Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Xuan Ming Wants to Rebuild Reincarnation Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Xuan Ming Wants to Rebuild Reincarnation Wukong awoke from dreams, having achieved the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal, already a master of patriarch level.

However, what had condensed within him was not a Primordial Dao Fruit but a Golden Lotus. Wukong did not know whether this would impede his future path to becoming a saint. To become a saint, one had to affirm one’s own Primordial Dao Fruit and unite it with the Heavenly Dao to become a Heavenly Dao Saint!

Xuan Ming was also very worried and said, “This Golden Lotus of yours, I don’t know what impact it will have on the path to sainthood; this path, no one has walked before.”

Wukong’s Buddhist heart had awoken, and he would no longer be troubled by this matter. Since he had chosen this unique path, he was determined to follow it all the way! Just as he had once declared on the Forty-Nine Heavenly Steps: “I do not know its name, I forcefully call it an obstacle! And all obstructions, I can shatter with a single punch.” His path was unique and invincible, just as the Victorious Fighting Buddha, with an indomitable spirit, fought unrivaled across the desolation.

Wukong smiled carefreely and gently smoothed out her frowning brows, saying, “No matter, I can traverse this path. Just you wait until I become a saint!”

Xuan Ming’s face glowed with a flush, quite unaccustomed to such intimacy, and said, “Hmm, you best go on then. The Nether River Patriarch is up to no good recently.”

Wukong hesitated momentarily and asked, “What mischief is the Nether River Patriarch up to?”

Xuan Ming replied, “Ksitigarbha King had originally awakened to his Buddhist heart, but threatened by Tathagata, he feared Tathagata’s harm and sought refuge in the Asura Blood Sea under the Nether River’s protection. Ksitigarbha King relies on salvating the wronged souls to increase his own merit, enhance his cultivation level, and build up his mana. However, the Nether River Patriarch, coincidentally, seeks to affirm his own path through killing!”

Wukong was intrigued and said, “Doesn’t that mean the Nether River Patriarch comes out to kill, while Ksitigarbha King just handles the salvation?”

Xuan Ming nodded and said, “The current Ksitigarbha King has blinded his Buddhist heart with the desire for sainthood, and sooner or later, he will face a great disaster. The Nether River Patriarch is restless, seemingly preparing to slaughter the living.”

Wukong exclaimed in shock, “To slaughter the living, won’t that bring divine retribution? Does the Nether River Patriarch not fear it?”

Xuan Ming replied, “How would the Nether River Patriarch, who affirms his path through killing, bring divine retribution upon himself? You must know he has a motto.”

Wukong was not very familiar with the Nether River Patriarch, after all, during the Ancient battle between the witches and the demons, although the Asura Blood Sea initially intended to benefit from the turmoil, it had to retract due to the overwhelming power of Di Jun and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Thus, they retreated into the Asura Blood Sea, established the Blood River Grand Formation, and neither ventured out themselves nor allowed others to come in. Thus, outsiders knew little about this Nether River Patriarch, only that he was bloodthirsty, just like his followers, the Asuras and the Demon Kings.

“Kill Heaven, kill Earth, kill all beings,” Xuan Ming said flatly.

These few words coming from her mouth carried a kind of magic, sending chills down one’s spine.

The motto of the Nether River Patriarch was, “Kill Heaven, kill Earth, kill all beings!” He was already a supreme patriarch, his combat power could even rival that of the Colorful Undying Phoenix, but he had yet to become a saint. He then made a grand vow to kill throughout the world.

He would exterminate all life and then slay Heaven and Earth to become a saint!

It was reported that his 480 million Blood God Child avatars emerged out of the chaos during Ancient Times, killing 480 million people, then refining them into Blood God Child avatars! One could imagine how fierce this Nether River Patriarch was!

“Were I not to become a saint, I would certainly take his life!” Xuan Ming said angrily.

Wukong said, “If he attempts to slaughter the living, I will certainly not consent. That contradicts my Revolutionary Path!”

