Chapter 12: The Vajra Pestle Appears, Becoming a Successor of the Ancient Monk Lineage

However, at this critical moment, a brilliant golden radiance surged from within the magma tornado, enveloping him.

Under the shroud of this golden radiance, the original sensation of scorching heat strangely vanished.

Following this, the suction force took effect, beginning to drag him toward the magma column.

Seeing this, Mengchen thought deeply and felt extreme fear, unsure if it was a blessing or a curse.

Seeing that he was about to make contact with the magma, he could only tense his muscles all over and squeeze his eyes shut with all his might.

Because struggling was useless, facing the crisis, tensing his entire body was the only response he could make.

Yet, a long time passed after closing his eyes, and no burning pain assailed his body; this perception left him utterly bewildered.

Slowly, his muscles gradually relaxed, and he opened his eyes slightly, only to see that his surroundings were a deep red, with magma flowing competitively.

"Is this the inside of the magma column?" Mengchen was terrified, and the brilliant radiance that had enveloped him still remained.

The interior of this magma column was hollow; the magma flowed crazily only on the outer walls.

Seeing that the golden radiance enveloping him still remained, Mengchen had this speculation in his heart: "Could this layer of golden radiance insulate against the earth fire and magma, allowing me to be spared from harm?"

Where did this golden radiance come from?

Mengchen looked around in all directions, but he could never find the source.

Just as Mengchen was completely baffled, suddenly, the magma column began to tremble violently, and a small golden beam of light shot up from the depths of the ground.

The golden beam of light was extremely brilliant and dazzling.

Mengchen fixed his gaze on the interface between the magma column and the ruins on the ground, only to see the ground explode and a golden, glittering treasure tool slowly rising.

He watched intently, witnessing the appearance of this treasure tool with his own eyes.

This treasure tool was brilliant gold all over, and with its appearance, the magma and earth fire retreated rapidly and dissipated. The deep red magma column surrounding him instantly collapsed.

"What a powerful treasure tool, to have such divine might," Mengchen exclaimed.

Its appearance actually caused the earth fire and magma to collapse, making the magma and earth fire dare not approach even an inch.

In a daze, Mengchen discovered that the golden radiance around him and the brilliant golden light emitted by this treasure tool were actually echoing each other, flickering at an orderly frequency along with the golden light.

"It was it that protected me!" At this moment, Mengchen suddenly realized.

In the blink of an eye, the treasure tool rose into the air and stood opposite him; at this moment, he saw the full appearance of this treasure tool—it was a Vajra Pestle.

Its shape was not large, no more than forty centimeters long; the handle in the middle was circular and carved with mysterious Runes, while both ends resembled ornate Towers, refined from mysterious metal, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

This treasure tool was definitely no small matter; the Runes inscribed upon it were certainly not left behind by the current age.

This must be a treasure tool refined by some great power in the Immortal Ancient era.

Mengchen looked on with awe; the Vajra Pestle before his eyes made his soul tremble.

"The method you used earlier is the Sanfo Bashi, one of the supreme inheritances of my Ancient Monk Lineage of Fighting Buddhas. Where did you obtain it?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice rang out, sounding like the true words of a god or Buddha, piercing through Mengchen's primordial spirit, as if lightning had struck his crown, making him tremble instantly and his five senses feel shocked.

Mengchen's spiritual perception was sharp, and he realized the voice came from the Vajra Pestle on his body.

"What kind of spiritual treasure tool is it to be able to speak human words?" Mengchen exclaimed in endless wonder.

Although shocked, he did not lose focus and dared not be the slightest bit negligent, hurriedly bowing and cupping his hands in response: "Two days ago, this little monk accidentally stepped on a Thousand-Leaf Treasure Lotus, and this Sanfo Bashi was realized from it." "So it was a Thousand-Leaf Treasure Lotus... I thought he had entered reincarnation and manifested in this current life," the Vajra Pestle murmured, its voice filled with divine sorrow.

"He?" Mengchen had a rough guess about the 'he' mentioned by the Vajra Pestle; he figured it must be its creator! To be able to create such a mysterious and unfathomable spiritual treasure tool, his achievements must have been astonishing, likely having already surpassed the Human Dao Realm.

