"But if we have the Golden Benba Bottle, that changes everything."
"Those lamas from Esoteric Buddhism, in pursuit of power, pay homage to various Protective Evil Gods and practice Outer Path Spells. By all rights, they should have suffered divine retribution long ago. But they remain unscathed. Do you know why?"
He asked and answered himself, his eyes revealing an uncontrollable fanaticism.
"Because each branch of the Esoteric Buddhism worships a Saint Relic, used to coalesce Ambrosia and perform Dharma Transmission. It not only purifies the soul but also cleanses the body, removing the negative effects of excessive use of Extraordinary Abilities."
"So High Monks, even at the brink of death, can retain their soul consciousness through the Saint Relic, achieving the miracle of reincarnation."
"Such a Holy Object is known in Esoteric Buddhism as the Golden Benba Bottle, always held as the town’s treasure, hidden from outsiders."
"Of course, what they have are just replicas. The Treasure Bottle unearthed from West Mountain is the first genuine historical Golden Benba Bottle."
"Moreover, it’s said that the Golden Benba Bottle contains the Shariputra ford from a Living Buddha’s passing, infused with the Spiritual Power remaining after the body is cremated. Absorbing it will undoubtedly double one’s Strength!"
At this point, Lord Bao took a pause, his gaze locking onto Fang Cheng, trying to catch a hint of interest on his face.
Seeing Fang Cheng’s unchanged expression, he reluctantly gave up, then slowed his speech, speaking earnestly:
"Brother, I know you have concerns, but think about how rare this opportunity is. If you miss it, it might never co again."
"Right now, we’re just short of a capable assistant like you. If you’re willing to join us, after success, benefits are guaranteed to co your way."
Fang Cheng leaned back on the sofa, eyes slightly lowered, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
The rich rewards described by Lord Bao sounded enticing, but on careful thinking, seed sowhat
The bottle, claid to suppress physical mutations and heal ntal ailnts, is indeed irresistibly attractive to ordinary mutants.
But Fang Cheng is different from them. He has a unique Skill Panel and can acquire Special Abilities through diligent skill practice, which greatly alleviates the negative effects of Extraordinary Abilities.
So, in this regard, the Golden Benba Bottle’s advantage is greatly diminished for him.
As for the soul reincarnation function, such intangible and elusive things won’t be known to truly work until one faces death.
And the Shariputra inside the bottle, supposedly enhancing abilities, does seem like a remarkable treasure.
But when compared to the Ancient Relics he already possesses, it seems less significant.
The Life Energy contained in those Ancient Relics is already sufficient for him for a long ti
This Golden Benba Bottle, which others find invaluable and are willing to fight to the death for, doesn’t hold much attraction for him.
One can only say it’s just adequate.
The key is, Fang Cheng has learned so insider information from Xu Sanduo, making him more cautious about the Golden Benba Bottle.
This Buddhist Treasure involves too many power struggles, especially with the mysterious Esoteric Buddhism and the influential families involved. A slight mistake could lead to trouble.
Though he isn’t afraid of battles, and even desires them to increase Skill Experience.
But in such a complex situation, there’s no need to risk it all for a treasure that’s not indispensable to him.
He shook his head lightly at this thought, having made his decision.
Just as he was about to politely decline, Black Wolf suddenly spoke, his eyes fixed on Fang Cheng:
"Friend, may I boldly ask, you aren’t part of a family, are you?"
Fang Cheng was slightly taken aback, then nodded, asking in return:
"What does it matter if I’m from a family, how does that relate to you wanting to work with ?"
Black Wolf quickly waved his hand to explain:
"You misunderstand, I’m not questioning your identity. I want to tell you that there might be an extrely important secret hidden within the Golden Benba Bottle."
Upon hearing this, a hint of curiosity flashed in Fang Cheng’s eyes, waiting quietly for Black Wolf to continue.
Black Wolf paused, then said:
"Since the Golden Benba Bottle surfaced, it’s mostly been us scattered mutants fighting over it. Those wealthy families haven’t shown much interest, and even the Lu Family, who obtained it, plan to auction it off. Do you know why?"
