I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

Chapter 937 - 938: Blood Demon Sect, Screw You



Chapter 937: Chapter 938: Blood Demon Sect, Screw You

No one noticed this little aside in the corner; the cultivators still stood not far from the great hall, confronting a group of Buddhist Sect followers, silently waiting for the result from Master Juejuezi. The Power of Faith was a consumable and could not be replenished at will. After waiting for it to be expended for a while longer to pull up the Earth Dragon Grass, they could then make their move to compete for it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Master Juejuezi withdrew his Divine Skills; the silver bells in the void disappeared, and the radiant splendor brought by the Six Syllable Mantra slowly faded away.

“Amitabha, Master Wuhu, you can now bring up the Earth Dragon Grass!”

“With my Six Syllable Mantra, the Earth Dragon Grass no longer has the strength to resist,”

Master Juejuezi said slowly, with hands clasped in prayer and a chanting of the Buddha’s name.

“Act now, pull it out!”

At Ergouzi’s command, dozens of Buddhist monks changed their Seal Spells, and the Vajra Subduing Demon Seal in the void slowly rose, the entire Formation grid distorted and deformed, as if dragging up some heavy object, inch by inch, up to the mouth of the well.

“Stop them, idle people are not allowed to approach!”

Master Juejuezi swept his vigilant gaze over the surrounding cultivators and ordered the thousands of followers, intending to take the Earth Dragon Grass and flee with Ergouzi the moment it was in hand. As for these followers, they would be left to their own devices.

“Even Great Thunderclap Temple cannot be so overbearing. The treasures within this large tomb should be shared by all who see them. How can the masters alone monopolize it?”

“Our demands are not great; we only ask for a single whisker of the Earth Dragon Grass. If the master can agree, we will withdraw immediately, without any conflict with Great Thunderclap Temple!”

A few Heavenly Immortal Realm powerhouses, unable to contain their eagerness, regarded this as a truly precious treasure. Whether for personal consumption or for cultivating Sect Disciples, it was infinitely useful. How could they not have even a sip of the soup?

“Amitabha, this fiendish beast has fully formed its malevolent nature. Our Buddhist Sect is taking it away to transform and remove its malicious qi, to prevent it from causing further slaughter and accruing karmic obstacles in life, and not as you donors imagine, wishing to possess it for your cultivation,”

“All beings are equal. The Buddhist Sect will not do harm to any living creature,”

Master Juejuezi stated unyieldingly, neither soft nor hard.

“These bald donkeys are truly hypocritical, seizing the home advantage and wanting to take all resources, far too greedy!”

A few were choked with rage.

“Since that’s the case, we’ll have to see the true strength beneath our hands. It’s just as well that I, too, wish to witness the capabilities of the Buddhist Sect’s high monks!”

People were on edge, swords drawn and crossbows taut, ready to come to blows at any moment. Just then, the giant net formed by the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation was pulled up from the well; Master Juejuezi, with a fiery look in his eye, eagerly peered into the net, but the next second, he was stunned.

Not just him, the Buddhist monks and the covetous cultivators were also stunned.

For at that moment, the giant golden net was empty, not a thing inside; forget about the Earth Dragon Grass, there wasn’t even a blade of grass.

“How is this possible, where is the Earth Dragon Grass? Just moments ago, I had it thoroughly suppressed, why has it vanished without a trace?”

Master Juejuezi exclaimed in alarm, his form flickering to the rim of the well to inspect carefully; the inside of the well was also empty, the previously dense aura of vitality gone without a trace, the Earth Dragon Grass having seemingly vanished into thin air.

“Could it have the ability to traverse through space, escaping from the Formation?”

Ergouzi widened his eyes more than the bells, feeling the grueling effort of the capture amounted to nothing, like fetching water with a bamboo basket—all for naught. Was this feeling somehow familiar? Had the Earth Dragon Grass truly disappeared on its own?

“Perhaps you have snatched it away in secret and now feign ignorance. Master, since we brothers have come, we didn’t plan to leave empty-handed. If the Earth Dragon Grass is not handed over, then we’ll have to collect some interest from your bodies!”

