Chapter 104: Great Ups and Downs and Downs and Downs and Downs and Downs

The Buddhist Sect.

Upon returning from Wanren City, the monk Jieguo brought back the Buddha Son whom their Buddhist Sect had long had their eyes on to the Buddhist Sect.

Yet...

Long Tian'ao looked as if his parents had died, mourning like he had lost his father and mother.

He had been dealt too heavy a blow.

The woman he loved had gone back on her word time and again, lying and deceiving him.

The talent he had relied on with all his heart had been crushed and suppressed under someone else's feet.

The opponent he thought he could wear down to death had turned the tables in a single day.

He had gone from a genius to a piece of trash, then rose up, from trash back to genius, and from genius back to trash again...

Ups and downs, great ups and great downs.

This process was not something everyone could accept.

Clearly.

Although Long Tian'ao was the Child of Luck and possessed a tenacious temperament, he was not entirely able to accept such torment.

Ever since the monk Jieguo brought him back to the Buddhist Sect, he had sat on a meditation cushion day after day, his eyes dull, staring fixedly at the Buddha statue above.

Tonsure.

Scarring.

None of it had been able to awaken his spirit.

And it was on this very day.

Long Tian'ao's body, which had almost gathered dust, suddenly moved, as if an ancient tree were regaining its vitality.

A heavy aura rose from his body, step by step.

The young novices within the Buddhist Sect all had their legs go soft and wet their pants in fear, kneeling directly on the ground and looking in terror toward the Buddha hall where Long Tian'ao was.

"What are you doing, you wicked obstacle?!"

Just as Long Tian'ao's aura climbed to a peak, nearly crushing those low-level novices to death.

An old monk in grey robes flashed in from outside and struck a palm against Long Tian'ao's back.

With a bang.

Long Tian'ao did not suffer any injury, but the momentum rising on him slowly dissipated.

A ripple flashed through his eyes, with golden light rising and falling.

A long while later.

He slowly regained his senses.

"... Master Huizhen."

The old monk with a kind face looked at his appearance and let out a heavy sigh.

"Sigh!"

"Had I known it would come to this, I should not have let you go out."

"You wicked obstacle! Forget it, forget it... Everything has its cause and effect, destined by heaven; this is something you were bound to experience sooner or later. Having gone through this, have you attained enlightenment?"

Long Tian'ao remained silent.

He had long since been changed into a monk's robe, and his hands, hidden beneath the sleeves, were digging into his own palms.

Attained enlightenment? Wasn't this just asking him if he had any regrets?

Of course he wouldn't regret it! All the faults were others'!

Where was he wrong? What fault did he have! Long Tian'ao not only failed to attain enlightenment, but his temperament became increasingly twisted.

Yet he blinked his eyes gently and managed to pull out a bitter smile: "I know I was wrong..."

Beneath the bitter smile was hidden monstrous resentment.

The Qi Luck on his body was tangled in knots, wrapping him tightly, and the golden-red light was gradually stained with red and black.

The ominous color gradually climbed.

However, not everyone could see Qi Luck, nor could everyone observe the details of Qi Luck.

Although the old monk Huizhen felt that something was not quite right, he ultimately did not think too deeply about it.

He sighed.

"I do not want you to admit fault, but while having talent is a good thing, it must not be abused."

"Tian'ao, your personality is Zhang Kuang, and you are extremely straightforward; many things in the outside world can have a direct impact on you."

"If you are willing to cultivate with focus, your future will surely be boundless."

What was this babbling about! Long Tian'ao suppressed the impatience in his heart, his face tightening even further.

After listening to the old monk Huizhen preach for a while, he spoke abruptly.

"Master Huizhen, I have taken all your teachings to heart, but I have one request." He raised his head, the expression on his face extremely solemn.

"I want to take a trip to the outside world."

Revenge!

A gentleman does not let a grudge go unavenged! If he didn't take this revenge, then what was the point of his immortal cultivation?

A fire of anger burned in Long Tian'ao's heart.

The old monk Huizhen was silent for a moment, his brows furrowing.

But he saw the stubbornness in Long Tian'ao's eyes.

In the end.

He loosened his hand.

"Sigh!"

"Forget it, you may go. As long as you are mindful of what you are doing, when you return to the mountain next time, I shall come to welcome you personally."

This was his earnest expression of care, and also a word of warning and exhortation.

But Long Tian'ao did not take it to heart at all.

He only heard that he was allowed to go down the mountain.

Returning to the meditation room where he stayed, he gazed at his own reflection in the brass mirror, the disgust and ferocity in his eyes erupting even more sharply.

Long Tian'ao raised his hand to wipe away the ordination scars on his head, then took out hair-growth paste and slathered it on layer after layer.

Under the stimulation of his Spirit Power, his hair quickly grew back out.

By the time he left the Buddhist Sect, there was no longer anything strange about his appearance.

The battle robe on Long Tian'ao's body snapped in the wind; he had long since left the Buddhist Sect behind, and he had no intention of looking for Feng Ruyan, nor did he intend to seek trouble with Lin Xiu.

Even though he hated Lin Xiu to death.

Lingya Secret Realm.

After anchoring the destination of his journey to the Secret Realm, Long Tian'ao let out a heavy breath; most of the items on his person had been looted, and apart from his trump card life-bound Treasure Tool, almost nothing remained.

Taking a deep look in the direction of the Lingya Secret Realm, Long Tian'ao took out a token; the color of the token was already close to its deepest shade, which also signaled that the Secret Realm was about to open.

Once this token was bound to its master, it could be stored directly within the sea of consciousness, so it did not need to be kept in a Storage Bag where it could be snatched away.

This was also a common characteristic of all Secret Realms.

Fortunately so, otherwise he would have had no chance to turn things around.

His mind was made up; he let out a long whistle and dashed straight toward the Lingya Secret Realm.

……

……

Demon Realm.

The Demon Realm remained a place where not a blade of grass grew and life was devastated; fire-red ashes drifted everywhere, and the only bright spot was the bewitching charm of the demoness.

Low-level Demon Race and mid-level Demon Race passed through together.

They made thin, rustling sounds in their mouths.

That was the Demon language that only they could understand.

"A new lord has come from above."

"Who?"

"Seems to be called something... Lord Yu Ji."

"It is said she is the Ten Directions Demon Concubine."

"Ever since she was born, she has been exceptionally favored by the lords; Lord Yu Ji is also participating in this operation against the Human Race."

"Lord Yu Ji... since when did the Ten Directions Demon Concubine have such a lord?"

"Don't know, but it is said that this lord's strength is low."

"How low?"

"I'm afraid she couldn't even beat a low-level Demon Race!"

"Hiss! That is too..."

The mid-level Demon Race who was speaking could not finish the last sentence of his demon life; his body, like drifting smoke and ash, shattered inch by inch in the air.

In the terrified gaze of the Demon Race of the same rank as him, the last trace of his existence was also erased from between the heaven and earth of the Demon Realm.

A huge and ferocious white bone walked away from their side, silent and soundless, departing just as it had come.

On that sharp white bone, at the position of the shoulder blade, sat a petite Demon Race; her skin was like snow, her face like frost, and she stroked the giant demon bone she sat upon in a leisurely manner.

At the position of her collarbone, there was a small, glowing character.

"Yu".

(End of chapter)