Chapter 268: Engaged, I'll Back My Wife—Let Your Mouth Stink!

"However, if you lose this time too, you have nothing left to lose to me. How about this: after the match, you kowtow to me fifteen times, apologizing to me and my parents and everyone else. What do you say?" Shen Qingli crossed her arms and proposed.

"You! Are! Dreaming!" Luo Ya gritted her teeth, and also retorted at Tai Jin and the others, "You Dao Court, is this your upbringing? Aren't you the most particular about etiquette!"

"We only show courtesy to people." Shen Qing Tong spoke crisply.

Luo Ya glared at him, and in an instant! Divine might pressed down.

Even though the divine might had been weakened, given Shen Qing Tong's cultivation level, it was obviously too much for her to withstand.

However, the next moment, a bolt of startling thunder struck down, directly blasting Luo Ya into a pitch-black state.

Shen Kuo didn't speak, but if anyone treated him as a dead man, Luo Ya would be the one to suffer.

"Still not stepping down." Di Er couldn't even bear to watch, "Two elders, two juniors, and a beast pet arguing—how dignified is that?"

Naturally it wasn't dignified, especially after losing the argument; the other side's juniors weren't intimidated at all, and even dared to provoke and humiliate.

"I hope on the battlefield your fists are as hard as your mouth!" a junior from the Church Court finally spoke up.

This person appeared as a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old youth, not a member of the Government Court, wearing the monk's robes of a Holy Hall practitioner.

In the Western Sect, the attire of the Holy Hall and the Church Court differ greatly: Holy Hall members all shave their heads and dress plainly; Church Court members wear bright colors and do not shave their heads.

In the previous religious battle, it was obviously the Government Court that sent competitors; but this one seems to be the Holy Hall, and by rights it should be the Holy Hall.

However, the Crown Prince clearly told Shen Qingli that they were facing the Eighteen Rakshasas.

Rakshasas, she knew, are both worldly cultivators and part of the Government Court's cultivation system, not the Holy Hall's monastic cultivation.

"Are we hard or not, you as defeated subordinates still don't know? Saying such things, you're humiliating your own people."

The one retorting was already Shen Qing Tong, as if the juniors of the Church Court weren't worthy to let Shen Qingli speak respectfully; she had already taken her own seat.

That monk stared fixedly at her, but she looked toward the Regent Prince, "Regent Prince, think it over—once you pass this village, there'll be no more shop. If I ruin that wisp of your soul, even if you want it again, it'll be gone."

The Regent Prince had now calmed down, no longer exploding at the slightest provocation, although she was still fuming inside! But for the sake of dignity, she really couldn't keep shouting at this dead girl, losing face.

However, she soon stopped being angry, thinking of how to torment Shen Qingli, "If you want to gamble, you can. But if you lose, not only must you return my soul, I still have that demand—I want you to serve me as a slave and maid, as a furnace cauldron."

"Impudent!" These words were not spoken by Shen Qingli, but by Di Er and Tian Yi, "Shen Qingli, fiancée of the Holy Buddha, what nonsense are you spouting!"

The Regent Prince's face darkened! She is a member of the Church Court, yet these two idiots give her no face.

Luo Ya also immediately retorted, "What fiancée! Engaged? Still just a fiancée, does she even deserve to become the Holy Buddha's wife?"

"Shut up!" Tian Yi angrily said, "You bear guilt, yet letting you attend is out of consideration for Luo Sha, not for you to cause trouble! Whether you're suitable or not, the ruler decides; how can we allow you to recklessly spout nonsense! If you dare criticize the Holy Buddha's decision again, get out!"

Luo Ya's face turned deathly pale, furious enough to dig her own palms raw, however—

This still wasn't over; Di Er also took out the crimson divine scroll, "Since we're bringing this up, let's also first announce a happy event."

Upon these words, Luo Ya's face looked even worse! She had already guessed what it would be.

As expected, Di Er announced, "Our realm's Holy Buddha, and Shen Qingli, daughter of the Dao Court's Kunlun Divine Lord, are engaged to be married; the wedding date has been set, namely: the thirtieth day of the twelfth month in the third year of Shen Ting Dao Yuan; the thirtieth day of the twelfth month in the first year of the Church Court's Di Yuan."

