My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 693 - 677 Evil Buddha Wants to Become a God

Qin Liuxi looked at the Marquis of Wind, ever since the clay statue of the deity had acquired a face, the news that the Water God manifested had spread far and wide, making many people come to offer worship.

With the belief in incense and the merit from saving the drowning, the Marquis of Wind’s divine nature gained additional strength, his body faintly radiated golden light, prompting people not to dare look straight at him.

Qin Liuxi simply sat down in front of the temple to speak with him, which made the nearby vendor glance over frequently, his eyes filled with alertness and caution.

"The person the Yan family has placed to guard this temple seems like they’re trying too hard. Look at how he watches me—if I so much as reach toward you, he’ll throw me into the water. Do you believe that?" Qin Liuxi clicked her tongue.

Following her gaze, Marquis of Wind indeed observed the vendor, who was actually a guardian of the Yan family, watching Qin Liuxi intently, prompting him to chuckle helplessly.

"At Green Lake, there are many taverns and restaurants on boats, where people drink and fall into the water, or create chaos. Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, so more people will come for worship. Recently, someone who had been drinking urinated in front of my temple, angering the clan leader. That’s why they replaced him with someone skilled, to prevent further desecration of the temple," explained the Marquis of Wind.

"Guarding it in this manner makes it difficult not to suspect the motives of the Yan family."

The Marquis of Wind smiled and said, "How can ordinary people suspect that ancestors of the Yan family have become gods? There are no truly believable mythological stories in this world."

People have beliefs, but whether they believe in Buddhism or the Dao, other myths are merely spoken about, but how many truly believe these so-called myths?

Most people will believe that there are no gods, that they do not exist.

Qin Liuxi laughed: "A god saying that mythological stories do not exist is somewhat amusing."

"I am merely a demigod," Marquis of Wind humbly smiled. "Becoming a true god is still far away. Look at these mortals, bustling for a few pieces of broken silver. Would they believe in the existence of gods?"

Following his pointing finger, Qin Liuxi watched a vendor with a shoulder-pole calling out to an old lady, trying to sell his wares.

She withdrew her gaze: "You have a point."

The Marquis of Wind turned back to the main topic: "What brings you here?"

Qin Liuxi’s expression turned serious, and she said solemnly, "Another Buddha Bone has appeared."

Seeing her serious expression, Marquis of Wind couldn’t help but frown: "You seem upset, has the Buddha Bone fallen into someone else’s hands?"

"Yes, and it was a traitor from our Qingping Temple. But now, it might be in the rightful owner’s hands."

"How so?"

Qin Liuxi briefly explained the situation involving Chi Zhenzi, saying it was unclear who held that Buddha Bone now.

The Marquis of Wind felt a bit troubled and commented, "If the rightful owner holds it, then he might have one or two pieces. As the original owner, his soul and bones would naturally resonate more than others. As soon as the Buddha Bone surfaces again, if there’s any movement, he will be able to locate it more quickly."

Qin Liuxi inquired, "So, have you sensed anything here?"

The Marquis of Wind looked at his own leg bone and shook his head: "Don’t you have a piece in your hands?"

"It’s not with me right now," Qin Liuxi tapped her thigh, saying, "But indeed, I’ve hidden it away."

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll come looking?"

Qin Liuxi’s eyes narrowed slightly; a fleeting dark light flashed in the depths of her eyes, replying, "If he really wants to gather all nine Buddha Bones, he will come eventually. I’ll be waiting."

She only worried he wouldn’t want that bone.

The Marquis of Wind sighed: "His existence is a major threat to all living things. If he has managed to escape, he won’t remain idle. Stirring trouble is inevitable."

"One thing is certain; he is playing a long game, otherwise there wouldn’t be total silence now." Qin Liuxi thought Si Luo was truly patient—it had been nearly a year since his escape, and yet no movements at all.

Both fell silent.

"If you were him, what would you do?"

Both asked the question simultaneously, and then laughed together.

"Two heads are better than one. You first," Qin Liuxi gestured.

"Ever since I knew this leg bone belonged to him, I reviewed his biography, even spoke to the lords of the Underworld to understand more about him. Do you know why he is called the Evil Buddha?"

Qin Liuxi was puzzled: "Isn’t he just an Evil Cultivator?"

"Yes, an Evil Cultivator, but he cultivated orthodox Buddhist teachings. He’s called Evil Buddha because he slaughtered millions of all living things, achieving enlightenment through killing, rejected by heaven and earth, and subsequently, both Buddhist and Daoist sects joined forces to suppress and capture him, imprisoning him in the Nine Netherworld," Marquis of Wind explained.

A glint of spirit light briefly flashed through Qin Liuxi’s mind, but before she could grasp it, it vanished.

"Moreover, despite being imprisoned in the Nine Netherworld for so many years, he never stopped his Buddhist cultivation, even while being punished."

Qin Liuxi was astonished. Was he such a relentless cultivator?

"I only have one Buddha Bone, but looking through Buddhist scriptures and poems is quite insightful. Besides..." Marquis of Wind hesitated, his expression slightly grave, "I don’t know if it’s because of his path of enlightenment through killing, but occasionally when I encounter unjust situations, I also feel the urge to kill."

Qin Liuxi knew that the Buddha Bone possessed Magic Power, steeped with a strong urge to kill. It seemed Si Luo had indeed killed many in the past.

Wait.

"Enlightenment through killing, did he truly become a Buddha?" Qin Liuxi asked.

Marquis of Wind paused momentarily: "He should have, right?"

Qin Liuxi shook her head: "I think he missed the mark."

"Why?"

"The real Buddhas are above," Qin Liuxi pointed upwards, "People worship Buddhas and often mention The Buddha, The Bodhisattva Guanyin; who are they? They are immortals. Do you think the real Buddha would be captured by the Buddhist and Daoist sects, rejected by heaven and earth? Would the Underworld dare imprison a god? They wouldn’t."

Marquis of Wind carefully considered this, but shook his head: "You make some sense. However, enlightenment through killing means he’s an Evil Buddha, how can heaven accept it? It’s because heaven didn’t acknowledge him that he ended up imprisoned. Moreover, if he hadn’t become a Buddha, how would the Buddha Bones, after thousands of years, still possess such divine power and murderous intent?"

Qin Liuxi licked the corner of her lips and replied, "I’ll assume you’re right. He became the Killing Buddha but still wasn’t acknowledged and was imprisoned. So what should he do to avoid walking the old path again? After thousands of years, he must have gained clarity."

Marquis of Wind’s expression gradually changed: "What do you mean?"

"He wants to become a true Buddha," Qin Liuxi stood up, looking into the distance, "He wants to become a god."

"What? No, that can’t be!" Marquis of Wind was taken aback. Becoming a god was not easy!

Qin Liuxi looked at him, her gaze deep, "Marquis of Wind, to avoid being captured and locked in the Nine Netherworld forever, the only path is to become a god. Once he becomes a god, he is the Heavenly Dao, and what can they do to him then?"

Marquis of Wind was stunned. Become a god?