The Prodigies War

For Lin Xun, all his experiences seemed to have dragged on through several springs and autumns. It was unknown how much time had passed.

But to Mu Zheng, who was standing outside the white jade lotus seat, only a quarter of an hour had passed.

He stood still, waiting patiently.

His severed right arm had been reattached using a secret art. Even if it had not been restored to its former state, it wouldn’t affect him in battle.

The thought of all the previous encounters brought a gloating feeling to his heart.

He practiced Buddhism so he attached great importance to fate and karma, and he believed that what he saw related to the principle of karma.

From every single drink to every single bite, there is nothing that is not preordained!

If something doesn’t belong to you, no matter how hard you work, all efforts would be in vain!

It is a pity that an outstanding figure among the younger generation like the boy will meet with misfortune, but perhaps this is the heavens will.

With that thought, a smile curved around the corners of Mu Zheng’s lips.

After the kid is gone, the withered bodhi root and the Saint treasure in his hand will belong to me. This…what a great fortune!

“Huh?”

But Mu Zheng came to notice that Lin Xun, whom he had treated as dead, had opened his eyes.

Did that guy not die?

Mu Zheng’s eyes bulged wide open, and he felt an indescribable suffocating feeling in his chest. How is that possible?

Lin Xun was at first startled to see Mu Zheng, but then he couldn’t help asking, “You’re still here? Do you know how much time has passed?”

Mu Zheng blinked blankly. What do you mean by that? Are you mocking me that I haven’t made it onto the white jade lotus seat?

He has gone too far!

Mu Zheng’s face turned cold and overcast. “Miscreant! Don’t be so arrogant. Even if you have survived this, you are still doomed!”

Lin Xun ignored him, casually seated himself on the white jade lotus seat, and stared ruminatively at the chunk of dead root in his hand.

In his mind, the scenes he just saw seemed to be flashing across, causing erratic thoughts to stream through his head.

“If you take that step, even Saints will meet with misfortune. What situation is that?” Lin Xun murmured.

He could not forget everything he had seen.

Under the Bodhi Tree, two Saints finally founded a dao scripture that carried on the past and opened up the future after countless years of hard work, thereby setting off visions across heaven and earth.

Who would have thought that such a glorious feat that should have amazed all ages would bring with it a tribulation of death…

Lin Xun was certain that both Saint Monk Duji and Black Phoenix Saint Queen were dead, and that they had died on this lotus seat. Moreover, they were killed by the golden, ruler-like figure!

This suggested that, back in the ancient era, the two Saints had made the forbidden step and so they suffered a tribulation!

This truth was all the more chilling.

“Miscreant! Are you listening to me?” A yell jolted Lin Xun out of his deep thought.

He raised his eyes, only to see Mu Zheng staring at him with a livid face like an infuriated arhat. He looked as though he hated the fact that he couldn’t kill Lin Xun.

“Monk, you can’t even get on this lotus seat, are you qualified to yell here?” Lin Xun shouted in an absent-minded manner.

At the same time, a strange feeling rose in his heart. He sharply sensed that his power of dao comprehension was changing, undergoing earth-shaking improvements!

His fire dao advanced to the next level of the Dao Meaning Stage!

The Star Annihilation Heaven Devourer Dao soared into the Dao Ripple Stage!

While his water dao, which had already reached the perfect level of the Dao Meaning Stage, soared to the Dao Truth Stage!

What was dao truth?

The true meaning of the dao.

The truth was the true meaning of the essence.

Dao Truth was the true meaning of the essence of the dao.

It was the third great stage of dao cultivation. Once a cultivator reached this stage, they would gain a much deeper understanding of the power of the dao, pry into its essence and wonderful truth, and realize its true meaning.

In battle, the power of Dao Truth was more than terrifying, able to cast different forms of dao arts and more than twice as powerful as that of the Dao Meaning Stage!

Generally speaking, almost no one at the Cyclic Derivation Stage could comprehend the power of Dao Truth because it involved the essence of the great dao. Only Life Death Stage Kings who had to see through life and death could comprehend the transcendent power.

But Lin Xun was able to cultivate his water dao power to the level of Dao Truth despite being only at the Cyclic Derivation Stage. If this matter spread, it would no doubt set off countless uproars.

“Miscreant! You have already got your hands on the blessing, so why are you not stepping down from the lotus seat? Could it be that you are afraid?” Mu Zheng’s voice rang like a bell in the distance.

He was being disregarded again!

That guy looks so distracted, and he never paid attention to me from the very beginning! He is far too arrogant!

Even if Mu Zheng was known to have a rock-solid state of mind, his face reddened and he couldn’t contain his anger anymore.

“So noisy! Monk, can you be quiet for a second?”

Lin Xun’s thoughts were interrupted again. He wrinkled his brows. That guy is so irritating! He calls me a miscreant every time he speaks. Does he really think that I am afraid of him?

