Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 236 - 138: Master Sanzang and Wasting Talent!

Chapter 236: Chapter 138: Master Sanzang and Wasting Talent!
What, that’s it?
Hui Yan watched as Zuo Xiaoluo casually sliced through the barrier of the Tier Eight Saint King Realm with a single stroke, ascending to the Tier Nine Saint King Realm as easily as drinking water. Hui Yan almost felt his brain shrink.
Hui Yan’s pupils trembled, and his expression was dazed, looking at Zuo Xiaoluo as if he had seen a ghost!
What kind of sorcery is this?
Who ascends like this?
If she goes on like this, how can anyone else survive?
Zuo Xiaoluo didn’t notice Hui Yan’s expression, or rather, even if she did, she didn’t care.
To her, breaking through to the Tier Nine Saint King Realm wasn’t anything remarkable.
In fact, if it weren’t for hearing that Zhao Yi had poor cultivation potential, and fearing that her level being too high would put pressure on him, she would have broken through to Tier Nine long ago.
Now, although Zhao Yi still couldn’t cultivate, his physical body had been tempered to the limit of Tier Nine. Zuo Xiaoluo no longer had to worry about him feeling pressured, so she naturally didn’t need to suppress her own cultivation anymore.
"Master Sanzang?"
After breaking through to the Tier Nine Saint King Realm, Zuo Xiaoluo’s Divine Sense greatly improved.
She looked at Huafa Temple in front of her, tilting her head, her eyes full of confusion.
According to Hui Yan, Master Sanzang, who buries the sky, the earth, and all beings, should be a peerless fiend with boundless murderous aura.
However, in Zuo Xiaoluo’s perception, the aura of Fahua Temple was peaceful, without any manic killing intent, not even a trace of violence.
This didn’t seem like the abode of a murderous demon, but rather the place of a highly cultivated monk.
"Interesting!"
Zuo Xiaoluo put away her cleaver, looking at the gate of Fahua Temple with great interest.
At the same time, Hui Yan felt a familiar aura approaching, his whole body tensed up instantly, his face full of vigilance.
"General, be careful, he’s coming out!" Hui Yan reminded.
Zuo Xiaoluo didn’t speak, still watching the direction of the gate.
Creak!
The temple door opened, and a middle-aged monk, wearing a moon-white robe and looking thin, slowly walked out.
He had an exquisite appearance, eyebrows like a painting, deep eyes, delicate features, and a face with sharp contours like carved by a knife and axe, making him unforgettable at first sight.
"Are you Master Sanzang?"
Zuo Xiaoluo’s gaze swept over Master Sanzang’s face without paying special attention.
She was more concerned about the aura emanating from Master Sanzang.
According to Hui Yan, this Master Sanzang should be a god of death, but Zuo Xiaoluo couldn’t sense any killing intent from him.
His aura was as peaceful as a contented capybara.
"Amitabha."
Master Sanzang clasped his hands together and bowed to Zuo Xiaoluo.
"This humble monk is Sanzang, greeting the General."
His voice was neither hurried nor slow, his movements neither light nor heavy, his tone neither flattering nor dismissive, making no one feel disregarded.
Zuo Xiaoluo looked past Master Sanzang toward the back, seeing the vast Fahua Temple empty, and asked with some doubt, "Is it just you here?"
Master Sanzang nodded, "A day ago, this humble monk sensed a great disaster approaching, so I dispersed all my disciples!"
"A day ago?" Hui Yan exclaimed.
He stared at Master Sanzang in shock, "Has your Buddhist Dharma improved again?"
Zhao Yi’s action to surround Sumeru Mountain was sudden, and Hui Yan only knew the Imperial Guard had arrived when the army laid siege.
If they had known Zhao Yi was coming, the monks at Little Leiyin Temple would have run long ago!
Hui Yan hadn’t expected Master Sanzang to detect it in advance.
Master Sanzang clasped a spell seal in his hands and smiled gently, "This humble monk chants Buddhist scriptures at night and occasionally gains insights, making my brother laugh."
