Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 791 - 711: A Married Daughter is Like Spilled Water! 【Seeking Monthly Votes!】

"Right."

Lu Qingfeng suddenly remembered something, looking around in surprise, "Why haven't I seen second brother this time I came back?"

Without second brother livening up the atmosphere,

it really feels unusual.

"I had a conflict with Lingji, so I had him hide in advance," Qingjing Saint said.

With his Divine Skills,

and Lingji's Dao ability,

whether second brother Qingfox is here or not makes no difference, his presence would rather restrict me. Hence, I had Qingfox leave Yellow Wind Ridge early.

Lingji, ordered to detain Qingjing Saint, didn't pay much mind to the comings and goings of a mere Green Fox Demon.

Thus, he escaped with ease and hid somewhere unknown.

"I see."

"That's good."

He isn't in any misfortune nor captured by the Buddhist Sect, which is a relief.

Lu Qingfeng sighed in relief.

Then,

he took out two treasured items from his bosom—

a blue pearl,

and a golden staff.

"This—"

Qingjing Saint gazed at these two treasured items, his face revealing complex emotions as he looked at his younger brother, his eyes flickering.

These two items, naturally, were no strangers to Qingjing Saint—

"Wind Stabilizing Pearl."

"Flying Dragon Treasure Staff."

Rather than saying Qingjing Saint had been detained at Yellow Wind Ridge by Lingji all these years, it would be more accurate to say he was suppressed by these two treasures.

Any sign of escape, and Lingji would wield these treasures to capture him,

he suffered immensely.

Now seeing the treasures,

Qingjing Saint's emotions were complex.

Lu Qingfeng handed the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff and Wind Stabilizing Pearl to Qingjing Saint, saying, "These are the Supreme Treasures bestowed to Lingji Bodhisattva by Tathagata, and I seized them inadvertently. With my Dao ability, I fear I cannot protect them; brother, you'd better keep them."

Among the two treasures,

the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff was less concerning.

Qingjing Saint had cultivated the Sanmei Divine Wind to profound depths, and the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff alone couldn't restrain him. But the Wind Stabilizing Pearl was extraordinary, capable of stabilizing the countless winds of the world, it was his greatest nemesis.

Having the Wind Stabilizing Pearl, regardless in whose hands, always made Qingjing Saint wary, feeling as if a dagger hung above him.

Only in his own possession, he would not have to tremble.

"Little brother,"

Qingjing Saint looked at Lu Qingfeng, feeling deeply moved.

Who could have imagined?

Starting merely as an impulsive child, seeking to act as a bridge, a stepping stone, a medium, thereby connecting with Black Wind Mountain due to minor reasons, and in a mere few tens of thousands of years, had grown to such an extent, that ultimately it was through him that he was freed from the Buddhist Sect.

Even the two Supreme Treasures that had entrapped him for countless years had been seized and laid before his eyes.

Qingjing Saint was momentarily touched, and also felt ashamed.

He hesitated to take them.

Lu Qingfeng stuffed the two items into Qingjing Saint's hands, saying, "These two items in my hands are not treasures, but a curse, brother don't bring misfortune upon me!"

Saying this,

Lu Qingfeng added, "I have already erased Lingji's mana imprint with the Five-Colored Divine Light, but deep within, there should still be Tathagata's Primordial Spirit Imprint. Brother should be cautious in handling it to avoid Tathagata recalling these Supreme Treasures."

Lingji Bodhisattva's Dao ability was mediocre.

But Tathagata is one of the few Great Powers beneath the Saints, even with the Five-Colored Divine Light in Lu Qingfeng's hands, he could only eradicate the Buddha's Primordial Spirit Imprint temporarily.

He had to let Qingjing Saint figure it out himself.

If he could fully possess these two treasures,

without the restraint of the Wind Stabilizing Pearl and having another Supreme Treasure, the Flying Dragon Treasure Staff in hand, his previous condition of having Divine Skills but no Supreme Treasures would be reversed, and his brother would become even more formidable.

Truly an obstacle for immortals and Buddhas alike!

"With little brother like this, I really feel ashamed!"

Qingjing Saint, after hearing Lu Qingfeng to this extent, no longer refused, took the treasures, thanked Lu Qingfeng, but felt increasingly embarrassed and guilty.

"Brother, you are too polite."

Lu Qingfeng chuckled.

Qingjing Saint was about to speak.

At this moment.

