743: Chapter 743: The Furious Buddha Suppresses Evil 743: Chapter 743: The Furious Buddha Suppresses Evil Qin Jun opened his eyes and calmly asked, “You did not ntion Sun Wukong, have they failed?”
Pipa answered, “Sun Wukong did not return, but Xiang Yu and Hou Yi did not sustain serious injuries.
Your Majesty should see for yourself.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Jun leaped up from the cauldron and, with magical power oozing from his pores, evaporated the dicinal liquid on his body.
He quickly took out a white robe from his storage ring and put it on.
Guided by Pipa, Qin Jun swiftly flew out of the Imperial Garden and arrived at the square in front of Junzheng Hall.
At that mont, Hou Yi and Xiang Yu were surrounded by civil and military officials, creating a commotion.
“His Majesty has arrived!”
Pipa shouted loudly, prompting everyone to quickly turn around and kneel to pay their respects to Qin Jun.
Qin Jun’s gaze fell upon Hou Yi and Xiang Yu.
They appeared as if they had not been in battle, yet their complexions were ashen and extrely unpleasant to look at.
In two days’ ti, even if they had been seriously wounded, they could have washed the blood from their bodies during their return journey; they certainly couldn’t be flying about bedecked in blood.
“What’s the situation?” Qin Jun asked gravely.
In truth, seeing that Hou Yi and Xiang Yu were unhard, he felt a vague sense of relief in his heart.
Hou Yi said through gritted teeth, “Sun Wukong indeed was in the Western Regions, and it seed he was controlled by Tathāgata and fought alongside him against us.”
As these words ca out, everyone was shaken, taking in sharp breaths of air.
Everyone knew how strong Sun Wukong was.
The performance he put on when Divine Wuji attacked was still stunning to recall.
Qin Jun furrowed his brows, Sun Wukong controlled by Tathāgata?
The first thing that ca to his mind was the Tight-Binding Curse.
Even if it wasn’t that, it was probably sothing similar.
Or perhaps Tathāgata had confused Sun Wukong’s mind, turning him into a puppet of war?
Otherwise, why would that old monk nad E’zang capture only Sun Wukong?
“Even so, for you all, Wukong is hardly a problem, right?” Qin Jun asked with furrowed brows.
“Sun Wukong has beco very powerful now, and the most important thing is that we dare not injure him.
We were restrained when fighting him,” Hou Yi said, shaking his head.
Xiang Yu cursed, “That baldy is too cunning!”
“Yes, besides Sun Wukong and Tathāgata, there is another Daluo Immortal in the Western Regions.
It should be that old monk nad E’zang.
He actually has mid-stage Daluo Immortal Realm cultivation,” Hou Yi said with an ugly expression.
Everyone gasped upon hearing this.
Qin Jun’s frown deepened.
With just E’zang alone, they could suppress Xiang Yu, who had just broken through to beco a Daluo Immortal, and with Tathāgata and Sun Wukong against Hou Yi, they would have definitely had an easy ti.
No wonder they had lost.
“So, we’re just going to let this go?” Li Yuanba asked discontentedly.
Jiuling Yuan Saint shot him a glance, signaling him not to speak out of turn.
“Tathāgata indeed sustained serious injuries.
I could feel that he wasn’t able to exert all his strength in the fight with , but he could still suppress those who have reached full completion of the Daluo Immortal Realm.
Fortunately, he’s not so strong as to leave in despair,” Hou Yi said, staring into Qin Jun’s eyes.
The aning in his words was simple: Now was the best ti to attack the Western Regions.
All the civil and military officials fixed their gaze on Qin Jun, waiting for his decision.
“Spread my orders: Train the troops and be ready for my command to attack the Western Regions!”
Qin Jun declared solemnly; these days of diligent dicinal cultivation made him feel he was not far from the Golden Immortal Realm.
“Yes!”
The generals shouted excitedly.
When Tathāgata’s split body attacked the Great Qin Celestial Court, they had developed a hatred for Tathāgata, and now that he had abducted Sun Wukong, rage burned within their hearts.
