Chapter 1053: Warning
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Cut him with the blade of Karma Transfer?
ng Qi felt that things were all within his expectations when he heard the request. When Wang Siyuan ntioned Karma Transfer when he shared the story of the Sage of Arithtic not turning into a Heavenly Way Monster and Ananda was able to choose the path he desired in the few main routes of karma, that was when ng Qi realized that there was sothing more than that. Besides, Grand Wang Prince who was obsessed with demons and always jumped out of basics had voiced his desire to bet with his own life this morning even when he was ill. That was what ng Qi based his assumption on.
Indeed, Grand Wang Prince was going to launch his last madness!
He was going to live his life to the fullest until the mont of his death!
However, was he really trying to end his life on a high note by using Karma Transfer; so that he could bring the Source of Pain into the ga and escape the thousand years curse, or simply enough, he was just trying to end his life and free himself from every restraint?
Wang Siyuan was standing silently when ng Qi finished. The breeze was blowing strongly at Wang Siyuan’s white robe, fierce flapping noises echoed as if he was extrely frail. He did not explain why he was there, nor did he voice out his plan, since ng Qi did not need to know the reasons. What ng Qi needed to do was to be there seven days later at three quarters to midnight, head into the ancestral temple and throw the blade of Karma Transfer. He only needed to choose a relatively light retribution of karma and restore the blade. That is it, he could go wherever he wants without the need to know what led to this, what would happen next, and the process. Every favor he did and every participation were all related to this one and only blade.
If it wasn’t for soone I’ve known for this long, this blading technique and attitude will definitely be my definition of aesthetics... ng Qi criticized to himself. He turned around and walked towards the outer bounds of the cetery hill without saying another word, his green clothing fluttering along with the wind, hiding his long blade.
It was the plan of a swindler. To dig deep into the truth would not grant anything but ruin the plan, so the best way to handle it was to stay quiet.
This involved the Prival puzzle and the scary Heavenly Way Monster. If Wang Siyuan was to leak just one tiny bit of information, the master plan would be known to everyone including the manipulator behind the curtains.
Even when the Blade Man stepped out of the cave, Wang Siyuan was still standing there without moving like a jade sculpture.
...
He Xiang was guarding near the temple and when she saw ng Qi. Without speaking, she greeted him and led him back to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
Right at this mont, the waning moon was heading to the west.
ng Qi kneeled behind the table as he stared at the cold crescent moon with thoughts running in his head.
It is always enjoyable when the whole world is sleeping except during the hushed hours of darkness.
Was Wang Siyuan really trying to end his life or there was a tiny hope of retainnt this ti around?
Since Lu Ya was freed, ng Qi might not be able to crown the List of Deification for so ti now. He had to think of a new way or try a new tactic. Maybe he could still utilize his relationship with the Devil Buddha and work together with Lu Ya. He needed to wipe the na, Lady Mother of Chariot from the list or gain back so real spirit from senior Chonghe, at least.
Brother Qi had found his destined place — the ongoing drastic change in the Southern Wasteland was causing a stir for the Central Plains Wulin and their aristocratic families. Everything was at peace when he was in charge of the Devil’s Claws but Dharmakayas had returned, signaling the beginning of a storm. He couldn’t have handled it himself, he had to consult Mister Luda or Senior Su, get their opinions before making his decision.
Wu Zhuang Guan in the world of Pilgrimage of the West consigned by Lu Ya should not be neglected because the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi had been repressing his actions for years, cutting off almost all of his routes. Their friction was always present, which was why Brother Qi should not slip his attention even though it might be beneficial for him to involve the Devil Buddha. People were afraid of the Devil Buddha but n with direct knowledge or influential figures were more frightened about the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi. They refused to see their own escalation which would eventually fulfill the Lord’s plan.
According to their progress of practicing and what was happening in the Southern Wasteland, Brother Qi was nearly at the doorstep of proving his Dharmakaya. Would the likes of the Demonic Monarch step out of his way and witness Brother Qi in acquiring the na successfully, becoming an unseen Dharamakaya? The answer was unknown but it would definitely cause an uproar when the mont arrives. Maybe mighty people from the Middle Ages or even ancient tis will show up and stand against him? How much help would be offered?
There were thousands of possibilities and ng Qi was considering each and every one of them carefully.
These were the things which were bound to happen in the near future or maybe the next several years. As for the long term crisis, it would definitely be a Great Trial which calls for the return of mighty people, n with direct knowledge and influential figures. The best preparation to counter this was to practice more, and elevate his own levels.
My only hope is to prove myself before the day arrives...