Upon this announcement, both realms erupted in an uproar!

"On what grounds! The Holy Buddha really wants to marry her!"

"No! What are you after!"

"She, she—how could she be worthy!"

Luo Ya's earlier words were actually the inner voice of most of the Church Court members.

Especially among the Holy Hall's upper and lower ranks, those who hadn't known the news before now had their worldviews shattered.

"Shen Qingli, even if her background is good! She's only a lower immortal! Just a lower immortal—how could she aspire to the Holy Buddha!"

"The Holy Buddha's wife—even if it was the previous Luo Sha, she wasn't worthy either!"

"Even the Guardian Dharma isn't worthy! What more Luo Sha, what more Shen Qingli!"

Those in the Holy Hall who most worshipped and revered the Holy Buddha have all collapsed.

That is the Holy Buddha!

And this has been the case for so many years!

The one and only Great Sun Holy Buddha!

How to put it, everyone feels—that the supreme, sacred, inviolable faith has been defiled.

In their view, the Holy Buddha doesn't need to marry! The Holy Buddha has long left the red dust, forgotten worldly affairs! Right?

Even the previous Holy Buddha only had a dual-cultivation Buddha Mother before attaining Buddhahood; after becoming a Buddha, there was none, and certainly no wife!

"Absolutely not!" The Holy Hall's followers were about to cry.

Seeing that, the Elder Supreme flared up, "What! We're not happy either! Our Divine Maiden is the cherished treasure of all our deities! On what grounds should we ally with your Holy Buddha!"

"Exactly! You've taken advantage and still act cute! Excessive!" the Dragon Crown Prince glared, "You think we treasure your Holy Buddha!"

"A bald donkey! And surely an old bald donkey! Who would cherish it!" Qing Yan also didn't understand; it's not like the Kunlun Divine Lord dotes on his daughter, yet this damned marriage alliance could be agreed to? Better to agree to Cangpei—at least that one is still pleasant to look at.

Many deities actually share Qing Yan's view; the Lord of the Weak Water Abyss has already spoken, "No, what does the Divine Lord think? Why not consider me?

Although I've been counted as ancient for ages, reaching 108,000 years old, I could actually be considered a peer of the Divine Maiden. In the era of Sheng Long Tian, we were all roughly the same age, young talents."

"You too are worthy!" Cangpei said, "The person most suited for A Li is myself."

"You old folks never quit!" the Dragon Crown Prince fumed; the Turtle Chancellor beside him didn't quite understand—earlier the Crown Prince had acted for the Dragon King, now the Dragon King is well, so what's this for now?

Both sides were arguing so fiercely they were about to blow up the floating island!

Shen Qingli, however, paid no mind, just watching Jiu Li.

"What are you writing?" Compared to other things, she was more curious about this.

Jiu Li's claws held the pen, "Don't disturb me, I'm observing all eight directions, listening to six paths."

As it wrote furiously, it jotted down one name after another—this is the task given to it by that person.

All who covet A Li must be recorded, ah! So many, the more the arguing, the more.

Those who hurl especially nasty insults at A Li must also be recorded, ah! Crazy, crazy!

"Silence!" the combined voices of Tian Yi and Tai Jin shouted, suppressing the clamor of both sides.

Tian Yi still said, "You think, why did the Holy Buddha sacrifice himself?"

"What does 'sacrifice oneself' mean? Your words are also too harsh." Tai Jin was unhappy, "Your Holy Buddha is just an old cow eating tender grass."

Tian Yi gave a cold look, and Di Er hurriedly tried to make peace, "Enough, do you really want to keep arguing? If you keep arguing, you'll all get struck by lightning!"

Both sides' troops only then realized that their heads were already overcast with dark clouds, and streaks of lightning were flashing within.

"Alright, now we really don't dare to argue anymore..."

However, the thunderbolt still descended.

Only heard a loud "Boom!"

The sky was filled with brilliant golden lightning, which gathered onto a single person.