Chapter 243
Chapter 243
But we digress. Let us return to the matter at hand.
Hearing that Ghost Buddha Faceless had passed into nirvana, the Ox Ghost relaxed slightly.
Old Sixth Hui and Master Kongchan looked difficult to deal with, but at least they did not feel nearly as terrifying.
“You there, old monk-and you, dead rat! Get lost while you still know what’s good for you!”
“I have only just been reborn, and I am in a good mood. I will spare your lives today!”
Did he think the saying about rats being petty and vindictive existed for nothing?!
The Gray Family Immortals held grudges above all else. Being called a dead rat to his face struck directly at Old Sixth Hui’s reverse scale!
“Heh heh heh. Good, very good! A paltry little ghost actually dares speak to me this way!”
“If I let you die easily, how could I display the methods of the Gray Family?!”
Amid his cold laughter, Old Sixth Hui formed a hand seal and chanted softly.
“The Five Stars secure their splendor, their light shines upon Dark Mystery; a thousand gods and myriad sages guard my true spirit; colossal celestial beasts subdue the Five Weapons.
“The demons of the Five Heavens perish in body and dissolve in form; wherever they may be, the myriad gods come forth in welcome.
“In the name of the young master physician, swiftly, swiftly, in accordance with the statutes and ordinances!”
The moment the incantation ended, the enormous phantom of a rat, over ten meters tall, appeared out of thin air.
It opened its blood-filled maw and lunged at the Ox Ghost amid gusts of foul wind.
The Ox Ghost paled in horror and raised his steel trident to block with all his might.
“A beast cultivator! How could you possibly know Daoist secret arts?!”
At the sight, Master Kongchan knew the Ox Ghost was doomed and that there was no chance for him to deliver the creature to salvation.
Monks were compassionate by nature, especially a virtuous and eminent monk like Kongchan.
Before the Ox Ghost could die completely, he hurriedly sat cross-legged and began reciting the Ksitigarbha Rebirth Mantra.
He hoped that under the Buddha’s protection, this “unfortunate” benefactor might preserve a spark of true spirit and enter reincarnation instead of having his soul scattered into oblivion.
Regrettably, Master Kongchan had spoken only the first few words when the Ox Ghost screamed and was swallowed in a single bite.
Only the terrified Red-Dressed Female Ghost remained, trembling in place at a complete loss.
In truth, with Old Sixth Hui’s present cultivation, he had no need to cast such an elaborate spell against a mere Ox Ghost.
But the Gray Family Immortals had lived with inferiority for too long. Now he sincerely wanted outsiders to see that his lineage had become orthodox inheritors of the Daoist tradition.
They were no longer people anyone could casually humiliate!
After killing the Ox Ghost, Old Sixth Hui’s anger finally subsided. He looked coolly at the Red-Dressed Female Ghost.
“Heaven cherishes all living things.”
“Since you have not caused a great calamity, reveal the mastermind, and I will send you into reincarnation!”
The female ghost immediately prostrated herself.
Her miserable voice overflowed with gratitude.
“Thank you for your mercy, Old Immortal! Thank you for your mercy!”
“The one who ordered me to hurt that girl was…”
Before she could finish, despair suddenly filled her eyes. She raised her voice and cried out to the empty air.
“My lord, have mercy! Please don’t kill me!”
“Impudent!”
“Namo Amitabha Buddha!”
Old Sixth Hui and Master Kongchan shouted at the same time.
Old Sixth Hui hurled himself forward.
Master Kongchan flung the prayer beads in his hand into the distance.
But both were one step too late.
Amid her screams, the female ghost vanished like snow beneath the blazing sun.
Not even a trace remained.
A faint figure dodged Old Sixth Hui and Master Kongchan’s attacks, then calmly faded away before their eyes.
“After being imprisoned by the Underworld Court for several thousand years, I never expected to encounter something so interesting the moment I emerged.”
“A spirit medium who knows the arts of the Daoist tradition, and a barbarian monk from foreign lands.”
“No hurry, no hurry. Once this sect leader finds my eldest brother and third brother, I’ll come back, and we’ll see once and for all who is stronger.”
Faced with such a formidable presence, neither Old Sixth Hui nor Master Kongchan dared give chase rashly.
“He calls himself a sect leader and was imprisoned by the Underworld Court for thousands of years. Just what sort of monstrous fiend could this be?!”