"So, you've decided to accept the Sword Pill, haven't you?"
Ye Wushuang looked at his disciples with a calm gaze and spoke softly.
"Thank you, Master, for your generous gift!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo came to his senses, his eyes still ablaze with fervor, but his tone was even more respectful.
He no longer declined.
After all, he had truly coveted the Sword Pill Magic Treasure for a long time.
"Take it and bring back the Sword Array Diagram and Dragon King's Head to see me," Ye Wushuang threw the Sword Pill to Chen Mo.
"Yes, disciple will definitely not let down Master's high expectations!"
Chen Mo caught the Sword Pill and assured solemnly.
"Hmm, go now. Ah-Hu, Xiaoming, you guys stay here and keep watch, I'm going to find your Master Li!"
Ye Wushuang gave Chen Mo a slight nod, then turned to the other disciples eager to try and instructed.
"Yes, Master!"
Ah-Hu and Xiaoming had originally planned to go out with Chen Mo to see how their senior brother would take down the Dragon King's head!
But hearing Ye Wushuang's instructions, they immediately felt disappointed, yet still respectfully complied.
Seeing that they complied, Ye Wushuang no longer spoke, pinched a spell with his hands, and his figure suddenly soared into the air, swiftly racing toward the southeast!
His speed was as fast as thunder, resembling a fighter jet, emitting a fierce howl, leaving behind a long white trail in the air, and then vanished in a flash.
Chen Mo, a strong practitioner of the Divine Realm Fourth Layer, could only faintly see a dark shadow, while several disciples not yet in the Divine Realm had no idea where their master had flown to.
"Huh!!"
As soon as Ye Wushuang left, suddenly, the vegetation and stones reflecting the heavens lost the control of True Yuan, first dispersing the Dense Sword Qi that clung to them, then one by one plummeting down.
Seeing this, Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, he pulled up his True Yuan and channeled it into the Sword Pill in his hand.
"Clang!"
A clear sword cry rang out, the coiled soft sword, instantly stirred by the True Yuan, stood upright quickly, forming a three-foot Qingfeng!
And on the blade, two words shone with razor-sharp edges, Leopard Gall!
This was the Sword's name!
"Bang!!!"
A stone slab falling from the sky, over a meter long, almost struck a female disciple's head. Chen Mo, holding the Leopard Gall Sword, raised his hand and a burst of Sword Qi instantly shot out!
Turning the slab into powder!
After that, other large objects fell continuously, Chen Mo seemed to hardly make a move, but all the objects that could cause serious injury to his junior brothers and sisters were blasted into powder!
His junior brothers and sisters watched Chen Mo's actions, their eyes fervently on him.
Not worried about their own safety at all!
Finally, when these objects nearly stopped falling, only the last batch remained, nearly a hundred pieces of stone slabs and wood spurs came plummeting down at once!
Seeing this, Chen Mo's eyes flashed, holding the Leopard Gall Sword, he made a motion as if drawing the sword!
"Whoosh!!"
A blade of light suddenly appeared, like a gentle breeze, not even stirring up ripples on water, but the nearly hundred pieces of stone and wood in mid-air were instantly shattered, turning into powder and falling!
This was the realm of lifting weight as if it were light!
"Indeed, it's a fine sword!"
Chen Mo's sharp momentum, after the destruction of all vegetation and stones, quietly subsided, then holding the retracted Leopard Gall Sword pill, his eyes filled with joy and exhilaration!
"Congratulations, senior brother!"
"Congratulations, senior brother!"
Seeing this, Chen Mo's junior brothers and sisters all clapped and congratulated him.
Chen Mo smiled and said, "Let's all work hard together."
After that, he looked toward Ah-Hu, "Ah-Hu, you help me guard the mountain. I am now starting to break through to the Divine Realm Fifth Layer. Once successful, I will immediately go and settle the score with that Dragon King!"
A glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, Chen Mo's tone carried a chilling intent to kill, "Dare to kill my junior brothers and sisters, even if he is the Dragon King of Dragon King Hall, My master once suppressed their Dragon King underfoot, today, I, Chen Mo, can do the same!"
...
Hangzhou.
West Lake.
Sheng Rulai, dressed in a plain robe, sat alone on a wooden chair by the lake, his gaze fixed on the beautiful scenery of West Lake.
Lost in thought.
After the end of the dark turmoil, he had thought everything was over and he could return to Buddha's Land to continue his meditation, staying away from worldly distractions.
But when he returned to the Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, even the daily chants of the Sanskrit could not calm his mind. Every time he closed his eyes to meditate, as soon as he immersed himself in the sounds, visions of demons rampaging uncontrollably would suddenly emerge in his consciousness!
Snapping him out of his meditation!
Half a month later, Sheng Rulai's mind was completely disturbed, unable to meditate peacefully anymore.
He knew something was wrong, the impact of the demon chaos on him had been too great.
Afterward, he made a decision, since seclusion and cultivation were no longer feasible, why not engage in worldly cultivation?
Thus, he re-entered the world, wandering about, observing the various states of life, and unknowingly, he arrived at the shores of West Lake today.
"Sigh..."
Sheng Rulai gazed at the Leifeng Pagoda not far away, shimmering under the sunset, and sighed softly.
Initially, when he came to West Lake, he thought of staying with a high monk who lived on Leifeng, planning to discuss the Buddhist Law. However, he found out that the monk had died during the dark turmoil.
Even his body was never found.
Yes, that's right, the monk did not know martial arts, so when the dark turmoil struck, he had no means to defend himself.
Indeed, even if he had been a martial monk, at most he could have protected himself from sudden calamities, but still, he was no match for the fierce demons.
The monk was dead, and Leifeng Pagoda had also become deserted in the aftermath of the turmoil, with no one coming to pray for peace within a month after the chaos ended.
"Rustle rustle..."
As Sheng Rulai was pondering how to deal with the impact of the demons, suddenly, a sound came from the tranquil West Lake.
Sheng Rulai turned his head, expecting it to be the noise of a fish swimming, but it wasn't, instead, it was...
An ancient-looking small pagoda floated up from underwater!
"Hmm?!"
Upon seeing it, Sheng Rulai slightly pondered, sensing that magical mana fluctuations were emitting from the small pagoda!
"Is this a magic artifact?"
Sheng Rulai waved his hand, and immediately, the small pagoda that had floated to the edge of the lake flew up and landed in his hands!
Upon closer inspection, the small pagoda was exquisitely made, with a total of thirteen layers!
"This... somewhat resembles the Leifeng Pagoda?"
Sheng Rulai looked at the ancient-looking small pagoda in his hand for a few moments, then glanced towards the Leifeng Pagoda standing on Leifeng nearby, feeling increasingly that it was similar.
Not that they looked alike, but their Essence, Qi, and Spirit felt very similar!
"Could it be, this is the old Leifeng Pagoda?"
Sheng Rulai boldly speculated.
Yet, he then thought, wasn't the old Leifeng Pagoda already collapsed? Isn't the current Leifeng Pagoda built upon the collapsed old one?
"Or could it be that the legendary Leifeng Pagoda, which is believed to suppress Bai Suzhen, is not the commonly perceived pagoda but a magic treasure?"
Sheng Rulai speculated.
At that moment, a faint smell of blood suddenly wafted from the lakeside.
"Hmm?!"
In his deep contemplation, Sheng Rulai was suddenly jolted awake, as he turned his head to look toward the rippling West Lake.
"Splash!!"
The calm surface suddenly churned, water splashing everywhere, and a snow-white giant snake, at least three meters wide and of unknown length, suddenly thrust a snake head out, its cold snake eyes emotionlessly fixed on Sheng Rulai!
Not!
It should be said... it was fixed on the ancient-looking small pagoda in Sheng Rulai's hand!