"Observing your form, are you a disciple of my Ancient Monk Lineage?" the Vajra Pestle asked.

Hearing this, Mengchen still responded respectfully, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent: "No... I am a disciple of the Western Sect. I once learned from ancient books in the sect that the Ancient Monk Lineage had already gone extinct and only existed in the previous epoch."

"The previous epoch, is it..." The Vajra Pestle emitted a trembling sound, as if lost in memory.

"Never thought that after one sleep, so much time had passed. The Immortal Ancient is no more; how much time has passed in this current life?" The Vajra Pestle's Dao voice boomed, as if questioning the Heaven Domain, with intense sorrow.

Hearing this, Mengchen immediately recalled a deeply buried memory, but he had no intention of speaking it out, because that memory was very obscure and not something just anyone could share.

"He once swore to protect this Heaven Domain and Earth Domain, but alas, the enemy was too strong, and now he is no longer here."

"Since I have awakened again, I should carry out what he left unfinished and shoulder the burden he bore back then."

The Vajra Pestle reminisced to itself, and in its words, it kept mentioning 'him'.

Although Mengchen was full of curiosity, he ultimately held it back, thinking that 'he' must be a painful memory for it, so it was better not to mention it.

"You are quite good; at such an age, you are gifted, and to be able to comprehend the complete Sanfo Bashi from a Thousand-Leaf Treasure Lotus, you truly have an affinity with my Ancient Monk Lineage, and your comprehension is transcendent," the Vajra Pestle emitted brilliant golden light, circled around Mengchen to scan him, and then said.

A moment later, the Vajra Pestle said again: "Are you willing to become the successor of my Ancient Monk Lineage and use your lifelong learning to protect this Heaven Domain and Earth Domain in the future?"

"If I meet a kindred spirit fairy in the future, can I take her as a Dao companion?" Mengchen asked; this was what he cared about most.

The Western Sect already gave him a massive headache; if he were to add the Ancient Monk Lineage on top of that, he feared he would have no hope in this life and be destined to keep company with green lamps and ancient Buddhas forever.

"Ao hou... You haven't even grown your hair out yet, and you're already considering whether you can take a Dao companion in the future? What a truly baffling boy," the Vajra Pestle laughed in spite of itself.

"Although it was absolutely forbidden before, now, in order for the inheritance of the Ancient Monk Lineage not to be cut off, I can agree to your request and not restrict you from taking a Dao companion in the future." The Vajra Pestle then agreed instantly.

His comprehension was transcendent and could not be let go; although the rules were dead, at critical moments, one had to be appropriately flexible.

Otherwise, letting this child slip away would be a loss for the Ancient Monk Lineage, and it would be hard to encounter a successor with such talent in the future.

For Mengchen, as long as it could agree to this matter, everything else was no longer a problem.

To be able to obtain a supreme inheritance while also being able to marry and have children—such a perfect situation was hard to encounter even in dreams; he absolutely could not let this precious opportunity slip away.

As for the matter of protecting this Heaven Domain and Earth Domain in the future, according to his deep memories, when the darkness arrived, he feared he would ultimately be unable to stay out of it and would definitely be drawn into the turmoil in the future.

Mengchen thought that perhaps by then, Lao Tuzi Jinchanzi, who had raised him with great kindness, would be someone he could not ignore, and his future Dao companion or even children would naturally need to be protected behind him.

Therefore, Mengchen had no reason to refuse and responded with a sincere face: "Good! I am willing to inherit the Ancient Monk Lineage's inheritance."

"Good, good, good!" The Vajra Pestle cheered repeatedly. "Let's go! From now on, I will guide your cultivation."

Finally, the Vajra Pestle shrank and autonomously transformed into a collar that appeared on Mengchen's neck, while it hung quietly on the collar, dangling before his chest.

Now that he had a heaven-defying spiritual treasure tool like the Vajra Pestle, he thought that leaving the Western Sect would become very easy.

This was Mengchen's first thought after obtaining the Supreme Treasure.

If the Vajra Pestle were to learn of this thought of his, it would definitely doubt whether he was sincere in inheriting its Ancient Monk Lineage.

(End of chapter)