Chapter 547: Street Killing

In the West Sand River Basin, the cultivation world is mainly Buddhist, with the Imperial City as a supplement.

Simply put, most cultivators in the West Sand River Basin practice Buddhism; although there are other types of cultivators, Buddhist cultivators enjoy certain privileges there.

The Imperial City, however, is a cultivation force under Buddhism. Its structure resembles that of a clan; many Imperial Cities survive and develop by attaching to Buddhist temples, and of course some powerful Imperial Cities break free from Buddhism and can navigate both sides.

Soon, Yan Buji arrived at a place called Spirit Water Imperial City.

"The masters of Dharma Flower Temple have all gone to attend the Hundred Temples Buddhist Doctrine Conference; if you have any needs, please wait a while."

A group of cultivators in uniform stood at the Imperial City gate. Yan Buji approached, clasped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist, is Spirit Water Imperial City currently closed to entry?"

"It's not that entry is forbidden; the Dharma Flower Temple inside is closed and cannot receive visitors. Fellow Daoist, what brings you here?"

"I'm just passing through and want to replenish supplies."

"Then please go in, but let me warn you: if you encounter anyone inside claiming to be a follower of Dharma Flower Temple and calling themselves the Courtesy Buddha Sect, please keep your distance."

"Oh? Why is that?"

That cultivator shook his head, seeming unwilling to say more.

Yan Buji nodded and walked into the city.

The architectural style of cities in the West Sand River Basin is quite peculiar; most do not seek symmetry, but rather feature many oval-shaped high towers and spires. Although the streets are somewhat maintained, the constant traffic has left the nearby ground riddled with potholes and unevenness.

As soon as Yan Buji arrived, he sensed someone watching him from the shadows.

After thinking, Yan Buji entered a spiritual materials shop and casually browsed.

"What would the customer like?"

Yan Buji asked, "Do you have Bodhi seeds here?"

"We do have Bodhi seeds; what grade would the customer like?"

"Preferably fifth-order."

"Fifth-order?! We don't have that; the shop only has a single fourth-order Bodhi seed."

Yan Buji sighed: "Fine then, give me one."

"Sure."

Having secured the Bodhi seed without issue, Yan Buji knew this spiritual material was a specialty of the West Sand River Basin, unobtainable elsewhere, and he intended to use it for alchemy.

Before he had taken a few steps out the door, several cultivators suddenly surrounded him, holding Buddha tokens and prayer beads, smiling and saying, "Please stay, benefactor."

Yan Buji raised his eyebrows, looked around, and said, "I don't know what advice you have for me."

"Please, benefactor. We are cultivators of the Courtesy Buddha Sect who serve Dharma Flower Temple. Seeing your radiant appearance and glowing complexion, you must have encountered good fortune, right?"

Yan Buji frowned: "If you have something to say, just speak plainly; I can still come up with some incense money."

They waved their hands: "No, no, we wouldn't do something like blocking the road to ask for favors. It's like this: after the masters of Dharma Flower Temple went to attend the Hundred Temples Buddhist Doctrine Conference, we thought to raise some spiritual stones to repair the temple. Benefactor, as a token of goodwill, just purchase this Buddha token."

Yan Buji, not wanting to cause more trouble, asked, "How many spiritual stones for this Buddha token?"

"Not expensive, thirty thousand spiritual stones."

"Thirty thousand?!"

"Don't misunderstand, fellow Daoist, it's thirty thousand medium-grade spiritual stones. This has been blessed by the masters of Dharma Flower Temple, guaranteeing your future cultivation path will be smooth; thirty thousand medium-grade spiritual stones really aren't expensive."

Yan Buji laughed: "You speak well, but obviously you could just rob me outright instead of selling me a token."

They also laughed: "So you mean the benefactor is unwilling to show sincerity?"

"Get lost." Yan Buji glanced at them indifferently: "I don't feel like killing anyone today."

Those few were stunned, and the cultivators observing from the darkness around them closed in: "Then let's see how you dare to kill on Dharma Flower Temple's turf...."

Pfft!

Yan Buji wielded the Fissure Scepter and directly released a bee sting that pierced the person before him.

As the corpse fell to the ground, the surrounding cultivators exclaimed in shock: "Someone's been killed!!"

"What gall, to actually dare to act!!"

"A mere mid-stage Golden Core cultivator dares to kill in the street?"

Yan Buji stood in place, looking at the cultivators around him: "Today I want to see who dares to step up and seek death; those who don't, kindly clear the way for me."

Just as he spoke, a team of Spirit Water Imperial City cultivators in uniform approached; the leading Nascent Soul Cultivator frowned, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and involuntarily said, "Little Daoist, did you just kill someone in the street?"

Yan Buji smiled: "They forced me to buy and sell under threats; surely I can still defend myself?"

"Killing is going too far. I advise you, fellow Daoist, to quickly put down the Accumulation Device and surrender; otherwise, when the masters of Dharma Flower Temple arrive, you......"

"I thought you Imperial City cultivators would have some shame, but I never saw you come help before; now that trouble's arisen you rush over quickly—turns out you're just the dogs of that bunch of bald donkeys." Yan Buji gave a faint smile.

"Bold!"

The leading Nascent Soul Cultivator's face darkened, he cursed angrily and immediately attacked.

Spirit Water Imperial City is just like this—are there any Imperial Cities in the West Sand River Basin that aren't controlled by temples? Isn't it all because Buddhism is powerful? Who would willingly submit to others?!

Moreover, he couldn't fathom where a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator got the nerve to speak to him like this—it was sheer audacity!!

"Just because you really want to keep me?"

Yan Buji wasn't afraid of the opponent; rather, he had deeper considerations, so he directly chose to leave via Instant Movement.

"Instant Movement Technique?!"

"You dogs of the Courtesy Buddha Sect, if you dare step out of the city from now on, we'll see if you have the ability to stand and leave under my hands! Hahaha!" Yan Buji's manic laughter rang out; by the time the Nascent Soul Cultivator searched, he was already gone.

The faces of the Courtesy Buddha Sect cultivators darkened as they all looked toward the Nascent Soul Cultivator: "Lord Lin, can you capture that thief?!"

"Yeah, what did he mean just now; does he still want to attack us?"

Lord Lin sighed: "You all should settle down for a while; that cultivator is no simpleton—he actually mastered Instant Movement Technique. Unless we set up an ambush in advance, we probably can't hold him."

Lord Lin was also warning them: don't ever stir up trouble in the name of Dharma Flower Temple again—look, this time you've kicked an iron plate, haven't you?

After Lord Lin left, the Courtesy Buddha Sect cultivators muttered under their breath: "A mighty Nascent Soul Cultivator can't even detain a Golden Core cultivator? Utter trash!"

"I think we should go ask the masters of Dharma Flower Temple for help."

Yeah, that's right, I don't know if that guy will actually come looking for trouble for us.

A few more days passed.

Boom—

Inside Spirit Water Imperial City, an explosion suddenly rang out; when True Lord Lin went over to look, everyone of the Ritual Buddha Sect had actually died!

Moreover, they also saw several monk corpses from the Dharma Flower Temple here, and True Lord Lin's scalp went numb.

Where did this vicious thief come from? This time we've really stirred up a great disaster!