Chapter 37

Chapter 037: Disciples of the Buddha Sect

Yue Hongling left.

She initially planned to go on an adventure with Feng Wuxie, but once he woke up, she felt quite awkward around him.

So she decided to leave for a bit.

Not a complete departure, though; she unleashed a secret technique that concealed her aura. Unless seen with the naked eye, no one in the Genius Ancient Battlefield would sense her presence—well, except for her Senior Brother.

She watched Feng Wuxie from a distance.

“Phew… good thing I left.” Feng Wuxie looked at the dark night sky, no longer able to detect Yue Hongling, and let out a sigh of relief.

That was scary.

“Senior Brother—what a masculine title. How can he be so reassured letting a beautiful girl follow me around? If anything went wrong, you bet her Senior Brother would come to kill me.”

Yue Hongling couldn’t help but chuckle.

Feng Wuxie had clever thoughts.

But he wasn’t wrong; in her past life, when her Senior Brother found out she had a crush on Feng Wuxie, he got pretty violent.

He even tied her up to prevent her from rescuing Feng Wuxie when he was in danger.

That’s how Feng Wuxie ended up dead.

He kept blabbing about it being a trap, aimed specifically at him.

How could that be? Feng Wuxie had never even met her Senior Brother. It was just jealousy hitting the roof.

She held onto that grudge against her Senior Brother for a long time, but with time, it gradually faded away.

In this life, her Senior Brother shouldn’t disturb her anymore.

Finally, she could pursue her true love.

Yue Hongling’s little dilemma was something Lu Ye absolutely wanted no part of.

If all went according to plan, Yue Hongling would meet her end in the Genius Ancient Battlefield.

She would definitely die!

How can I be so sure?

Because Lu Ye died there first.

That was his first life, wasted saving Yue Hongling, and it wouldn’t happen like that this time.

Lu Ye was training hard at the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

Although the Genius Ancient Battlefield was filled with various cultivation spots and treasures, Lu Ye didn’t lack any of that.

He just needed to cultivate!

The results from the Heavenly Spirit Pool exceeded what he had imagined.

In just over three days, he broke through once again.

Now he was at the sixth level of Breaking Embryo.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was the highest-ranked in the Genius Ancient Battlefield.

As for battle power—let’s not even go there.

He wasn’t particularly interested in killing, be it monsters or those crazy divine beings. He just wanted to focus on his training!

But just because he wasn’t looking for trouble didn’t mean trouble wouldn’t find him.

The Heavenly Spirit Pool was a fantastic treasure spot, so naturally, many eyes were on it.

“Amitabha!”

Lu Ye was slightly taken aback by the chant.

Buddhism?

He thought of various troublesome factions that might come looking for him, but he never expected the first visitors would be monks.

Lu Ye didn’t open his eyes.

“Benefactor, this place is connected to the Buddha. I kindly request you to change your location for your cultivation,” a gentle voice said.

Lu Ye replied calmly, “I haven’t provoked Buddhism by cultivating here, and you are not my match. I advise you not to provoke me either.”

“Benefactor, how can this be seen as provocation? From afar, I have seen a brilliant Buddha light here, and all this spirit water must have transformed from a relic. Please, I urge you to relocate.”

Lu Ye slowly opened his eyes.

One bald head, two bald heads, three bald heads…

There were seven Buddhist disciples in total.

“You’re trying to kick me out while bringing up connections with the Buddha? You Buddhists always twist nonsense into reason—shameless!”

“You speak wildly. Our Buddhism is rooted in compassion. If other monsters came and saw you alone, they would have long since attacked you. Do not be stubborn!”

“Annoying!”

“You dare!”

Lu Ye produced a Stone Sword.

With one swing, the blue sword light surged, causing ripples across the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

The seven Buddhist disciples radiated golden light but watched in shock as the blue sword light cut through their golden glow like a hot knife through butter.

Blood stained the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

One by one, severed bodies fell into the water.

Lu Ye closed his eyes again.

The world grew quiet once more.

His cultivation continued.

Meanwhile, a group of monks finished cleaning up the battlefield.

“Amitabha, as monks, we are compassionate. When monsters disrupt the world, we will transcend them as is in accordance with the Dao.”

“Indeed!”

“Has Duwen gone to the Heavenly Spirit Pool?”

The lead monk had red lips and white teeth, with a dot of golden light in his brow, looking holy and mild—if it weren’t for the blood dripping from his Zen staff, one would never suspect he was anything but a benevolent monk.

Not everyone in the Buddha Sect gets to carry a Zen staff.

Ordinary monks carry sticks, higher-up monks carry staves, and anyone who can hold a ceremonial staff at such a young age is probably a disciple of the Buddha.

Some held bells, some held rings, and some held plates—plenty of variety.

“In response to Dusheng’s question, Duwen did indeed head to the Heavenly Spirit Pool.”

“The Heavenly Spirit Pool is suitable for cultivating Buddhist scriptures—a good place, suitable for ordinary disciples to go. Du Neng, you take the disciples below the ninth level of Yuan Dan there.”

“This bell is called the Causality Bell. If anything unusual happens, shatter it, and I will arrive immediately.”

“Understood!”

“The rest follow me to search for Buddhist relics elsewhere.”

“Yes!”

Du Neng watched as a dozen monks departed, then turned his gaze toward the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

“All of you, follow me!”

Dozens of monks rushed toward the Heavenly Spirit Pool.

Lu Ye remained deep in his cultivation.

It wasn’t long before Du Neng led a group of monks to arrive, seeing Lu Ye suspended above the Heavenly Spirit Pool, with wisps of mist continuously flowing into Lu Ye’s heart.

The seven Buddhist disciples were all cut in half, floating on the surface of the Heavenly Spirit Pool, along with many bodies of monsters and humans.

The originally beautiful Heavenly Spirit Pool now looked like a den of demons.

“Duwen!”

Du Neng cried out in despair, his eyes wide open, like a wrathful Vajra.

“Did you kill Duwen and the others?” Du Neng shouted angrily.

Lu Ye, disturbed once again, didn’t open his eyes but felt dozens of Buddhist auras approaching.

Tsk, looks like all the disciples of Buddhism are going to die at my hands today.

They send in a batch after I take them out, and each batch seems stronger, but they still can’t escape death.

“Disturbing my quiet cultivation, you’re not worth sparing.” Lu Ye spit out eight measured words.

Du Neng’s eyes blazed with rage.

“How dare you harm others just for your quiet cultivation? How are you any different from a monster?”

“Today, I shall subdue the monsters! All disciples, obey my command!”

“Yes!”

“Eighteen Arhat Demon-slaying Formation!”

“Yes!”

Eighteen monks leaped onto the surface of the Heavenly Spirit Pool, merging their energies into one so that hitting one was like hitting all eighteen—an utterly perplexing formation in Buddhism.

Lu Ye opened his eyes.

“Always seeking death, why bother?”

The eighteen Arhats had their eyes wide open, their bodies glowing with golden light as if painted in gold.

“Exterminate!”