Hui Yan quickly returned the bow, "Congratulations, Master, on the nearing completion of your great path!"
After speaking, Hui Yan quickly glanced at Zuo Xiaoluo.
Master Sanzang had entered the Enlightenment Realm and had become an eminent person, which was a major event in the Buddhist Sect!
Zuo Xiaoluo paid no attention to Hui Yan.
She drew the cleaver with a hearty laugh, "Then your prediction is quite accurate!"
After this, the cleaver in her hand drew a dazzling arc in the air, slicing towards Master Sanzang’s neck without any discernible pattern.
Hui Yan couldn’t understand this slash.
He saw Zuo Xiaoluo’s cleaver descending lightly, seemingly powerless, and thought she was going easy, so he sighed with relief.
Unexpectedly, Master Sanzang’s expression changed dramatically!
He looked at that seemingly ordinary cleaver as if it were the world’s most terrifying thing, unable to maintain his previously calm and gentle smile as his facial muscles twisted and his eyes filled with bloodlust, appearing like a bloodthirsty maniac!
"Wait!"
Master Sanzang, under great pressure, shouted with all his might, "I am willing to surrender, spare me..."
Poof!
The cleaver fell, and the head flew.
The round bald head rolled far on the stone slate, finally falling into a pit full of dead leaves, which then buried it.
Master Sanzang, who buried the sky, the earth, and all beings, was ultimately buried by a pit of yellow earth and dead leaves.
"Holy shit!"
Hui Yan reacted a beat too late.
When he saw the headless corpse spraying blood, he burst out in shock.
"You madwoman, why did you kill him?"
Although it was also a Buddhist monk being beheaded, Hui Yan’s reaction this time was much more extreme than when Mistress Huijue was killed.
Hui Yan exclaimed in despair, "Master Sanzang had already reached enlightenment, don’t you know what enlightenment signifies?"
Zuo Xiaoluo pondered for a moment and said, "Does it mean he has killed many innocent people?"
Hui Yan’s expression froze for a moment, then he frantically shouted, "Put down the butcher’s knife, and become a Buddha on the spot!"
Zuo Xiaoluo chuckled disdainfully and said, "It’s one thing to deceive others, but don’t deceive yourselves! Ask yourselves honestly, have any of those demons who put down their butcher’s knives truly become Buddhas?"
Hui Yan retorted unwillingly, "Even if what you say is true, Master Sanzang is in the Enlightenment Realm. Those he killed were the foundation of his enlightenment journey; it’s their honor!"
Hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo abruptly placed a knife to Hui Yan’s throat, smiling as she said, "I am also seeking enlightenment. Why don’t you become the foundation for my enlightenment journey? It would be your honor too!"
Hui Yan’s face changed.
He could sense the unabashed killing intent on the knife.
Hui Yan knew that Zuo Xiaoluo’s patience with him was at its limit.
If not for Zhao Yi’s previous orders, Zuo Xiaoluo might have killed him already!
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Hui Yan sighed and earnestly said, "Grand General, you’ve misunderstood. This humble monk has no such intention. I merely feel that a high monk in the Enlightenment Realm emerging in the Buddhist Sect is of extraordinary significance. Moreover, Master Sanzang only killed cultivators of the Cultivation Realm and did not dare disturb the mortals of the Mortal World. The Crown Prince could fully utilize his value; killing him is such a waste!"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo withdrew the knife and replied indifferently, "You overestimate such small players. Even if he were a Buddha who achieved enlightenment, in the eyes of the Crown Prince, he would still be an ant!"
After speaking, Zuo Xiaoluo sheathed the knife and strode forward.
She urged, "Let’s go, there’s just one last stop at Little Leiyin Temple! Once all those monks are wiped out, I can go see the Crown Prince!"
Hui Yan sighed.
As they passed the dirt pit covering Master Sanzang’s bald head, his lip twitched.
The Buddhist Sect had not seen an Enlightened One for over a thousand years.
