I Have A Dual World Seal

Guilan Temple, shrouded in auspicious clouds.

Treasure Court Mountain, enveloped in somber clouds.

We shall not delve into the journey back to Guilan Temple in Yizhou where Zen Master Huiejue treated everyone with a vegetarian feast, but focus on the monks from Western Buddhism who remain at Treasure Court Mountain.

Because they never expected Master Dahuo to lose, the monks were momentarily silent.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Dahuo sat cross-legged on the ground, his face pale as paper, yet his expression was calm and indifferent.

Having lived for hundreds of years, possessing thousands of years in Dao practice, even if the mystery of life and death remained elusive, reaching this point meant they wouldn’t lose composure.

"Thank you all for accompanying me on this arduous journey and bearing witness to my magical combat." Master Dahuo said blandly, "Unfortunately, Dahuo’s mind is short and rough, causing everyone much amusement."

"Obviously, Monk Hui Jue cheated!" Master Daqi said angrily, "It’s unknown where he obtained the details of our Celestial Pearl Temple’s cultivation technique, meticulously scheming against senior brother!"

"Even if Zen Master Huiejue cheated, it was still a fair magical combat." Master Dahuo responded indifferently, "If I couldn’t detect it, then it is my own oversight."

"The enmity between Zen Master Huiejue and me ends here; Celestial Pearl Temple need not seek revenge for me." Master Dahuo looked at Master Daqi and said in a deep voice.

Master Daqi nodded, "I understand."

This was a formal magical combat witnessed by many from both sides; even though Celestial Pearl Temple would likely obstruct Guilan Temple in future, blatant revenge is out of the question.

As for secret attacks?

If undetected, it’s fine; if exposed, do you think the Central Plains lack high masters?

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Dahuo folded his hands in prayer, spoke to Master Daqi, "I won’t be returning to Celestial Pearl Temple; please bury my relics in the Pagoda Forest, let me return to my homeland."

Master Daqi’s cheek twitched, nodding firmly, "Good!"

Master Dahuo nodded, then closed his eyes, chanting the "Heavenly Pearl Sutra," releasing the protection over his divine soul and heart vein.

Moments later, with the sutra complete, Master Dahuo’s divine soul completely dispersed, his breath vanished, leaving only Buddha power locked within his bright golden body.

"Amitabha Buddha!" Master Daqi gave a bow with folded hands to Master Dahuo.

"Amitabha Buddha!" The Western monks also bowed in unison.

In the next instant, as Master Daqi wielded the seal technique, flames kindled over Master Dahuo, accompanied by the five-colored celestial bead, spirit flames burned, igniting the Buddha power within, turning it into divine fire.

In moments, Master Dahuo was reduced to ashes.

Master Daqi raised his hand, the ashes trembled slightly, five relics the size of fingernails emerged, floating midair.

The five relics formed the celestial pearl shape, emanating five-colored light, just suitable for the treasure incantation.

"Amitabha Buddha, may senior brother find peace!" Master Daqi held his right palm vertical, left palm open, releasing the five celestial pearl relics to drift into his sleeve.

"Amitabha Buddha!" The other monks recited the holy name again.

Master Daqi expressed gratitude to the monks, saying, "Let’s return."

The plump monk from Great Ming Wheel Temple nodded, "Let’s head back, what purpose holds staying in the Central Plains?"

Both the clean-shaven monk and the one in a scarlet robe nodded, on the other side the stern monk subtly exhaled in relief.

Only the handsome monk from Great Joyful Temple arched a brow, folds his hands with a smile, "Senior brothers go ahead, this humble monk hasn’t visited the Central Plains in a while, planning to linger and see if I may find talented prospects in Buddhism, or bring back some joyful celestial maidens."

"You didn’t set your sight on those ladies from earlier, did you?"

The plump monk patted his belly, arched a brow, "They bore witness to the magical combat between Monk Huiejue and Brother Dahuo, surely extraordinary individuals, take heed not to be underestimated, lest provoke trouble."

The clean-shaven old monk advised, "Those who came earlier were well-known figures from Lingbei Dao in the Central Plains."

"You overthink; am I such a reckless person?" The handsome monk shook his head with a laugh, "Great Joyful Temple always emphasizes mutual consent, and the ’Great Desire Celestial Joyful Goddess Secret Technique’ is not a tome anyone can cultivate."

The monks fell silent, although disbelief lingered, unaligned interests naturally led to abandonment of persuasion.

Thus, the monks ascended, transforming into more than a dozen strands of Buddha Light heading west, while the handsome monk, leading his favored disciple, departed from the main group, leisurely heading north.

...

Outside Guilan Temple, Zen Master Huiejue personally bid farewell, then Lu Zheng led the group on the journey home.

"Another battle lasted three days." Shen Ying remarked.

"Already quite swift." Lu Zheng replied, "Without Zen Master Huiejue’s scheme, who knows how long the fight would drag on."

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Never imagined Zen Master Huiejue would be such." Du Yueyao also spoke smiling, "Zen Master Huiejue acted so well, even I and Sister Qingyan were fooled."

Then Yang Caiyi chimed in, "Next time, should we invite Zen Master Huiejue to Taohua Village to play Fa Hai?"

Everyone, "..."

Liu Qingyan couldn’t help but laugh, then flicked Yang Caiyi’s forehead with a finger, "How about you ask him?"

Yang Caiyi shook her head decisively, "I won’t!"

Zen Master Huiejue schemed, a fact not begrudged, yet complimenting his acting harbors a teasing undertone.

Given Jiang Fei’s hundred-year friendship with Zen Master Huiejue, such banter is tolerated, but private chats by Liu Qingyan’s group remain in good humor, should one invite him to a performance, Zen Master Huiejue’s peace of mind may overlook it, but Zen Master Dengjing might erupt in frustration.

Seeing Yang Caiyi remained clear-headed, everyone burst into laughter.

In the next instance, Lu Zheng’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

Holding Lu Zheng’s hand, Shen Ying first sensed his change, a glint in her eyes, transmitted quietly, "What’s wrong?"

"We’re followed." Lu Zheng replied calmly.

"Who?" Shen Ying inquired, her eyes sharper now.

Lu Zheng noticed, but she hadn’t, indicating the opponent’s cultivation was evidently strong.

Lu Zheng smirked slightly, speaking softly, "We even practiced spells from another temple."

Temple... spells...

Shen Ying pondered quickly, knowing Lu Zheng referred not to Fahua Temple, leaving only...

"Great Joyful Temple! Observers at Master Dahuo’s magical combat included their monks?" Shen Ying asked, "Have they targeted us?"

Lu Zheng nodded, "We’ll return directly to Peach Blossom Plain."

Shen Ying also nodded, "I’ll induce the old peach tree to set up a formation!"