His eyes were piercing, his voice slightly low.
"The answer is simple, because they don’t need it at all!"
"Families with long legacies and deep roots have already developed special thods to deal with physical mutations and ntal ailnts."
"For those family scions, the only thing attracting them might be the Shariputra inside the Buddhist Treasure."
Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng suddenly rembered the Smiling Demon speaking about the origin of so-called ’monsters’ in this world.
He was always curious about what kind of mysterious power these families held, allowing them to shed the monster identity and assert themselves openly at the top of society.
Black Wolf seed to see through Fang Cheng’s thoughts, so he asked another question:
"You’re probably curious about how families can endure for centuries and maintain long-term prosperity, with mbers unaffected by the complications of Extraordinary Abilities, right?"
Seeing Fang Cheng drawn in by his words, he smiled, not purposely keeping him in suspense like Lord Bao, but directly revealing the reason:
"As far as I know, there are two main factors."
"Firstly, these families are structured with strong lineage cohesion, with generations actively involved in politics or business, gathering so elusive human fortune to alleviate the issues arising from using Extraordinary Abilities."
"Secondly, and more importantly, they possess a mysterious special technique."
Black Wolf paused slightly, his eyes showing longing and awe, his tone involuntarily heavy.
"They can create a unique Secret Realm in the Spiritual World and then, with the clan’s collective power over generations, continuously expand and build this Secret Realm."
"A magical aspect is that changes in this Spiritual World can gradually have subtle effects on the real world. Even more amazing, through bloodline continuation, the Extraordinary Ability nurtured in the Secret Realm can be passed down through generations, allowing family mbers to start life at a higher point than others."
"With this unique inherited Secret Realm as their backing, they can safely use Extraordinary Abilities, dominate over many mutants, and remain at the top of society."
Black Wolf, sowhat high-spirited, straightened his back slightly, with a gleam appearing in his eyes.
"And perhaps within the Golden Benba Bottle lies such a secret."
"From a certain perspective, Esoteric Buddhism is just another form of a family, only the connection between mbers isn’t through family and bloodline, but through sect and belief."
"For these families, such secrets are of little importance, but for us mutants at the bottom, it’s an opportunity to change our fate."
"If we can uncover the mysteries within, we too have hope to build a new family, completely breaking free from our current predicant!"
After hearing this, Fang Cheng furrowed his brow slightly, falling into contemplation, linking it to certain experiences he had undergone.
Sitting opposite him, Black Wolf, Lord Bao, and Xiao Bei didn’t continue speaking, but their expressions showed tension, with their eyes fixed unblinkingly on Fang Cheng.
The atmosphere in the room was so heavy it seed it could drip water.
Monts later, Fang Cheng lifted his eyes and asked a question:
"There’s only one Golden Benba Bottle. How will the four of us distribute it?"
Upon hearing this, Lord Bao’s eyes lit up, and he imdiately replied:
"This Buddhist Treasure has been buried underground for two thousand years and is now ownerless. Whoever can unlock its secrets will control it, but the other mbers will also have usage rights. As for other spoils, they will be divided fairly based on contribution."
Ultimately, Fang Cheng agreed to join.
However, the condition was that he must have a certain degree of authority within the team.
At critical monts, everyone must listen to his command, as future risks are unpredictable and he cannot hand over his safety to others.
Black Wolf and the others had no objection.
With an additional strong ally, their chances of success increased.
The tense atmosphere in their hearts eased a bit, and the mood gradually beca more lively.
Black Wolf looked at Fang Cheng with so enthusiasm, a hint of closeness in his tone as he asked:
"Brother, what should we call you in the future?"
Fang Cheng thought for a mont before calmly saying:
"You can call White Ghost."
"White Ghost? Good na!"
Black Wolf nodded in agreent after so thought, then gave his complint.
Lord Bao and Xiao Bei also smiled and slightly nodded in approval.
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