The Mountain Guardian General who had just entered the mountain coincidentally came out, both men stopped talking instantly and looked over.

They saw the general approaching them and said, "Qingjing Saint, our Ancestor Master summons you in."

"Great!"

Qingjing Saint was delighted and, without saying more, promptly thanked the Mountain Guardian General and was about to take Lu Qingfeng into Black Wind Mountain.

"Wait."

But he was stopped by the Mountain Guardian General.

Lu Qingfeng had a thought, realizing something.

Yet Qingjing Saint was frowning, asking hesitantly, "What does the general mean?"

The Mountain Guardian General's expression was stern, speaking neither quickly nor slowly, "The Ancestor Master only summoned Qingjing Saint for an audience, no one else may enter!"

"Other people?"

Qingjing Saint was momentarily stunned, turned his head towards Lu Qingfeng, realizing who was being referred to, and frowned, "My little brother is the Qingjing Method Bamboo who gained Dao in Black Wind Mountain, and he has quite a connection with the Little Sect Leader, could there be some misunderstanding here?"

The Mountain Guardian General's expression remained unchanged, calmly saying, "This general only follows the Ancestor Master's decree."

There was no compromising.

Seeing this, Lu Qingfeng said to Qingjing Saint, "The Little Sect Leader's summoning must not be neglected; brother, you go in first, I'll wait outside."

As Qingjing Saint still seemed hesitant,

"Brother, please go ahead."

Lu Qingfeng urged him again.

The Mountain Guardian General was also becoming impatient.

"Alright."

"Then wait for me here."

Qingjing Saint finally relented, instructed Lu Qingfeng, and followed the Mountain Guardian General into Black Wind Mountain.

Watching his older brother disappear into the depths of the mountain path, out of sight,

Lu Qingfeng retracted his gaze.

He paused for a moment,

then turned and left.

Black Wind Mountain's Little Sect Leader seeing his brother but not him, at first, Lu Qingfeng was also somewhat surprised, even suspecting he might have offended this person.

But immediately after another thought, some realization dawned on him.

At the end of the day,

it was still a matter of identity and status.

He truly was a Qingjing Method Bamboo from Black Wind Mountain who had achieved enlightenment, the first in ten million years.

But it should be known that he was 'from childhood'— at the bamboo shoot stage, he was bestowed to the Sitting Arhat. He grew up in the Arhat Zen Temple, listening to Buddhist scriptures and laws, and afterwards, he was stolen by the Green Fox, only achieving enlightenment at Yellow Wind Ridge.

Thus, he truly had origins connected to Black Wind Mountain.

However, since he had already been given away, how could the Little Sect Leader of Black Wind Mountain shed his pride and take him back under his wing?!

If that were truly the case,

Wouldn't it be like taking back what was already given?

It might invite ridicule from all living beings in the Three Realms.

Realizing this,

Lu Qingfeng did not hold any hope, nor did he linger.

"If I were to painfully wait outside the mountain, it would only make it awkward for my brother."

It was better to leave early.

…

After leaving Black Wind Mountain,

Lu Qingfeng felt a sense of relief.

He had depended completely on his brother these past years, and this time he had finally repaid the kindness.

Yet looking around, he felt at a loss.

He could not go to Yellow Wind Ridge; he needed to find another place for secluded cultivation. Only when he was settled could he bring his wife, children, and disciples to join him.

Thinking this way,

"I should first visit the Heavenly Observation Marshal Mansion and resign from my position as Capturing God General."

"To make a proper end of it."

With his current Dao ability and Divine Skills, the small position of Divine General was truly an embarrassment; resigning early would bring him relief. Moreover, in the house of General Capturing God, he had many disciples serving, and he needed to make proper arrangements for them.

Once his mind was set,

he headed toward the Heavenly Observation Marshal Mansion.

The Marshal Mansion was not in the Heavenly Realm, nor on earth.

Instead, it was between the Nan Zhanbu Continent and the Heavenly Realm, within the Gang Wind Thunder Fire Layer, permanently enveloped in thunder. Controlled by the Marshal Mansion and transformed by the majestic power of the Thunder Department, it was the most suitable place for cultivators practicing Thunder Skills to cultivate.

Lu Qingfeng discerned the direction and set off flying east.

Black Wind Mountain was located on Two Realms Mountain.

Two Realms Mountain was located at the border of Nan Zhanbu Continent and Western Continent, towards the west.

