The Anarchic Consort

There was no way for the exorcists to describe their current feelings.

They looked at Helian Wei Wei with their eyes full of shock and admiration.

Old Li was thrilled. It’s been a few centuries, no one has ever taken anything out from the royal tomb, not to mention the Sarira of the master.

Phoenix Girl is supposed to be the only person who is capable of doing this.

At least that was what Old Li thought.

But now… Old Li turned to gaze at Helian Wei Wei.

Without any hesitation, she asked the second question succinctly, “Great. Then, is the first Sarira real or fake?”

This time, the face that was facing Helian Wei Wei was Bodhisattva with a gently knitted brows. He sounded different from Gautama Buddha. He replied, “It’s fake.”

Bodhisattva tells the truth, so she only needs to confirm one of the two remaining Sariras.

Helian Wei Wei squinted before she gestured at the second Sarira. “What about this one?”

“It’s real.” The Gautama Buddha turned to look at her with an expression peaceful as ever. “Sir, all your three questions have been answered. Please make your choice now.”

Helian Wei Wei chuckled and looked into Gautama Buddha’s eyes. “I choose the third Sarira.”

“Sir, are you sure? I have told you that the second Sarira is the real one.” Gautama Buddha chanted Amitabha before he shook his head. “You’ll regret it.”

“I repeat, I will choose the third one, give me the Sarira,” Helian Wei Wei spoke with a soft tone but imposing manner.

“It seems that you are very certain with your choice.” Both Gautama Buddha and Bodhisattva smiled at Helian Wei Wei after they saw her resolute gaze.

The two-faced man rose into the air while the soil and dust whirled in the wind. The Light of Buddha, that could touch every being in the world, was emitted from the body of the two-faced man and shone on Helian Wei Wei, one beam after another. Her white shirt and green robes turned into radiant gold under the Light of Buddha. Just like the coronation of the King, sanskrit resonated across the graveyard as they were swamped by warm and serene sunlight.

“I have waited for you for centuries. Finally I meet the destined one. I didn’t expect to see an old acquaintance. Haha. Back then, you mingled into the human world with Dharma Bones. Now it’s time to return your Buddhist Gospel to you. Amitabha.”

As he ended his words, the two-faced man collapsed.

The Sarira that was glowing in the Light of Buddha landed on Helian Wei Wei’s hand.

She did not understand many of his words.

What does he mean when he said that I mingled into the human world with Dharma Bones?

Why am I his old acquaintance?

There was only one way to explain his words — she knew this Master in her previous life.

However, none of these was important as she had acquired the Sarira.

Almost without hesitation, Helian Wei Wei swallowed the Sarira in her hand.

At this moment, countless creatures in the rolling river were revived before they rushed out of the river.

The bell of the Hidden Spirit Temple rang for the 999th time.

Under the Light of Buddha, the Golden Lotuses blossomed.

The evil spirits from the netherworld, as though they were restrained, withdrew their claws. However, they could not suppress the crimson malevolence in their eyes.

“The Sarira in the royal tomb has been taken away too?” The King of Hell stopped in his tracks. From the side, his profile appeared beautiful yet arrogant. Under the radiance of the Flame of Hell, his face laced with a hint of mockery. “Interesting.”

Fearful, the judge stammered, “Mas… Master, Young… Young Master, he’s…”

“Gone again?” The King of Hell scoffed, “Don’t bother about him. And you, lock up all the most confidential documents in hell. Don’t let anyone see it, especially those who always create troubles to netherworld.”

The judge asked in surprise, “Is Master talking about the records of the two lords from Tian Dao and Buddhism a thousand years ago?”

“Yes.” The King of Hell laughed with a tinge of evil aura at the corners of his lips. “What do you think the person will do once he recovers his memory in Tian Dao?”

The judge studied his surroundings before he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. “I… I don’t know.”

Back then, the lord fell from heaven and was demonized.

No one could handle him.

However, Buddhism never allowed romance.

It was merely a heavenly tribulation that only tested the man’s capability to withstand it.

Nonetheless, the lord never seemed to care about the heavenly tribulation.

He was unstoppable.

He would kill anyone who stood in his way, including both demons and God.

His falling from the sky was, in fact, his self-exile!

Boom!

The last boom resonated across the atmosphere.

The Bridge of Helplessness of the netherworld began to shake.

Following the quake, more than half the royal tombs in the mountain had caved in, tossing the stones and dust into the air.

Ni Feng overlooked this scene before she hid her face in the man’s chest that was full of the fragrance of Buddhist incense.

This is the smell.

Back when she was standing in front of Gautama Buddha, this was the scent she was most familiar with.

Hehe, it seems like I’m the only one who remembers it.

That’s a story from a long time ago…

Bodhi, Bodhi, you didn’t even have a heart initially, but you fell in love with someone who nurtured you.

Alas, the person could not read your mind, causing you to begrudge her only because of a casual joke.

This is how I seized the chance to impersonate her impetuously!

However…

Ni Feng grabbed her long sleeves tight as she put on a gentle smile. “Wushuang, why didn’t we follow our original plan to occupy Helian Wei Wei’s body?” Instead, we’ve picked this mortal shell! This was undoubtedly her original mortal shell. However, she wanted to completely replace Helian Wei Wei. She could only become the true Phoenix Girl by disrupting the fortune. Then… she would be able to get the man!

Jing Wushuang paused the action of his long and slender fingers before he spoke with a gentle and warm voice, “After all, you’re back.”

“Were you hesitating just now?” Ni Feng put on a faint smile as her eyes glimmered. “It’s so rare to see you caring for someone other than me. Sigh, our Wushuang has really grown up. You’re no longer that little Bodhi tree I used to know.”

Upon listening to Ni Feng’s words, Jing Wushuang was reminded about the beautiful memories. His thin lips curled into a smile.

The ghost baby, that was watching from aside, felt a sense of bliss that it had been longing for.

It had heard too much from its master.

In order for the Phoenix Girl to return…

More precisely, in order for the lord to return, it’s master had exhausted all the methods.

For instance, when lord gave up on Buddhism and chose to perish, its master used the body of Bodhi to bear the last strike of heavenly tribulation on the lord’s behalf.

Owing to that, the Phoenix Girl was not banished by Six Dao, and was able to reincarnate.

They had been looking for her for 500 years.

They had also lost count of how many temples they visited.

Even after all the kowtows on the mountain road, he was not wishful to see her again.

He merely hoped to get a little clue about her whereabouts.

Finally, someone called out his name across the bamboo woods.

The ghost baby had never seen such joy on his master’s face.

Unfortunately, the lord never knew what his master had done for her.

She knew nothing about him bearing the heavenly tribulation for her, giving up his Dharma fate and using his 9999 lives in exchange for her reincarnation.

Nobody knew about these…