Chapter 774 - 772: Can We Destroy the Evil Buddha a Few Years Later?
"You, you, you..."
Zhang Haisan retreated in fear.
He wasn’t a fool.
Suddenly aging decades, it felt as if someone had stolen his life.
It must be the woman in purple before him who did this.
Who would have thought that someone who seemed harmless and could be easily bullied,
would turn out to be so terrifying?
Without him noticing at all, she could take a life.
This method defies nature.
Zhang Haisan glanced at Yun Xue’xue in the distance, then at the cascading snowflakes and ground frost.
None of these people are simple.
"Thud!"
Zhang Haisan’s body fell to the ground, ending his life.
Luo Xiaoxiao never once looked directly at Zhang Haisan.
As if the one who died was just a dog.
"Wow..."
Yun Xue’xue exclaimed, "Luo Xiaoxiao, what kind of technique is this?
It’s so amazing."
The technique dazzled Yun Xue’xue.
Yun Xue’xue pinched Luo Xiaoxiao’s buttock with her hand.
"You’ve hidden well, having such an amazing method."
"I wasn’t hiding; you just never asked," Luo Xiaoxiao retorted.
"Can I learn it?" Yun Xue’xue teased Luo Xiaoxiao.
Luo Xiaoxiao shook her head, "You can’t learn it."
It’s not that she wouldn’t teach; Yun Xue’xue truly couldn’t learn it.
After all, there’s only one Divine Lamp in this world.
"Hooosh..."
The sky suddenly poured heavy rain.
Raindrops fell to the ground with a crackle.
Soon, the sound of a baby’s cry came from the sky.
The sound was piercing, unsettling.
Even Mo Lin’s calm heart was stirred now.
A feeling of inexplicable restlessness arose.
The heavy rain gradually changed color.
It turned to a blood-red hue.
Blood-red raindrops the size of pearls fell to the ground.
The air was filled with the scent of blood.
In the distance.
A group of black-clad people appeared.
This group carried a sedan chair.
On the sedan chair, it was unknown if the person was lying down or sitting.
The person was too obese.
The belly fat sagged down to the knees.
Couldn’t tell if they were lying or sitting.
So fat they couldn’t walk.
Their cheeks hung like two plump watermelons.
Eyes seemed tiny amidst the squeezing fat.
The group stopped about twenty meters from Mo Lin.
Clearly, they weren’t passing by, they came for Mo Lin.
"Mo Lin." The obese man called to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin found the voice familiar.
Yet the face, Mo Lin seemed to never have seen before.
"It’s me, Zhao Tian." The man revealed his identity to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin paused for over ten seconds.
Zhao Tian... the name was familiar yet strange.
Mo Lin remembered this person.
He was someone who had journeyed with Mo Lin to the Yellow Springs Realm, searching for Daoist Skill.
Mo Lin’s Three-Headed Six-Armed Dharma Technique was found with Zhao Tian in the Yellow Springs Realm.
The last time Mo Lin met Zhao Tian was years ago.
Back in Jin County.
Mo Lin personally witnessed Zhao Tian’s cannibalistic scenes.
It was Zhao Tian urging Mo Lin to fight for Seasonal Coins, repeatedly reminding him to seize money.
If Zhao Tian didn’t mention his name,
Mo Lin genuinely wouldn’t recognize him.
Memories of Zhao Tian faded with time, too long ago.
Zhao Tian raised his hand, Immortal Qi slithering around him like little snakes.
Mo Lin could clearly see four different colors.
Four-colored Immortal Qi?
The Feng Qu Mo Lin previously encountered only had two-colored Immortal Qi.
How could Zhao Tian gather four-colored Immortal Qi?
"I... have known about cannibal cultivation for a long time now." Zhao Tian said to Mo Lin slowly.
"Over a decade ago, I had already started on this path."
He had his own opportunities back then, knew things Mo Lin didn’t.
"Back in Jin County, I saw you cannibalizing, you were planning cannibal cultivation back then, right?" Mo Lin asked Zhao Tian.
"Hmm... kind of." Zhao Tian nodded slowly.
"I’m now part of the Evil Buddha’s side."
Zhao Tian said earnestly, "I received the Evil Buddha’s legacy, and now I have some standing there."
Mo Lin squinted his eyes, asking Zhao Tian, "And then?"
"Can you wait a few years before acting against Evil Buddha?"
Zhao Tian deliberated, saying to Mo Lin, "I know your next move is to extinguish Evil Buddha.
But... now is not the time.
It would be too early to extinguish Evil Buddha now."
Mo Lin stood there staring at Zhao Tian, tightly clenching his fists.
Momentarily at a loss for words.
Anything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.
The atmosphere was frozen.
No sound around.
Mo Lin and Zhao Tian locked eyes.
Zhao Tian had to raise his neck to meet Mo Lin’s gaze.
"You came to be a lobbyist?
To buy time for Evil Buddha?"
Speaking those words, Mo Lin felt an inexplicable discomfort.
His relation with Zhao Tian was good.
At least on the journey of growth, Zhao Tian never betrayed Mo Lin, and even helped multiple times.
Even when Mo Lin disappeared, Zhao Tian went to the Yellow Springs Realm and fought.
"No..."
Zhao Tian placed his right hand on Mo Lin’s shoulder.
The weight on Mo Lin’s shoulder felt substantial, like a bag of cement.
"I don’t have many friends.
You are my only living friend."
"What happened to you..." Mo Lin took a deep breath and remarked.
Feeling Mo Lin’s annoyance dissipate, Zhao Tian sighed in resignation.
"This is the price.
The price of cannibal cultivation."
Zhao Tian said slowly to Mo Lin, "I know you wouldn’t practice cannibal cultivation.
Some things, some paths, need to be walked by someone."
"All cannibal cultivators will eventually become like me, neither human nor ghost.
My state is still relatively good.
At least I retain a human consciousness."
"I came to request you delay acting against Evil Buddha for a few years." Zhao Tian again brought the topic back.
"Why?"
Mere words from Zhao Tian aren’t reason enough for Mo Lin to delay taking action against Evil Buddha.
How could that be?
In a few years, anything could happen.
What if Evil Buddha escaped the East District?
What if Evil Buddha grew stronger, and Mo Lin couldn’t defeat him?
There are many other factors.
"Do you trust me?" Zhao Tian asked Mo Lin.
"Don’t speak in riddles," Mo Lin plainly told Zhao Tian.
Mo Lin didn’t want Zhao Tian to say things he couldn’t understand.
"The Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy doesn’t want Evil Buddha to disappear yet.
Do you understand?"
Zhao Tian spoke earnestly to Mo Lin: "The rules of this East District are set by the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy.
They won’t let Evil Buddha disappear.
Evil Buddha can never truly disappear."
"If you insist on extinguishing Evil Buddha, you will feel the oppression.
Oppression from the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy."
"Do you know why Jiangzhou People suddenly became so weak?
Even getting caught by Yin Qi’s designs?" Zhao Tian asked Mo Lin.
"Because of the Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy?" Mo Lin followed Zhao Tian’s words.
"Exactly."
Zhao Tian nodded. "The Twenty-four Solar Terms Envoy decided that Jiangzhou People were unnecessary in the East District.
So Jiangzhou People were thus persecuted."