Now, just when one finally emerged, he hadn’t even been put to good use before encountering a god of slaughter, dying abruptly.
"Such a waste, such a waste!"
Hui Yan was frustrated enough to stomp his foot, but upon seeing Zuo Xiaoluo’s knife at her waist out of the corner of his eye, he cautiously put his foot down.
This woman is truly terrifying!
Master Sanzang, with his boundless cultivation, had entered the Tier Nine Saint King Realm decades ago.
Yet, he couldn’t withstand even a single strike from this newly advanced Tier Nine Saint King Realm woman!
Hui Yan naturally wouldn’t consider Master Sanzang to be weak.
He had lost many times to Master Sanzang and even took pride in surviving under his hands.
If Master Sanzang was considered weak, then what could he be?
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Hui Yan recited the Buddha’s name towards Master Sanzang’s head, then shook his head.
Hui Yan had cultivated at Little Leiyin Temple for over a hundred years, witnessing the prosperity of the Buddhist Sect, believing that all the temples united could stand against the Great Xia Imperial Court.
Thus, when Zhao Yi previously granted Little Leiyin Temple to him, he was so excited.
Now it seemed, in the eyes of the Great Xia Imperial Court, the Buddhist Sect was nothing at all.
Hui Yan finally understood the meaning of being a big fish in a small pond.
He had previously advised Zuo Xiaoluo, fearing the Buddhist Sect might incite a riot.
No wonder Zuo Xiaoluo couldn’t be bothered with him.
Zuo Xiaoluo wasn’t disbelieving that the Buddhist Sect wouldn’t cause trouble; she wasn’t afraid if they did.
The destruction of Sumeru Mountain was a testament to her indifference towards other temples.
"That lunatic, that demon, that murderous fiend!"
Hui Yan felt his heart skip a beat, his emotions in turmoil.
Alas!
Hui Yan suddenly sighed, losing all enthusiasm.
Originally, he had grand ambitions, wanting to shape a Buddhist Sect entirely under his control.
Zuo Xiaoluo’s strike not only killed Master Sanzang, but also extinguished his ambitions!
Even if they reconstructed the Buddhist Sect, what then?
If Master Sanzang couldn’t withstand a single strike from Zuo Xiaoluo, how could he?
Moreover, Zuo Xiaoluo was merely the General of the North for the Great Xia Court.
The truly terrifying forces of the Great Xia, like Xuanzhen Temple and the Imperial Clan Court, hadn’t even mobilized.
Hui Yan had always been puzzled why the powerful Buddhist Sect would willingly remain suppressed by the Zhao Clan in the Cultivation Realm, never daring to step into the Mortal World.
Now, it wasn’t that the Buddhist Sect didn’t want to; they simply didn’t dare!
"If the Cultivation Realm exists, why must it contend with the Great Xia Zhao Clan?"
Hui Yan let out a long sigh, as his ambitions and desires nurtured over years at Little Leiyin Temple vanished completely!
"The Great Xia Zhao Clan truly leaves cultivators in despair!"
Hui Yan thought to himself, watching Zuo Xiaoluo walk away, then glanced one last time at Master Sanzang’s bald head, before suddenly spitting on it.
This was his declaration of breaking ties with the Buddhist Sect!
Hui Yan finally remembered he was part of Xuanzhen Temple, a member of the Zhao Clan.
As long as he clung tightly to the Zhao Clan’s support, he would live a good life.
Only a fool would think of establishing a separate faction!
Realizing this, Hui Yan suddenly felt enlightened.
"Grand General, there are many restrictions at Little Leiyin Temple. I have some duplicates here; let me lead the way!"
Meanwhile.
Zhao Yi and his group also entered the Buddhist Secret Realm.
Elder Hui Yuan, with hair and beard all white, fawningly took the lead, clearing the way.
"Crown Prince, there are many restrictions at the entrance of the Buddhist Secret Realm, but I have some duplicates here; let me lead the way!"
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