Chapter 466

Above the Women's Kingdom.

Tang An appeared here; Jin Chanzi had not left.

He wore a golden kasaya, his head was shaved, and there was a red dot between his brows, appearing quite demonic—more like the appearance of a demon monk.

"The merger of the Great Tang and the Women's Kingdom into one nation is imminent; are you not going to handle it?" Jin Chanzi asked.

Tang An looked at Jin Chanzi; in him, she could not see a trace of Wu Zhao. "When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out; the past life and the present life are, after all, different people."

"You have yet to answer this poor monk." Jin Chanzi's eyes held a demonic smile.

"The affairs of the mortal world will be handled by my Imperial Father; I trust him. What this seat must do now is to seek justice for Wu Zhao and demand a life in return."

Jin Chanzi's lips trembled. "So the fellow Daoist is so enamored with this poor monk that you would actually kill a Saint to pay for a life?"

"Get lost!"

Tang An threw a punch directly at Jin Chanzi's face, sending him flying toward Lingshan.

When Jin Chanzi appeared above Lingshan, he sniffed and wiped away his nosebleed. "A beauty's strike is truly extraordinary."

Clearly, he should have been in pain, but for some reason, there was an undisguisable secret pleasure in his eyes.

Tang An flashed and appeared beside Tongtian Jiaozhu, sitting back on the Merit Golden Seat.

"Master Ancestor, I am still waiting to receive the Saint's kowtow; continue."

"Dao Ancestor!" Jieyin hurriedly diverted the attention to Jin Chanzi. "Jin Chanzi has returned from his tribulation; the merit on his body is enough to reconsolidate the Merit Golden Lotus."

"Although it can only condense three ranks, in the Wutian Great Tribulation, it can also form a not-insignificant amount of Heavenly Dao power."

Tang An understood; this was to plunder the merit from Jin Chanzi's body to supplement the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun was thinking, weighing the pros and cons, so he did not speak for a moment.

"You really are as fond as ever of making decisions for others." Tang An truly hated how, between these Saints and the Heavenly Dao, a casual word could determine the life and death of countless mortals, and even more so, plunder the belongings of others at will.

"Why don't we ask Jin Chanzi himself if he is willing?"

Clearly, apart from Tang An, no one cared about Jin Chanzi's wishes.

Jin Chanzi had been forced to return and was now being forced to sacrifice his entire body of merit; he himself had no say in the matter at all.

"Not willing." Jin Chanzi held his Zen staff and bowed to Tang An. "If the beauty is willing to save me, I am willing to serve as a dog or horse in the future."

One really couldn't blame others for rebelling; if this happened to anyone, they would have to rebel.

Tang An beckoned, signaling Jin Chanzi to come over.

Jin Chanzi wanted to move, but was trapped by Jieyin's Saintly pressure, unable to budge.

Tang An was not surprised to see this. "I said, let him come over." As she spoke, she beckoned and summoned her great killing weapon.

No one understood the current situation better than Tang An. If her methods were soft today, there would be no way to seek justice for Wu Zhao's death. Jin Chanzi would also become a sacrificial pawn for those in power.

With the Three Realms Great Tribulation imminent, preserving a friendly force meant one more chance of victory. Therefore, she had to win Jin Chanzi over.

"I will count to three. Either you, Master Ancestor, choose the three-rank Merit Golden Lotus and sacrifice a Saint, or you choose not to have the three-rank Merit Golden Lotus and protect a Saint."

"This time, I will not step on the fuse again."

"Three."

"Two."

Tang An did not wait to say one before she prepared to act.

Hongjun was finally forced to make a decision, taking Jin Chanzi away and sending him behind Tang An's golden seat.

"Very good." Tang An did not restrain herself, the madness on her face no longer concealed. "I want him to kneel, kneel toward that direction, and kowtow three loud times to my old friend."

The place she pointed to was naturally Wu Zhao's Women's Kingdom.

"Absurd!" How could Jieyin be willing to kneel to a mortal, especially when that mortal was the reincarnation of a subordinate from Lingshan?

"This Venerable is a Saint; how can a mortal be worthy of a Saint's bow?"

"Not one bow, but three." Tang An formed seals again. "Death or bowing, choose one. Still the same three counts to consider; I don't have much patience right now."

"However, Master Ancestor, Saint Jieyin's mind is not clear; you must consider things more clearly for him."

"I have lost an old friend here, and my killing intent is at its peak. If I accidentally kill a Saint, please do not blame me."

Tang An's words seemed polite and humble, but every word she spoke was filled with hidden killing intent.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"O..."

Hongjun was already impatient from being threatened by Tang An several times. He was burning with anger inside, but he couldn't vent it on Tang An, so he could only apply pressure again, forcing Saint Jieyin to kneel.

"Only this once, do not overstep again." The Heavenly Dao did not want to be manipulated again and again, especially in a situation where so many people were watching.

Tang An teleported to Saint Jieyin's side and pressed down on the back of his neck.

She leaned close to Saint Jieyin and lowered her voice. "Don't worry, I, Tang An, have always been one to repay grudges. The fairness I want has always been a life for a life."

"When I have squeezed out your remaining value, that will be the death date of you two Western Saints."

"You are courting death!" Jieyin's Dharma power surged, wanting to counter-kill Tang An.

But he forgot that Tang An was no longer the Destined One who could be calculated and destroyed at will.

"I told you to bow!" Tang An mobilized all the Dharma power in her body, forcibly pressing down on Jieyin's neck and forcing him to kowtow heavily in mid-air.

Jieyin was stunned by the loud kowtow. His pupils trembled; he did not understand how Tang An could possess such powerful strength, and even be able to forcibly control him for a moment, leaving him no choice but to comply.

No, that's not right.

It definitely wasn't that she possessed such strength herself; she must have borrowed the World-Extinguishing Black Lotus to trigger the calamity, causing even a Saint to be unable to avoid the influence.

"Can't figure it out? Kowtow a few more times and you'll figure it out."

Tang An ignored Jieyin's struggle and pressed the Saint's head down again, forcing him to bow.

"Kowtow again!"

"Kowtow!"

It was supposed to be three times, but Tang An did not let go, so Jieyin had to kowtow one after another.

Tang An only stopped when his forehead was bleeding and his hair was disheveled, no longer looking like a Saint.

She kicked Jieyin over and even stepped on his chest, looking at him with the contempt one reserves for trash.

"Do you think you're amazing just because you're a Saint?"

"Do you think you won't die just because you're a Saint?"

"Do you think you're superior to others just because you're a Saint?"

"In this seat's view, you are just a piece of trash who stole Eastern fortune and borrowed your way to Sainthood."

"You stole my Eastern fortune several times before, and during the Investiture of the Gods, you snatched my Chan Sect disciples, planting evil karma."

"So today, I will completely destroy your Western fortune and snatch your Buddhist disciples to settle the evil karma!"

"You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

As she spoke, Tang An asked the Heavenly Dao: "Master Ancestor, you shouldn't have any objections either, right?"

"Tang An..." Hongjun had just started to speak when he was blocked by Tang An.

"If you have objections, you had better keep them to yourself."