Chapter 1041: Chapter 407: Ancient Buddha Head_3
Bi Fang said, “That damned bald donkey, along with the other three Heavenly Venerates, are all in cahoots. They’ve divided into twenty-one Zen bodies and still want to ambush the Supre Will.”
When he got to this point, he continued, “That Ancient Buddha has been quite good to you too. Until now, he’s still giving you the chance to live. However, this opportunity is useless to you.”
“If you say you believe in the arrival of the Blood God, you’ll beco the Blood God, then use your great power to pull out my storyteller’s gold sign, sending your friends away from this dream.
Of course, your fate is—being the Blood God, devoured by the Supre Will, forever trapped in this dream.”
“You die, your friends live.”
Bi Fang looked at Zhou Xuan with satisfaction, shaking his head, saying, “Of course, you could also tell the Ancient Buddha—you don’t believe in the arrival of the Blood God.”
“Since you don’t believe, the Ancient Buddha has a way to help you escape the dream, send you back to reality. As for your friends, they won’t be so lucky, all will remain in the dream forever.”
In that mont,
Zhou Xuan’s choice erged.
He dies, the others live,
or he alone lives, and the rest all die.
“Life and death selection.”
Bi Fang leisurely walking beside Zhou Xuan, wanting to enjoy the look of difficulty on Zhou Xuan’s face.
Yun Ziliang, Earth Child, and the others also flocked over, urging, “Xuanzi, don’t listen to that storyteller’s nonsense. If you beco the Blood God, he might still have other ways to kill us.”
“To , Master, saving even one is worthwhile. You should escape the dream now, we’ll stay behind and work together to slay the Heavenly Vault God Level, leaving a glorious na in history, no fear of anything.”
King Xishan took the matter of reputation seriously.
Zhou Xuan turned back, swiftly glanced over that group of friends, then walked to Zhou Lingyi and Yuan Buyu, activating his “I am the Dream Master.”
After freeing his sister and master from the dream’s influence, he promptly said, “In this life, I’m fortunate to have t you all. When opportunities arise again, let’s share drinks and tales under the blue sky.”
Once Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he looked towards the temple in the sky, saying to the little monk, “I am the Blood God, and I have arrived.”
“Ah!”
The little monk’s sigh flew over the vast sea, clearly reaching Zhou Xuan’s ears.
Yun Ziliang, Mr. Bai Liu, and the others bowed their heads, wiping away old tears.
Earth Child remained silent, only paying tribute to Zhou Xuan.
Truthfully, he’d only known Zhou Xuan for a day. Previously, he didn’t understand why Zhou Xuan could make such a big na in Mingjiang Prefecture in such a short ti. Now he understood,
The Master could be so resolute, even without hesitation, to die for his old friends—who wouldn’t follow such a person wholeheartedly?
“Master, I regret not knowing you sooner. When I escape this great dream, I will erect a morial for you. Mr. Ye’s Tangkou will pray for you day and night.”
As everyone was silently grieving, Peng Sheng choked as he recounted everything that happened in the dream to Yuan Buyu and Zhou Lingyi.
Both of them imdiately cried, clutching their heads in agony.
“Disciple!”
“Brother!”
Zhou Lingyi disregarded her usual dignity, running towards Zhou Xuan, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes as she ran.
Yuan Buyu shouted towards Zhou Xuan, “Xuanzi, tell the Ancient Buddha you don’t believe in the Blood God… Where in this world is there a Blood God? Tell him! You don’t believe!”
“Ancient Buddha, my brother never believed in any Blood God. Let him leave… Let him leave now. He and your incarnations—Wu Ya Zen, Joyful Zen—are the best of friends. He can’t die here,
If he dies, Ancient Buddha, you will be lonely.”
The little monk in the temple remained unmoved; he was powerless to act anymore.
The prophecy in the dream was the Ancient Buddha’s head doing its utmost to leave a backdoor in the Supre Will’s dream.
Zhou Xuan always had the chance to open the door, but for his friends, he chose to voluntarily close the door.
At this mont, beneath Zhou Xuan’s feet, the ground turned to blood water, or rather, the entire Yuanbao Mountain turned to blood,
A vast blood sea stood in the middle of the black Sea of Suffering.
