children to refine into Pills. Is this bullying people too much?"

Tang An pressed forward step by step, her momentum rising.

"Ever since I entered Yuxu Palace, I have been met with vicious words and threatened with blades by your Yuxu Palace Disciples. Does that count as bullying people too much?"

"Once I entered Yuxu Palace, I was taken into the Alchemy Furnace to be refined into a Pill by you. Who is it that is bullying people too much!"

Every single thing Tang An mentioned, how had it wronged him?

Nanji Xianweng was infuriated by Tang An, but looking at the matter, Tang An did indeed have the moral high ground.

"Lu Tong descending to the mortal world as a demon was him sneaking off; I, this old immortal, knew nothing of it."

"How can the lives of 1,111 children be blamed on me?"

"And the Disciples outside, they were only discussing things verbally. Wasn't it you who couldn't hold back and attacked first, relying on the protection of Bodhi Patriarch?"

"As for the Alchemy Furnace..."

Tang An sneered: "What about the Alchemy Furnace? Speak."

"The matter of the Alchemy Furnace, I, this old immortal, was unaware. It was Hetong who led you there; you two were wandering around Yuxu Palace and accidentally entered the Alchemy Furnace, that is all."

"Good." Tang An clapped her hands. "What a fine move of calling a deer a horse and shifting the blame."

"It's just that..."

"Just what?"

"It's just a pity that you don't know that I am much better at playing this game of calling a deer a horse than you are."

As Tang An spoke, she glanced at Hetong, seemingly letting her see what kind of shitty Master she recognized.

Pushing two disciples out to take the bullet at the first opportunity—what kind of Master is that?

Tang An returned to the jade-paved floor and sat down, taking a small sip of fake blood into her mouth.

"Pfft~"

She clutched her chest and spat out a mouthful of fake blood.

Nanji Xianweng was stunned. Who hit her? Why did she spit blood?

Wasn't she full of vitality and aggressive just a moment ago? Did she turn around and say she couldn't go on just like that?

Tang An ignored Nanji Xianweng entirely and dripped a few drops of eye drops into her own eyes.

"Wa~"

"Master~"

"Please save your disciple quickly, your disciple is about to be beaten to death by Nanji Xianweng~"

Nanji Xianweng: "???"

Beaten to death? Beat whom to death? Beat her to death?

Tang An pinched her thigh, crying and wailing with such realism. "Not only do they want to use me to refine Pills, they also said that our Jie Sect is full of uncouth beasts~"

Nanji Xianweng: "???"

Who? Who said that? Did he say that?

Wait a minute...

Who is she calling Master? Did she say, our Jie Sect?!!!

"Not good!" Nanji Xianweng lifted his legs and ran, though he didn't know where to go, and though this was his own territory.

But at this moment, there was only one word in his mind: Run!

What kind of good person, when causing trouble, manages to provoke Bodhi Patriarch on one side and Tongtian Jiaozhu on the other!

"Hmph~"

A cold snort, full of arrogance and contempt, rang out above Yuxu Palace.

As soon as Nanji Xianweng took off, he was slapped onto the ground by a wave of pressure, just like swatting a mosquito.

"Ya~ I hope I didn't get slapped into shitting myself." Tang An pinched her nose and quickly got up, moving to a spot closer to the hall door before lying down again.

This place is good; it's easy to get fresh air.

"Junior Brother." Another voice, extremely hollow, as if it lacked even a shred of human emotion.

"When juniors are just playing around, why must you and I interfere?"

Tang An raised an eyebrow; the look in her eyes was like that of someone watching a top-tier donor, truly impossible to conceal.

"Hey~ Uncle-Master." Tang An lay on the ground, poking her head out of the hall to greet Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face could not be seen clearly; the shadow of his Dharma body was covered by clouds and mist.

He nodded slightly, acknowledging Tang An's address of Uncle-Master.

"Uncle-Master, when your fellow disciples play around, do they always send each other into the Alchemy Furnace?"

"Oh~" Tang An suddenly realized, "No wonder Puxian, Cihang, and Wenshu Daoren left your Chan Sect to go to the West and become Bodhisattvas."

In the air, there was a deathly silence.

Where was this? This was Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Who was that person above? It was Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones.

Yet she, Tang An, not only failed to rise and kowtow, but was lying on the ground, speaking of those past events of the Chan Sect that were forbidden for disciples to discuss.

It was equivalent to her dancing wildly in Yuanshi Tianzun's minefield.

"What's wrong? Did this junior niece say something wrong?"

"But Uncle-Master, rest assured, Puxian has already been swapped out by me for a mount. He has already perished and his Dao has dissipated; this junior niece can be considered to have helped your Yuxu Palace remove a traitor, right?"

She brought up the matter of swapping Qingshijing for Puxian and stated it clearly right in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, just like that.

Moreover, Tang An's expression carried a smile, without the slightest bit of fear.

"By the way, I've also taught Wenshu a lesson for you. As for Cihang, she had it the worst, truly. I wonder, if she were willing to leave Western Buddhism, would your Yuxu Palace still take her back?"

Provocation, naked provocation.

Nanji Xianweng clutched his chest as he climbed up from the ground; the things Tang An said really made him so angry that his blood vessels were about to burst.

"Presumptuous."

"Do you not hold my Yuxu Palace in any regard at all?"

Tang An shrugged and said to Yuanshi Tianzun, "Uncle-Master, this isn't what I said; it's what your disciple said."

"If you want to punish someone, punish him. It would be best if a bolt of heavenly lightning struck him dead; I wouldn't feel a bit of heartache."