Nightmare Apostle

Yang Xiao mentioned to him back then that he had four girlfriends in the country, which was curious to Cannibal Buddha, though he didn’t point it out.

Later, after conducting his own investigation, he discovered that it was merely an excuse by Yang Xiao.

All these years, Yang Xiao has thrived domestically but remains alone, just like Cannibal Buddha himself, and only now does he know the reason is because of this.

After learning the truth, Cannibal Buddha felt increasingly that fate was playing games with him; he was separated from his beloved wife by life and death, while his dear son Yang Xiao was resolutely in love with a resentful spirit.

However, regarding Yang Xiao’s choice, Cannibal Buddha didn’t have any strange perception; he only admired him. A good man should be like this, daring to love and hate.

He doesn’t care about others, but if anyone dares to gossip about his dear son, he will pull out their tongues.

At the height of emotion, Yang Xiao cried bitterly, kneeling on the ground almost losing consciousness, stating that if he were to be separated from his Mo’er, it would be better to kill him right away.

Seeing his dear son so deeply affectionate, High Priest Cannibal Buddha finally couldn’t stay seated, stood up, and snatched the Hundred Demons Coffin Clothes from the martyr’s hands, then walked over to Yang Xiao, gently draping the cloth over Yang Xiao’s shoulders.

"My Dachaya, you are a true man; godfather admires you. In the future, if anyone dares to threaten you with this cloth, just tell godfather. Godfather will pull out his tongue, put his head on a stake, and chop his body to feed it to dogs!" Cannibal Buddha lifted his head, glaring fiercely at the martyr.

This idea was suggested by the martyr, with the intent to help Yang Xiao eliminate threats, not expecting it would result in this.

"Godfather!" Yang Xiao cried painfully, kneeling before Cannibal Buddha.

"Good child, get up quickly."

Cannibal Buddha reached out to help, but Yang Xiao refused to rise; the next moment, he lifted his tearful face: "Godfather treats me like his own son, I don’t know how to repay you, only hoping the Sect Master will delay killing me, to give me more time to show filial piety beside godfather."

"Who dares to harm my Dachaya?!" Cannibal Buddha shouted angrily.

"It’s the Sect Master of the Yu Yuan Sect; he has always aimed to kill me. I suspect the person the martyr saw killing the child in the illusion might be him."

"He knows I deeply love Mo’er, just thinking about how to cause the cloth to rebound, triggering Mo’er to retaliate against me, letting the one I love most kill me. Godfather, he’s so vicious!" Yang Xiao clung to Cannibal Buddha’s leg, refusing to let go.

"Such a dreadful thing, so vicious!" Cannibal Buddha’s eyes exploded with a hint of ferocity, "Dachaya, don’t worry about this matter, in the future, if I find this person, I will personally take action to destroy him."

"Thank you, godfather!"

At this moment, the martyr also hoarsely spoke, indeed, things were much as Yang Xiao imagined, the martyr in the so-called prophecy did not see anything clearly, only a perception.

He sensed that in the future Yang Xiao would die because of this cloth, whether it was due to the resentful spirit within the cloth or other accidents caused by it, he couldn’t be sure.

Though Yang Xiao insisted the Sect Master wanted to harm him, for safety’s sake, Cannibal Buddha still gifted Yang Xiao some top-level elixir, specifically those capable of suppressing backlash.

With misunderstandings resolved, the martyr had no reason to stay. After saluting Cannibal Buddha and Yang Xiao individually, the martyr left, and his departure was quite ceremonial, being carried off in a sedan by several individuals resembling lama, adorned with various secret symbols and marks of the Esoteric Sect.

Such treatment even High Priest Cannibal Buddha didn’t receive; after all, within the Sacred Temple of the Esoteric Sect, the martyr held the highest doctrinal position, akin to an incarnation of the Holy Temple Spirit in the mortal world.

And this person was exceptionally powerful. Even standing before him, Yang Xiao couldn’t gauge the depth of the martyr’s power.

He seemed like a bottomless dark green pond.

However, based on Dean Sheng’s judgment, this person even if not at the Late-stage Netherworld Realm, was not far from it, with strength vastly superior to him and the likes of Yang Qianhe from Ru Lin Academy.

The stronger the martyr’s power, the more secure Yang Xiao felt. Such a person has no ill intentions; once subdued, he acts from the standpoint of the Esoteric Sect, loyal both to the sect and to Cannibal Buddha.

Seeing the martyr off, Yang Xiao felt slightly relieved, after all, of those present, he possessed the sharpest spiritual power perception.

With the martyr gone, today Yang Xiao was mostly safe; he slowly exhaled a breath of relief, grateful for his cleverness.

Currently, Cannibal Buddha was increasingly satisfied with Yang Xiao, holding his hand as they sat together, a tremendous honor within the hierarchically rigid Esoteric Sect.

The news that Yang Xiao and Sheng Yanlin were leaving tomorrow was known to Cannibal Buddha, the reply from the Patrol Defense Office had also arrived; Cannibal Buddha arranged for them to depart in the afternoon.

"Do not leave alone tomorrow afternoon, put on our clothes and go with our caravan."

"This caravan originally travels to your country, transporting goods weekly, and tomorrow afternoon happens to be the departure time."

"You don’t have to worry about safety, I will make arrangements," Cannibal Buddha explained.

Since Cannibal Buddha spoke like this, Yang Xiao had no worries left, stating everything would follow godfather’s arrangements.

"This time, two elders will accompany you; once Yiling Academy is successfully taken, they will be stationed there permanently. This Sheng Yanlin has promised me, and I leave this matter to you, you must implement it well," Cannibal Buddha said, somewhat seriously regarding this matter.