Xuan Ming cautioned, “If you confront the Nether River Patriarch, you must be careful!”

Wukong asked, “How so?”

Xuan Ming gravely said, “The Nether River Patriarch is not even underestimated by saints. In his hands are two life-bound Divine Swords, one called Yuan Tu, and the other named Abi, extremely formidable, both innate Magical Treasures, rumored to be somehow related to the Chaos Green Lotus; he also possesses a Twelfth Rank Karmic Fire Lotus Platform, a treasure comparable to the Ancestral Demon Luo Hou’s Twelfth Rank World-Ending Black Lotus and the Merit Lotus Platform manifested by the Leading Buddha. Be very careful if you confront him.”

A treasure related to the Chaos Green Lotus, could that be ordinary?

Wukong desired to revolutionize the world, to fulfill his grand vow of equality for all beings, while the Nether River Patriarch sought to exterminate all life to affirm his path and become a saint, clearly viewing the world’s people as worthless as stray dogs. Their paths were diametrically opposed, signaling that a life-and-death battle between Wukong and the Nether River Patriarch was inevitable.

Wukong chuckled and said, “I’m aware, no need for Empress Flat Spirit to worry.”

Xuan Ming raised her hand to strike.

Wukong hastily begged for mercy, saying, “I’ve been here for half a year now; do you know how the battle between Tianzhu and Great Tang is going?”

Xuan Ming withdrew her hand and replied, “At first, your evil corpse was formidable; Xue Rengui, wielding the Great Revolution Seal, swept through everything. But later, the Buddhist Sect also refined a Magical Treasure, called the Reincarnation Sage King Seal. This Reincarnation Sage King is the highest god of the Buddhist Sect, though non-existent, merely symbolic of the highest state of Buddhist Law.”

The Reincarnation Sage King, being the highest divinity of the Buddhist Sect, does not exist but symbolizes the ultimate realm of the Buddhist Law.

Amitabha Buddha? Even Amitabha Buddha aspired to achieve the status of the Reincarnation Sage King!

Wukong, having been meditating for so long, had not communicated with Sun Wukong and Heaven-Defying Taoist, but since Xuan Ming was a saint, a flick of her fingers could reveal the past, present, and future, so why bother expending his own energy. He wondered if Xuan Ming knew this thought, would she slap him?

Xuan Ming frowned slightly and asked, “What are you thinking about!”

Wukong secretly reckoned, saints are indeed difficult to deal with, then laughed and said, “Nothing! I should be leaving now. Now that I’ve cultivated to the rank of Primordial Golden Immortal, I must next unite the Three Corpses to solidify my realm.”

Xuan Ming sighed and said, “Go ahead.”

Wukong stated helplessly, “Don’t sigh; we still have seven or eight thousand years until the Immeasurable Calamity arrives! Once I become a saint, we will face it together.”

Not wanting to converse further, Xuan Ming directly sat down on her derived meditation mat, closed her eyes, and began to meditate.

Women are like this—when you ignore them, they yearn for you, think about you, love you deeply; and when you display too much enthusiasm, they get annoyed, come to dislike you, and deliberately distance themselves. Xuan Ming, though a Saint, was ultimately still a woman, and this trait could not be changed in any woman.

Wukong said, “I shall leave now!”

Having said that, he did not linger any further, and directly initiated an escape technique, walking away afterward.

After Wukong had left, Xuan Ming, with furrowed brows, rapidly started making calculations with her hands hidden in her sleeves. The longer she calculated, the deeper her brows furrowed.

“Perhaps, becoming a Saint is not a good thing for me, especially since it involved emotions,” Xuan Ming’s mouth twisted into a bitter smile.

She glimpsed the changes in the Heavenly Dao.

A huge hand seal fell, and she stood in front of Wukong, her physical body crushed, both form and spirit obliterated; her Primordial Spirit entrusted to the Heavenly Dao was also destroyed, thus dissipating between heaven and earth. From then on, Xuan Ming no longer existed in the world.