Lu Qingfeng needed to cross Nan Zhanbu Continent to reach the Heavenly Observation Marshal Mansion.

Even with the Cloud Summit Steps,

it would take several days.

This day,

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Halfway there, he suddenly heard a ringing Buddhist chant followed by a flashing of Buddha Light.

Lu Qingfeng furrowed his brow.

Looking around, he carefully counted eighteen strands of Buddha Light. Without having to say more, it surely was the Eighteen Arhats appearing. As they neared, and he observed their auras and appearances, they were indeed those eighteen Venerables.

"This is endless!"

Lu Qingfeng, with an untroubled face, glanced at them, his gaze falling on the two most familiar Venerables, and he spoke loudly, "I, as a General, have just completed a demon-suppressing achievement, and was about to report back to the Thunder Department. What purpose do the Venerables have for blocking my way?"

He still held the position of Capturing God General.

Naturally, he did not hesitate to use the influence of the Thunder Department and Heavenly Court like a banner.

"Benefactor jests."

"You originally were a Qingjing Method Bamboo sought by poor monks from Black Wind Mountain, stolen by that Green Fox Demon. This time, we have come to take you back to the Arhat Hall, so that the Little Sect Leader of Black Wind Mountain cannot blame us later."

Sitting Arhat sat upon an auspicious cloud, Buddha Light gleaming behind his head, speaking loudly.

"Hmph!"

Lu Qingfeng had no affection for this Arhat.

When he had just transformed at Yellow Wind Ridge, he had almost been beguiled by this Arhat's Buddhist methods, and unexpectedly, he faced a devious trick. If it were not for his brother, the Qingjing Saint, intervening, he might have already 'converted' to Buddhism.

"What does your honor have to do with my enlightenment at Yellow Wind Ridge?"

Lu Qingfeng stared at the Sitting Arhat, feeling a sinking sensation in his heart.

Ever since leaving Black Wind Mountain, he had a foreboding feeling. Now encountering the Eighteen Arhats on his way seemed to confirm—

"I've been targeted by the Buddhist Sect!"

But there was more.

These Eighteen Arhat Venerables guessed that he would return from Black Wind Mountain empty-handed, alone.

Therefore, they set an ambush midway, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

However,

They thought that without the support of the Qingjing Saint, Ming Realm Lu Qingfeng could be easily captured. They underestimated him, the Qingjing Saint.

Lu Qingfeng was not afraid of the Eighteen Arhats.

But what worried him was—

"Even if I escape this time, as long as my origin persists, these Arhat Bodhisattvas still have an excuse to target me."

"If it's not resolved thoroughly, it will constantly bother me, and sooner or later, I'll be 'converted' to Buddhism."

Lu Qingfeng felt heavy, contemplating a permanent solution.

"You, the young benefactor, are clever with words, but unfortunately have been too influenced by the Yellow Wind, carrying the scent of demons."

"You should promptly return with me to the Arhat Zen Temple and recite Buddhist scriptures, which is the righteous path."

Sitting Arhat held his palms together, appearing somewhat compassionate.

Lu Qingfeng was disturbed.

Breaking out of his thoughts, he didn't ponder further.

In the moment, escaping the predicament was critical.

"Escaping isn't hard."

"A mere eighteen Arhats can't stop me."

Lu Qingfeng stared at the Sitting Arhat, reprimanding, "This General is going to report back to the Thunder Department. Venerable, by blocking my way, you leave me no choice but to take offense!"

As his words fell,

his Divine Skills activated first.

Lu Qingfeng's Great Method circulated, Xuan Light shining beneath his feet, taking a step as he was about to leap into the formless and vanish without a trace.

"Form the formation!"

The Eighteen Arhats, having waited for a long time, were prepared.

With a shout,

they raised the Arhat Formation, with Buddha Light shining, aiming to envelop Lu Qingfeng.

"What a powerful Arhat Formation!"

Lu Qingfeng scoffed coldly, seeing the allure, and didn't pause for a moment.

Continuing to traverse with the Cloud Summit Steps, but worried that his Supreme Great Divine Power might not appear well-practiced and deeply cultivated, he, therefore, raised a Five-Colored Divine Light behind him during his move, striking fiercely at the Arhat Formation.

In a single confrontation,

he managed to find a flaw in the renowned formation of the Three Realms, tearing open a large hole. Seizing the opportunity, Lu Qingfeng leaped through, slipping away without a trace.