The Western Regions must be destroyed!
“Kua Fu, co with !”
Qin Jun suddenly called out to Kua Fu, causing him to be montarily stunned before he walked over to Qin Jun.
Although curious, the others did not ask any questions and quickly dispersed.
“You two go rest.
Recuperate and prepare for another battle with Tathāgata!” Qin Jun said to Hou Yi and Xiang Yu with a smile.
The two had perford admirably and their safe return from the Western Regions pleased him.
This was a reconnaissance of the high-end combat power of the Western Regions.
Tathāgata, E’zang, and Sun Wukong, whose strength had soared.
“Yes!”
The two n saluted and shouted.
Hou Yi glanced at Kua Fu, saying nothing.
He seed to vaguely guess sothing and a trace of excitent flashed in his eyes.
Half an incense stick’s ti later, Qin Jun returned to the Imperial Garden with Kua Fu and Pipa.
“You may leave.”
Qin Jun gestured for Pipa to go.
Pipa pouted and disappeared into the grove.
“Your Majesty, why have you summoned ?” Kua Fu asked, puzzled.
In the grand sche of the Great Qin Celestial Court, he could only be considered a second-tier general, and with few notable achievents, he didn’t believe that Qin Jun had summoned him for a reward.
“All beings are caught in the never-ending cycle of reincarnation.
I have had countless past lives, and so have you.”
Qin Jun spoke mysteriously with his hands clasped behind his back.
Kua Fu listened, baffled but did not interrupt, paying attention to Qin Jun’s continuing words.
“I want to restore you to the strongest state you’ve ever been in your cycles of reincarnation!” Qin Jun’s eyes blazed as he silently commanded inside his head, “System, restore Kua Fu to the peak of the God and Demon!”
Kua Fu was shaken at heart, not entirely understanding but ready to speak.
Just then, a black hole appeared above Qin Jun’s head, instantly absorbing Kua Fu.
“Kua Fu, don’t disappoint !”
Qin Jun murmured.
In his view, Kua Fu might not be as good as Hou Yi, but the difference shouldn’t be too great.
…
In the Western Regions, Leiyin Buddha Temple.
Tathāgata still sat at the top, resembling a golden Buddha, while disciples ford concentric circles around him.
All of their expressions were somber.
E’zang sat to the left of Tathāgata.
The day before, Tathāgata officially nad E’zang as the deputy leader of the Western Regions’ Buddhism, establishing the title of Zen Evil Wrathful Buddha.
Sun Wukong, clad in pitch-black armor, stood in the center of the great hall.
Even his helt was black, connected to an iron mask, still obscuring his face from view.
He held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand, emanating a fierce golden light.
“Great Qin Celestial Court actually has two Daluo Immortals.
The Holy Emperor of Qin’s ability to recruit strong allies is too strong.
We can no longer allow him to develop further!”
A Taiyi Realm Bodhisattva spoke heavily.
So far, there were only a dozen or so in the Western Regions’ Buddhist realm who had reached the Taiyi Realm, all being Bodhisattvas.
Tathāgata’s face also appeared sowhat grim as he had not expected the Great Qin Celestial Court to have grown so powerful.
“Let’s wait a little longer.
Once I have healed, I will convert Great Qin to Buddhism, bringing them into the fold of my faith!” Tathāgata declared, his anger flaring at the thought of his injuries.
He harbored extre hatred for Taoist Randeng, that madman who had appeared out of nowhere, trying to seize control of the Western Regions.
The most critical aspect was Randeng’s strength, which left him deeply concerned.
His gaze returned to Sun Wukong, encased in armor.
Tathāgata quietly asked, “Wukong, how is the integration with the sarira proceeding?”
Sun Wukong did not respond, utterly lifeless.
E’zang clicked his tongue in wonder, “The legendary sarira is indeed powerful.
This little monkey has already reached the full completion of the Golden Immortal Realm.”
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