“What if I don’t block it?” Xuan Ming pondered with a frown.

If she didn’t block, then it would be Wukong who would die. Xuan Ming mocked herself, “If I don’t block, am I still Xuan Ming?”

“To be able to kill a Saint with one palm strike, that person’s cultivation level must be terrifyingly high, perhaps only a Great Dao Sage could match him. Who could that person be? Immeasurable Calamity, Yuan’s Calamity, those three thousand Chaos Heaven Demons that obstructed Pangu’s creation of the world…” Xuan Ming thought and calculated, “I would die, but I am not afraid.”

She clasped her hands together and murmured, “If I am to escape this calamity, arguably, he must become a Great Dao Sage… But how difficult is that? How can I escape this calamity without him facing it?”

The life she wanted had not yet begun; naturally, she did not wish to end it hastily.

She had loved, but she had never been deeply in love.

Ironically, those who are normally unemotional, once they start to feel, their emotions can flood like a mighty river, overwhelming them, yet Xuan Ming controlled it well, not showing it openly, simply standing behind him silently offering her support.

After some deep contemplation, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she went directly to summon Di Jiang and the others.

Di Jiang asked, “What’s the matter?”

Xuan Ming smiled and said, “To build the foundation of a cycle of reincarnation, I have a great use for it!”

Di Jiang couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly, “Sister, you shattered that cycle of reincarnation with one slap, and now you want me to rebuild it. Isn’t this toying with me? Are you having fun messing with me like this?”

Xuan Ming shook her head, “I am not toying with you, but truly in need. Otherwise, when that calamity strikes, I’m afraid I will be utterly annihilated.”

Di Jiang was shocked, and the other Ancestral Witches were equally stunned. It was extremely rare for Saints to face such calamities. Throughout history, only Nuwa, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Nine Heavens Profound Lady had died among the Saints. However, Nuwa still possessed a lingering remnant spirit, albeit without consciousness, drifting within the Ancient Tomb.

Gonggong asked, “You’ve become a Saint; who could kill you?”

Xuan Ming sighed, “It is precisely because I became a Saint that we, the Ancestral Witches, could die! Otherwise, who could kill us?”

Di Jiang questioned again, “Is becoming a Saint a bad thing for us then?”

Xuan Ming replied, “Of course not. After becoming Saints, our cultivation is a million times stronger than before! You must not slacken your spiritual heart because of my words.”

Zhu Rong, not particularly concerned about the topic, chuckled from the side, “Xuan Ming, you and he stayed together inside for half a year, how has the affection progressed?”

Xuan Ming suddenly turned her head, her face flushed but her gaze ice cold, causing Zhu Rong to shiver, his body igniting with fire which then warded off the chill from Xuan Ming’s eyes.

Zhu Rong hurriedly said, “Ha ha, ha ha! I was just joking, don’t take it seriously, don’t take it seriously.”

With those words, he quickly turned and walked away, not daring to stay longer, not daring to provoke Xuan Ming, neither in the past nor even more so now.

Houtu coughed and said, “My Book of Life and Death is still not tidied up; I must leave now.”

Having said that, she too quickly turned and left.

“Ah… Those damned Ox-Head and Horse-Face, why haven’t they come to fetch me yet?” Gonggong slapped his head and hurried off as well.

“Hey, hey, hey! Gonggong, that Magical Treasure you owe me, when will you return it?” Ru Shou called out while following him.

Lei Zhu slapping his forehead said, “Oh no, oh no! I forgot, I have to put my Thunder Bead into the storm clouds for refining today, I must go now!”

“Ah! Lei Zhu, you said you would refine a Thunder Bead for me. Don’t forget, wait for me, let’s go together!” Jiang Liang also said.

With everyone gone, Di Jiang was left with a wry smile on his face.

Xuan Ming sighed and said, “Let’s go; just the two of us will suffice.”

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