Chapter 251: He Is Your Father

The girl cried out, "Let go of me! Why are you grabbing my father!"

Guang Jue, with a compassionate expression, said, "Silly child, that's not your father; you've been deceived by a demon."

Yun Hua silently watched the girl and lowered her head.

Even if she isn't his biological child, after raising her for so many years Yun Hua has always treated her as her own daughter.

Now that her daughter sees her in this state, Yun Hua feels even deeper remorse.

"You release her!"

Guang Jue laughed, "We will release her, but after you've been bewitched by that demon for days, she must stay in the temple to keep a vegetarian diet and chant sutras for a while."

Yan Buji looked at Guang Jue with a strange expression.

Does this Vajra Temple still have any nuns?

"Release her; she's not my daughter and has nothing to do with me!!" Yun Hua hurriedly distanced herself, also fearing what the monks of Vajra Temple might do to the girl.

Several senior monks nodded, "The temple indeed cannot house a female practitioner; Guang Jue will take her to the lower nunnery for a period of purification, and after the demon's influence is removed, she may depart."

"Yes, Elder."

Yun Hua bit her teeth, "I've said she has nothing to do with me; she's not my daughter… why does your Vajra Temple still forcefully keep an unrelated person?"

The senior monks frowned, "What? Does this girl have some unspeakable secret? Moreover, Vajra Temple's reputation is renowned, so it will naturally safeguard her chastity and reputation."

"You!"

Yun Hua seemed to recall something, turned to Yan Buji and suddenly said, "You are not his parents, I'm not either; his father is right here! It's him, Ji Bu!"

Huh?!!

Yan Buji felt everyone's gaze, the senior monks also looked puzzled, glanced at Yan Buji then the girl, and asked, "We haven't inquired yet, why did that White-Haired Sword Demon pursue Elder Yue Jin before?"

"I, a humble monk, come from the mortal world; indeed I once had a feud with that person."

I see, no wonder why he would smear mud.

The girl froze, shook her head in disbelief, and looked at Yun Hua, "Father, what are you babbling? I… I'm not your daughter?"

Yun Hua, with a bitter expression, said, "It is like this."

Yan Buji realized something was off; even if Vajra Temple truly intends to act against the girl, what does it have to do with him?

Just a biological daughter, and I have abandoned before.

"Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense; this man bears a grudge against me, and… even if this woman has any relation to me, should the deeds of that White-Haired Sword Demon also count against me?" Yan Buji said.

The crowd nodded, "This matter has nothing to do with him, why are you bringing this up?"

Yun Hua glared at Yan Buji, "Damned Ji Bu! You don't even care for your own biological daughter? Don't you know she is… Qingqing's only bloodline?"

Guang Jue stepped aside, curiously looked at Yun Hua, "Eh? What exactly is the relationship between you two?"

The senior monks remained silent, unsure whether they wanted to clarify the matter or just enjoy the spectacle.

"Ridiculous! I, this monk, don't even know her surname or given name, and you claim she's my biological daughter—any proof?!"

"Lan'er, test the blood!"

"Absurd! You make me test the blood, so I must test it?"

The senior monks furrowed their brows, and an old monk in a yellow kasaya descended from the mountain gate.

"Everyone, cease the commotion."

"Greetings, Elder Shenjing."

"Elder Shenjing, haven't you been… now there's nothing left?"

The old monk nodded, brought his hands together toward the front, bowed and said, "I, humble monk Shenjing, have met several practitioners."

Golden Core stage cultivator?!

Yan Buji stepped back and respectfully said, "I, Yue Jin, have met the practitioner."

Shenjing looked at Yan Buji and smiled, "Are you a Daoist from the Clear Breeze Sect of Kando? Do you know if the founding master Clear Breeze Daoist is still alive?"

Yan Buji frowned, recalled, and answered, "The Clear Breeze Patriarch passed away a thousand years ago."

"Is that so… truly regrettable. As for this female practitioner, you need not worry; I, humble monk of Vajra Temple, swear to treat her kindly. As for you, practitioner, you have committed many evils and must cultivate in the temple's Demon-Subduing Tower, reciting sutras to eradicate the three poisons of greed, hatred, and delusion; then I will naturally set you free."

Yun Hua bit her teeth, "You release her!"

Shenjing nodded, "Very well."

"No! Senior monks, please spare my father; I am willing to take his place in the Demon-Subduing Tower. Please release him, release him." The woman knelt, bowed to Shenjing, her sorrowful face streaked with tears.

Shenjing shook his head, "Female practitioner, filial piety is commendable, but one must amend mistakes. The White-Haired Sword Demon has a notorious reputation; the death penalty may be avoided, but a living punishment cannot be escaped."

Yan Buji nodded, "Exactly, exactly, I fully agree."

Guang Jue, standing aside, looked at Yan Buji oddly, "Is this girl truly your daughter?"

"I, the humble monk, do not know," Yan Buji shook his head.

The girl turned, bowed to Yan Buji, "If you… if you were my father, could you…"

"Hey, child, you can eat messily but you can't speak nonsense; when did I ever become your father?"

Yun Hua glared at Yan Buji, "You damned Ji Bu! You were once the Demon Dao Sect Master, now pretending to be lofty? You even used that Blood Flow Sect's Blood Essence Skill!!"

Blood Essence Skill?!

Elder Shenjing gazed at Yan Buji.

Yan Buji thought it was ominous and said, "Everyone, don't listen to his lies; back then I killed his master and raped his junior sister—i. e., I raped this woman's mother, which led to her birth. He's saying this just to seek revenge and drag me into trouble!"

The surrounding senior monks immediately bowed and chanted, "Amitabha."

Guang Jue's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Yan Buji, "Ah? He raped her mother… Amitabha, Amitabha…"

Realizing the atmosphere, Guang Jue also immediately joined the others in chanting.

Elder Shenjing furrowed his brow, "Daoist Yue Jin, putting other matters aside, do you truly master the Blood Essence Skill?"

"Master, feel free to test; does my current power even need the Martial Dao path? Moreover, what of the miscellaneous techniques we learned as mortals? Once we become cultivators, who still studies those unsanctioned martial arts?" Yan Buji spread his arms, confident in his present strength.

Moreover, even if my virtue is lacking, I am not a scourge of the cultivation world, so there is no reason to pin me down by the rules.

Besides, compared to me, a reckless demon like Yunhua is far more hateful, right?

The Divine Essence looked at Yan Buji, feeling the massive magical power within him and was indeed surprised; having eight layers of refined Qi yet reaching the pinnacle of refined Qi power, it is truly impossible to cultivate both martial and Daoist methods together.

"But please, Daoist Master, stay at Vajra Temple for a while, so that you…"

Before the Divine Essence could speak, a terrifying Martial Dao will burst outward!

Bang!

The Divine Essence Elder turned his head and saw a mountain within Vajra Temple suddenly explode, its massive shockwave shaking everything around.

"Not good! Great Demon Remnant Limb!" The Divine Essence Elder could not attend to anything else and rushed over immediately.

"Hahaha, Lao Tu Lu, you think you can refine me, but my will— even the heavens' gods and Buddhas cannot wear it down!!!"

"I am Wuji!!!"

A massive thigh shot out from the sky, killing and wounding countless monks around.