I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 266 - 130: The Empress’s Bottom Line! Little Thief, I Really Have to Control You Now! (6K)_4
Chapter 266: Chapter 130: The Empress’s Bottom Line! Little Thief, I Really Have to Control You Now! (6K)_4
Chen Mo was taken aback by the words and asked in confusion, "Have we met?"
"The benefactor hasn’t met this humble monk, but I have seen you," Shi Yun replied.
Shi Yun said, "That day on the street, I personally witnessed you striking my junior brother Hui Neng a hundred feet away."
"That gray-robed monk is your junior brother?"
Chen Mo shook his head, "So you just watched him get hit and did nothing?"
Shi Yun said calmly, "Non-abnormal people commit wrongdoing, abnormal people suffer the consequences, reaping what one sows, such is the nature for all beings. Hui Neng made his own choices and must naturally bear the consequences. Is there a reason why one can strike others but can’t be struck themselves?"
Chen Mo frowned, "Your junior brother stops others from participating in the Martial Arts Examination, yet you come to compete for the Martial Arts Champion? Does Wuwan Temple often say one thing and do another?"
Shi Yun said, "This humble monk is not here to compete for the Martial Arts Champion."
Chen Mo’s frown deepened, "Then what are you here for?"
"To save someone."
"..."
"Hui Neng prevented others from participating in the Martial Arts Examination to save people, and this humble monk participates in the Martial Arts Examination for the same reason."
"Every time this humble monk wins, one person puts down their killing intent and no longer fights for fame and profit. Is this not saving people?"
Seeing Shi Yun’s compassionate expression, Chen Mo sneered, "If that’s the case, then Master might as well concede, so that I don’t have to make a move."
Shi Yun shook his head, "If this humble monk concedes, the benefactor will still compete with others. But if this humble monk becomes the Martial Arts Champion without making a move, it will show that the Martial Arts Examination holds no meaning, and future participants will naturally decrease, thus saving more people."
"After all that, aren’t you still competing for the Martial Arts Champion?"
"To not compete is to compete, to compete is not to compete. This humble monk competes not for the Martial Arts Champion, but for compassion..."
"..."
Chen Mo’s head began to throb.
He realized that the monks of Wuwan Temple have some mental issues.
They all think they’re ’saving’ people in what they believe is the right way, without ever considering whether others need saving...
Dong——
The sound of a gong resonated.
Chen Mo, tired of the riddles, prepared to make his move.
Drawing the Broken Jade Blade, he had just taken a step forward when his body suddenly halted.
An inexplicable emptiness surged within him, making everything he was doing feel meaningless.
Even if he won the Martial Arts Champion, so what?
Fame and fleeting gains are like clouds passing by, gathering in the morning, dispersing by dusk, all grandeur is but an illusion, ultimately amounting to nothing.
Shi Yun whispered softly, fingering his Buddha Beads, "Amitabha Buddha, may the benefactor not remain lost in ignorance. Only by letting go of greed, anger, and obsession can one find peace and freedom..."
The emptiness in Chen Mo’s heart grew stronger, and his sword felt increasingly heavy.
His fingers slightly loosened, and the horizontal sword began to fall to the ground.
Shi Yun nodded, pleased, "It’s never too late to return from the wrong path..."
Mid-sentence, Chen Mo muffled a groan, blood trickling from his nose.
At the same time, his eyes regained clarity, and he kicked the still-falling Broken Jade Blade into the air, reaching out to seize the hilt.
Bang!
Lightning flashed and vanished!
The ground beneath him cracked abruptly, and in an instant, he appeared before Shi Yun. The sharp blade cleaved the space, and the bursting Sword Intent surged like a violent storm!
Dong!
The sound of metal clashing rang out!
A golden light radiated around Shi Yun, a phantom silhouette of an ancient bell blocking the Sword Qi. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Seeing his severely distressed expression, Chen Mo’s lips curled, bloodstained teeth forming a wide grin.
"Didn’t you say you wouldn’t make a move? Why are you blocking?"
"Amitabha, since the benefactor remains stubborn, this humble monk has no choice but to save you in another way."
Boom!
Shi Yun’s eyes suddenly widened, and brilliant golden light burst forth, carrying immense, unmatched power, which blasted Chen Mo backward!
Chen Mo’s feet carved two long grooves in the ground, stopping at the edge of the arena before he managed to steady himself.
Jade-colored scales emerged on his chest, firmly resisting the golden light, as he stepped toward Shi Yun, his grin growing more ferocious:
"Mumbling like chanting Amitabha, full of false compassion... Perhaps the Master should first consider how to save himself later!"
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