While Lin Xun was speaking, he fell into a trance again. It dawned on him that the comprehensive transformation of his dao power should be connected to everything he had experienced just now!

He seemed to have gained nothing when he sat under the Bodhi Tree and listened to the teachings and conversations of the two Saints, but in truth, he was undergoing a rare and incomparable process of dao comprehension!

“All these experiences are very likely related to this bodhi root...” Lin Xun’s face lit up with enlightenment.

He was able to travel to ancient times and witness the scene of the two Saints because he held this piece of dead root!

Sitting in the palm of his hand was a piece of scorched dead root as if it had been struck by lightning. It was less than a foot long and around the thickness of an arm.

Lin Xun was certain that this was a part of the towering Bodhi Tree with a magnificent green glow that once stood beside the two Saints!

Boom!

With a terrifying sound of collision, light beamed into the sky.

Lin Xun raised his head to see Mu Zheng staggering backward from the impact, his face ashen and distressed.

Just now, he couldn’t hold himself back from attacking and climbing the lotus seat to kill Lin Xun. However, he was blasted away instead.

“Destiny is decided by the heavens, and it’s useless to go against it. Monk, why bring that upon yourself?” Lin Xun sighed, but then he failed to suppress his laughter.

Mu Zheng was so furious that he almost coughed up blood. Not only was he being disregarded and suffering from such ridicule, but worst of all, he also failed to get near the white jade lotus seat!

Regardless of how calm his state of mind usually was, he was going berserk with rage.

“Miscreant, do you dare to come down and fight?!” Mu Zheng roared like a lion, shaking the sky.

However, his jaw dropped the next moment because Lin Xun looked distracted and absent-minded once again.

Mu Zheng felt a tightness and suffocating feeling in his chest and almost coughed up blood again.

As one of the strongest eighteen sons of the Earth Treasury Temple, he was also a well-respected and illustrious name whom many people looked up to in this world. When had he ever been ignored like that?

“Miscreant, I will end you and help your soul find peace today!” Mu Zheng hissed through gritted teeth.

In truth, he knew that he was so angry not because he was ignored, but because he realized that he might not be able to take the Bodhi root!

This was the key point!

Otherwise, some mocking and ignoring would never make him lose his composure.

Lin Xun continued to ignore Mu Zheng because he was surprised to find that wisps of mysterious golden power were sealed within the bodhi root!

“It’s that guy.“ Lin Xun trembled inwardly while the golden figure flashed across his mind.

“Remember it!”

“Mustn’t forget it…”

The voices of Duji and the Saint Queen echoed in his ears once again. Lin Xun knew that the golden power was the key to the downfall of the two Saints!

“If there is one day when I can make the step that the two Saints took, will I also be killed by this terrifying power?”

Lin Xun realized the importance of that golden power!

If he could decipher the mystery behind it then he might be able to avoid the disaster that led to the death of two Saints!

At the same time, while he was intently observing the scorched bodhi root with his mind, a dao scripture inheritance power emerged in his heart.

It was extremely obscure, sacred, vague, and boundless. Faintly, there seemed to be deafening brahma sounds and phoenix cries.

The Great Treasury Silent Scripture!

Lin Xun’s heart pounded violently, and his skin quivered with excitement. To his surprise, the withered bodhi root contained the dao scripture created by Saint Monk Duji and Black Phoenix Saint Queen!

Lin Xun had witnessed the process of the two Saints creating the scripture so he knew that the mysterious secrets of the scripture were developed from the Great Earth Treasury Scripture and the Black Phoenix Silent Annihilation Art!

Boom!

However, before he could investigate carefully, he began swaying from side to side.

He looked up to see Monk Mu Zheng repeatedly striking the white jade lotus seat like he had turned crazy.

A cold light glinted in Lin Xun’s black eyes. He stood up, unable to stand it anymore.

The white jade lotus seat was a relic of Saint Duji, and Mu Zheng also came from the Earth Treasury Temple just like Saint Duji, but he didn’t hesitate to destroy the lotus seat to kill Lin Xun and take the bodhi root!

“Stop!” Lin Xun commanded coldly.

But Mu Zheng’s expression remained unchanged. “Can you not sit steadily? Too late!”

He was entirely bathed in Buddhist light, and his mighty body looked as tall as a mountain. He never stopped his attack once. Instead, it only grew more and more violent.

But when Lin Xun was about to counterattack, a black shadow rushed out with incredible speed like it teleported and silently appeared behind Mu Zheng.

Lin Xun narrowed his eyes. The figure was shaped like a black phoenix with wings as dark as eternal night and with wisps of blazing flames. It was the Buddha embryo that had escaped from the altar earlier!

However, it was clutching a black pot-like object and furtively motioning Lin Xun to be quiet.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Zheng seemed unaware of all that. He clenched his teeth and frantically attacked the white jade lotus seat.

And then—

With a loud boom, the black bird whacked Mu Zheng’s bald head with the black pot.