Spirit Vessel

Two dao protectors died just like that.

“You!” Liu Suzi was furious but restrained herself. She was naturally afraid of the Azure Faction but didn’t want to relent. After all, her pride didn’t allow it.

“Everyone saw who started this in the first place, do you wish to bend the truth and cause trouble for your prince?” She said.

“Haha, who saw what? Anyone?” The cultivators on the other side laughed and then glared at the crowd.

These spectators only wanted to run away, let alone offend the Eighth Prince.

Liu Suzi naturally understood her precarious situation and wanted to leave.

“We shall deal with this another day, the truth shall be revealed.” She turned and left.

“Keke, you’re not going anywhere. Tie her up and bring her to the palace.” The old man snorted and a monk behind him came forward.

This monk no longer seemed to be following Buddhism. He had a fierce and perverted smile while staring at Liu Suzi.

His muscular arm released a golden seal with Buddhist runes, illuminating the entire area.

Liu Suzi swung her fan and summoned purple lightning bolts. They coiled and protected her.

“Boom!” The seal destroyed the bolts and her paper fan.

She staggered backward, unable to stop this monk.

“Haha!” The monk released palm seals continuously.

The gap in cultivation was too large. She would have been captured if it wasn’t for her many defensive treasures.

“Princess, be obedient now. It is your fortune to be favored by His Highness.” The monk said while placing his palms together. A halo appeared behind him as he gathered energy.

She was pushed back again. This time, a string of blood flowed down the corner of her lips. Her hair became a mess as she somehow retreated back next to Feng Feiyun.

“Feng Feiyun, kill him and I will withdraw from the competition.” Her bloodshot eyes became as cold as can be. She has never experienced such indignation before. Anyone who had shown her an inch of disrespect faced her wrath.

Feiyun knew that this was her personality and didn’t doubt her claim. After all, she had offended the Azure Faction. If she were to become the successor, Crimson would be offending Azure.

She understood this and automatically made this suggestion.

“Why should I offend Azure?” Feiyun found no benefits in this.

“Are you going to kill him or not?!” She gritted her teeth and stared straight into his eyes.

He hesitated for a split second before answering: “Fine, not the first time saving you anyway, you’re truly a troublemaker and it’s worse this time.”

If he were to watch her being taken away, Crimson would place all the blame on him since they couldn’t afford to offend Azure. Thus, he would have to be responsible for Eighth Prince’s lust and that just wasn’t his style.

He should be paying his own romantic debt, not someone else’s.

Suzi was surprised, not expecting him to actually agree.

“It’s all your fault, you’re an unlucky star.” She complained but in reality, her impression of him became much better. She suddenly felt safe while being next to him since he could always solve any problem.

But what about this time? She wasn’t so sure due to the opponent.

“Brat, who are you?” The monk glared at him.

Feiyun placed his palms together and said: “Amitabha, I am a practitioner of Buddhism.”

A Buddhist halo appeared behind him; a seventy-two petal lotus appeared beneath his feet. Hymns could be heard and runes manifested into reality.

The paragon’s eyes narrowed as he said: “If you’re a Buddhist, leave now, this is beyond your control. The Eighth Prince likes her, not even Buddha can save her.”

“Amitabha, all things belong to the virtu-, wait, ahem, drop your knife and become a Buddha. Do not stray to the evil path.” Feiyun started chanting.

“You’re courting death.” The monk placed his palms together. Ten Buddhist beads rotated above him and descended with the force of a mountain.

Feiyun shook his head and closed his eyes while chanting an inscrutable mantra.

Nine waves of light rushed out of Feiyun. Each forced the monk back by one step.

After the ninth hit, the monk was covered in blood and kneeled on the ground with his head looking downward.

Feiyun stopped chanting and opened his eyes. He came closer to the kneeling monk and prostrated three times: “Amitabha, the gate of hell is open to wash the impurities of your soul. May you gain rebirth after the reincarnation cycle…”

“What is he doing?” The old man from the Eighth Prince’s faction asked.

“No clue.” The youth with the evil aura came over and touched the monk’s head, finding that the guy was dead. His corpse was as cold as ice.

The guy pulled his hand back and stared at Feiyun in disbelief: “Elder Wu… Five-realm Master is dead…”

Feiyun stopped chanting and said: “Young Benefactor, please do not lie. Five-realm Master merely shed his dirty shell. I have chanted and crossed him over, his soul will be reborn, perhaps even becoming a saint in the next life. Amitabha, with a kind heart, life is eternal.”

“Fucker, how dare you?! Kill him for me!” Elder Wu cursed.

“Benefactors, drop your weapons. What is the point of killing needlessly, forget previous feuds and turn into Buddhas.” Feiyun said.

“You’re the killer here!” The experts became annoyed.

“As I said, I crossed him to the next life by using Buddhism to get rid of the evil within him. He shall be a better person in the future. This is considered a boundless contribution, saving one life is greater than building seven pagodas, amitabha.”

The experts nearly vomited blood from anger. This murderer was shameless enough to justify his action like this?

“Cut him to pieces!” Elder Wu ordered again.

Five top experts with one paragon among them attacked. They were guest cultivators recruited by the Eighth Prince.

“The cycle of revenge will never end. How needless. Seems like I have to purify your souls too in Buddha’s stead.” Feiyun calmly said and pointed at one of them: “Lay down!”

This cultivator was one step away from becoming a paragon. His aura suddenly disappeared and he fell to the ground.

“You too!” Feiyun pointed at a second cultivator and the same thing happened.

He did so another three times and all of them fell. This wasn’t a technique at all. It was as if a Buddha was taking their lives away.

This scene shocked all the spectators. No one saw him channeling spirit energy yet he still took down five mighty cultivators.