The storyteller’s robe sleeve beca golden armor, shimring brightly in the sunshine.
The Blood God—like a golden war god, wearing gold, standing upon the blood sea.
“Before dying, being a vessel for Blood God’s will isn’t too bad.”
Zhou Xuan remarked self-deprecatingly.
“Brother.”
“Disciple.”
“Xuanzi…”
“Master…”
A chorus of voices called out.
Zhou Xuan waved his hand, saying, “Earth Child Master, I’ll go ahead, unable to help you remove the deformity of Earth Child’s Appearance. From now on, you’ll still be a five hundred pound fatso.”
“Master, if you could live, what harm is becoming three hundred pounds heavier?” Earth Child shouted.
“Brother Peng, the children of Peng Town should still go to Mingjiang Prefecture to study. The seeds of civilization are the future mainstream.”
“Not only will the people of Peng Town go, I will accompany Brother Peng, leading the children of Twelve Yin Hall, together into Mingjiang.”
King Xishan hugged Peng Sheng’s shoulder, bidding farewell to Zhou Xuan.
“Lao Yun, your Jingchuan Dragon is gone. I’ll compensate you with two Ancestor Dragons from Mingjiang Prefecture. Also, I found a registered disciple to accompany you in playing cards.”
“Sigh… Sigh… Sigh…”
Yun Ziliang kept swallowing, too sorrowful to speak.
In Zhou Xuan’s final monts, while instructing the others, he appeared carefree, but when speaking to his sister and master, he couldn’t say much, only offering two simple sentences.
“Sister, resting under the tree to comprehend the Tao, rember to cover yourself with a blanket, don’t catch a cold.”
“Master, you who beca a cook, I have nothing much to say to you. Lastly, let share a secret recipe—chewing peanuts and five-spiced tofu together tastes like ham.”
Secret recipe, rember to cover with a blanket, such trivial matters still manage to touch the softest part of the heart.
Zhou Lingyi cried silently, bending over,
Yuan Buyu, likewise cried until his throat was hoarse,
“Alright, ti’s almost up, I should send you away. Don’t cry, smile for . I’m just staying in the dream permanently, not truly dead.”
At this ti, the golden armor on Zhou Xuan had fully ford, the human part of his heart growing less, and the divine part belonging to the Supre Will increasing more.
Standing over the blood sea, he saw golden strings entwined upon the necks of his sister, master, and the others,
These must be the golden signs Bi Fang used to pin them down.
Now possessed by the Blood God’s will, Zhou Xuan wielded divine power, a slight wave of his hand severed all those golden threads.
“Sister, brother sends you out of the dream.”
With another wave of Zhou Xuan’s hand, a hand ford from the blood sea, wrapping around Zhou Lingyi’s waist, gently sending her tear-filled eyes out of the dream realm.
As for the others?
“You all are rugged folks, I won’t be so gentle with my thods. Out of the dream, all of you!”
Zhou Xuan’s right arm swung, raising a tidal wave, wrapping everyone within and sending them towards the dream’s exit.
In the bloody wave, everyone bumped around, dizzy and disoriented…
After Zhou Xuan sent everyone off, he stood within the blood sea, the divine part reminding him that the Supre Will of Jing Country would soon “rise from the sea” of suffering.
“The gold is about to lose its color, Zhou Xuan, the Supre Will is about to devour you.”
Bi Fang’s silhouette floated beside Zhou Xuan, saying, “Ultimately, it’s still my victory in this round.”
“Letting all of Zhou Xuan’s friends die” or “Letting Zhou Xuan die,” either result, Bi Fang was content.
The forr could keep Zhou Xuan living in lifelong remorse and despair.
The latter… If Zhou Xuan directly dies, Bi Fang felt he had never truly lost.
From birth, his life shrouded in glory, never dimd.
Zhou Xuan asked Bi Fang, “This Dream of the Celestial Venerable, you’re the one presiding over the dream, can you yourself stop this dream?”
“I can, but do you think I would calm this dream for you?”
Bi Fang laughed coldly, “Even if it ans dying together, I must bring you, Zhou Xuan, to death… The Heavenly Book destroyed, my reputation all lost, nothing in the human world holds any attachnt for .”
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