A few cultivators of the Heavenly Immortal Realm’s pupils constricted as their tone turned chilling.

“Master Wuhu, there is a token here with words on it!”

The monk responsible for hauling in the net suddenly shouted out. Inside the net lay a small wooden token, upon which were scrawled a few crooked characters.

“Chant!”

Master Juejuezi said.

“I’m not targeting anyone in particular, I just want to say that everyone present here is trash!”

“Elder of the Blood Demon Sect, Blood Soul, not hiding!”

The monk chanted slowly, sentence by sentence, with sweat beads instantly covering his forehead, trickling down his cheek.

“Awoo!”

“Blood Demon Sect’s Blood Soul, who is this nobody daring to mess with Lord Ergouzi’s treasure!”

“Ambushing halfway is so indecent, Lord Ergouzi and you are irreconcilable!”

Ergouzi’s expression turned vacant as two flames of rage shot from his eyes, quivering with fury, he howled up to the sky.

“Senior fellows, there are also some words here!”

The cultivators also discovered some inscriptions behind a giant rock.

“Heaven cherishes all living creatures. Today Blood Soul of the Blood Demon Sect has freed the Earth Dragon Grass here, hoping the esteemed masters of the Buddhist Sect will deeply reflect on their deeds and no longer violate the sacred teachings.”

Ergouzi, seething with rage, his face twisted and turned terrifyingly dark, “Blood Demon Sect! Your grandpa!”

“So it was the Blood Soul Old Monster, no wonder he has such abilities to stealthily take away the Earth Dragon Grass right under our noses. I did not expect that even the chiefs of the Demon Path like the Blood Demon Sect would get involved. The treasures buried in the tomb are likely beyond our reach now.”

The cultivators were in an uproar. The three words ‘Blood Demon Sect’ naturally incited a sense of awe in people, not to mention it was Blood Soul, an Elder of the Sect, a renowned and formidable figure. They had actually brushed past such a high-level expert without noticing, which was enough to send a chill through their hearts.

“Amitabha, the Blood Demon Sect actually dares to provoke the Great Thunderclap Temple so openly. It seems the Buddhist Sect has been too low-key for too long, causing many to lose their sincere reverence. Since ancient times, good and evil have never coexisted. It’s time to teach them a lesson!”

“Go and notify the venerable monks of the Arhat Hall that the madmen of the Blood Demon Sect are within the tomb, set up the Formation and be ready to subdue them at any moment!”

Master Juejuezi’s eyes were also chilling as he spoke to the monk beside him.

“Yes!”

The disciple replied and swiftly left.

“Disciple, with continuously unsuccessful endeavors during this journey, if we fail to make any gains, we may be held accountable by the Great Thunderclap Temple. How about we immediately assemble our forces and make a quick sweep inside the tomb?”

Master Juejuezi said somewhat anxiously, as he was the only one in the Heavenly Immortal Realm here, bearing immense pressure.

“Cough cough, well, I didn’t expect that it was the Blood Demon Sect causing trouble in the shadows. It seems we have misunderstood the masters. As the saying goes, ‘the green hills will not change, the green waters will forever flow’, so we’ll take our leave now!”

A few Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivators clasped their fists in salute and had thoughts of retreating. Now that it was confirmed that the treasure had been stolen, they naturally had no reason to persist in the conflict.

However, there were over a thousand believers of the Earth Immortal Realm from the Great Thunderclap Temple. If it really came to a fight, they could exhaust them to death, not to mention that they had Master Juejuezi, who could harness the Power of Faith. The moment for a surprise attack had passed, and they were not at an advantage.

“Woof, the resources are right in front of us. If anyone dares to obstruct the work of the Great Thunderclap Temple, set up the Formation and first capture this bunch of rabbits for this Disciple!”

Ergouzi roared furiously, pointing at the multitude of cultivators before him.

Master Juejuezi’s eyes also turned fierce, “Amitabha, damn, take action!”

“Deploy the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation!”

The onlooking cultivators: “???”


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