The night was cool and breezy. The breeze was refreshing but retained the touch of the gloominess in the cetery. All of a sudden, ng Qi sensed that soone was approaching the Building of Mysteries of Heaven and he was right. The old servant with a limp leg approached him with a albox in his hand.
“Uncle Fu, why are you here?” He Xiang asked quietly.
The old servant replied, “I’m here to deliver supper for the guest on my master’s request.”
He Xiang examined the box before knocking softly on the door.
“Co on in,” ng Qi said as he stopped using his perception.
The door opened and the old servant entered the room. He bowed and placed the albox down, producing a plate of dark red pig’s blood pudding.
The pudding seed different than usual as if the blood wasn’t coagulated properly, leaving a startling impression.
ng Qi was confused. He raised his head to look at the old servant.
A spooky smile appeared on Uncle Fu’s wrinkled face. He said in a husky voice, “Mind your own business!”
Just when he finished, his body twirled like an illusion as if he did not belong to this world and that he was not afraid of the pursuit of any Dharmakaya.
ng Qi’s expression was still. He extended his right arm and tried to grab the void in front of him. There was a river surrounding him, and his sword power was getting stronger. Within seconds he grasped Uncle Fu to himself despite the layers of multiple tilines.
“How... how did you...”
Uncle Fu was shocked. His skin was starting to turn green. He struggled with force but he was not able to pull away from ng Qi’s right hand.
ng Qi stared at him and spoke calmly, “How dare you use the Principle of Dividing Tilines in front of ? Who instigated you?”
The thumping sound of heartbeats was heard from his chest.
At the exact mont, a cool wind started to blow and dark mist started to form in the sky. Two gigantic figures appeared in the dark. One of them had the head of an ox, while the other had the face of a horse, and each carried a spear and a gun. They expressed themselves aggressively and fiercely, “Su ng, your ti on Earth has co to an end, you have to follow us to the Underworld.”
The Bull Head and Horse Face? The trip to Underworld? ng Qi was suddenly reminded of how the Great Sage Equalling Heaven wrote of the Book of Life and Death, and laughed, “You guys are rely ghosts. How are you going to take there?”
ng Qi raised his sleeve as he spoke and the sky turned dark instantly. Everything was a blur and the Bull Head and Horse Face were thrown in.
“Help...” Uncle Fu yelled when he saw the Bull Head and Horse Face but just as he opened his mouth, he saw both of the mighty ghosts disappear into ng Qi’s sleeve. His sentence paused midway.
They were together? ng Qi was starting to be confused when a commanding and dignified voice was heard suddenly, “How dare you resist the power of the Underworld! Damn you!”
The window was fogged with a purply black mist and it ford into a man wearing a wide robe with huge sleeves. His face was stern and he had black moustache. He carried the na of Judge in his hand and his majestic aura was far beyond the two ghosts.
“Judge Cui! Save !” Uncle Fu was finally able to shout for help.
Then he saw ng Qi lift his sleeve again. Followed by the trendous breeze, heaven and earth were turned around. Judge Cui was shocked as he turned smaller and smaller instantly and pulled into ng Qi’s sleeve.
“This...” Uncle Fu was utterly speechless.
ng Qi knocked on the table by his right hand. He was smiling as he said, “Is the Ten Halls Yama coming to get next?”
“I don’t know...” Uncle Fu admitted dumbly.
“They are all taken hostages. Who are you going to rely on next? Tell where you ca from now!” ng Qi yelled at him.
“I am the ghost of the Underworld. I was sent by the emperor to warn you not to mind others’ business!” when Uncle Fu ntioned the word emperor, he said it with pride and raised his voice unknowingly.
ng Qi chuckled, “There is a Celestial World above and the Nine Levels of Underground beneath. Ghosts and demons are present collectively and the nether is the connection of them both, so where does your Underground co from?”
“Underground is the masterpiece of the emperor!” Uncle Fu replied.
Underground was the masterpiece of the emperor? The Bull Head and Horse Face, Judge Cui, and the ghosts? ng Qi’s senses ca to life again as he was reminded about the Real Spirit Map. When the map disappeared mysteriously, it had successfully evolved. It is now more powerful than it used to be when it was retained in the Wang family but the real spirits inside had long been gone.
The List of Deification defined the ranks in heaven and earth. Is the Underworld really connected with the Real Spirit Map?
Who was the emperor?
Just when ng Qi was about to ask, Uncle Fu who was standing in front of his eyes turned into green smoke. The surrounding cool breeze was going away and the dark mist was fading, too. The crescent moon shone clear and dreamy again as if nothing had happened before.
ng Qi looked down on his empty right palm and turned his eyes to his vacant sleeve. He looked over the tightly shut door and He Xiang who was the responsible servant.
Whatever he experienced was like a dream.
ng Qi frowned.
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