novelraw Chapter 816 - 810: Destiny’s Gift, Luo Tian Holy Pill
Chapter 816 - 810: Destiny’s Gift, Luo Tian Holy Pill
If one hasn’t witnessed the World of Great Dreams and Thousand Autumns, and hasn’t gone through a hundred reincarnations, they would surely be overjoyed in the face of a treasure that assists in the ascension to Great Luo Golden Immortal.
How precious are the treasures for ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal? Countless powerful beings aspire to ascend, and there are innumerable strong souls in the Netherworld willing to pay the unbearable price for this.
Why would such a fortune fall upon me?
Why assist me in ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal?
Jia Ren considered two possibilities, one is that the Heavenly Treasured Path Celestial Force in the Supreme Jade Immortal Realm cannot destroy the Well of Gods and Demons and requires assistance to further enhance power.
Or it is to maintain balance with the Evil Corpse, despite enduring countless reincarnations, I have not yielded, thus, the Evil Corpse might replace me.
Or perhaps both problems exist.
Ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal, slashing the Evil Corpse...
Jia Ren felt like a marionette controlled by others, marching step by step along a predetermined destiny.
Can’t fight back, can’t escape... a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.
The last time he felt this powerless was when facing the siege of the Black Blood Bizarre at Great Wilderness Market.
Unable to handle the Black Blood Bizarre, he could still escape through the sky with the Cloud-Surpassing Flying Boat.
This time, how can he escape?
Samsara Buddha Ancestor is a top-tier Dao Ancestor; ordinary Dao Bizarre and Dao Ancestors cannot match him, only a few in the world can counterbalance him.
Unless I can figure out a way to contact Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor to descend into the Netherworld.
Right, there is also Yang Chengcang.
Yang Chengcang has devoured countless Bizarre Demons, even Dao Bizarre, extremely terrifying, his power might not be inferior to Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor, perhaps even stronger.
Drawing Yang Chengcang over might break the stalemate.
However, neither Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor nor Yang Chengcang are puppets that follow orders, they act according to their own thoughts.
Even if two powerful and terrifying beings find a way to descend into the Netherworld, once they learn of my uniqueness, will they try to control me?
Maybe even replace me?
This way, falling into the hands of Mixed Primordial Dao Ancestor is likely not much better than falling into Samsara Buddha Ancestor’s hands.
Falling to Yang Chengcang would be worse; he’s inherently malicious, his hatred surpasses Samsara Buddha Ancestor, he would surely try every means to eliminate threats to him.
External force is not viable...
Emperor of Fengdu saw Jia Ren silent, couldn’t help but laugh: "This is an opportunity countless people long for, why do you hesitate?"
"If I hadn’t known that you’re an outsider, this opportunity wouldn’t have fallen to you."
Jia Ren scrutinized Emperor of Fengdu, not speaking any words of refusal.
Breaking the Immortal Hidden Breath Realm is a warning; everything is heading towards the direction of fate, opportunities for ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal cannot be refused.
"Please, fellow Daoist, make the introduction."
He is powerless to resist, can only proceed towards his destined fate.
Emperor of Fengdu either did not see Jia Ren’s abnormality or completely did not care, just wanted to complete his ’task’.
He propelled the black escape light ahead, Jia Ren lingered in procrastination behind, striving to secure more time.
Endeavoring to delay facing Samsara Buddha Ancestor, experiencing the fate witnessed in Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns.
"Friend, your escape speed is too slow, let me give you a ride."
Emperor of Fengdu hadn’t seen Jia Ren catch up for a long time, moving leisurely like an old ox, as if on a sightseeing tour, not at all anxious to obtain the treasure for ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal.
"No need to rush, the treasure destined for me will ultimately fall into my hands."
"Having dwelt in the Netherworld for over three hundred years, this is the first time I’m appreciating the scenery here."
"I’ll go ahead." Emperor of Fengdu felt a bit helpless, transforming into a black light and disappearing in the sky.
Jia Ren exerted all his efforts to secure more time, contemplating ways to break the impasse.
Golden light flickered before him, a massive temple complex suddenly appeared, the sound of Buddhist chants and golden light echoed around.
Was I forcibly brought into the territory of the Buddhist path with Great Divine Power?
No!
I am a Great Luo Golden Immortal Level expert, although unable to defeat Samsara Buddha Ancestor, I wouldn’t find myself forcibly taken without awareness.
He turned to look back, behind him was the scenery he was admiring, the temple complex ahead clashing with the surrounding black soil and filthy water.
The contrasting styles seemed like two different paintings pieced together forcibly.
Have they moved the Buddha Nation to me?
Saving the time I wasted in journeying...
Not even giving me a moment of respite? Directly maximizing pressure.
"Friend, truly elusive; finding you is no easy task."
A bald head draped in a kasaya, wearing a black robe, facial features blurred and unclear, with a golden Divine Wheel behind his head.
Emperor of Fengdu’s attitude was somewhat restrained and respectful, honestly guarding at the side.
Jia Ren was not unfamiliar with this person, recognizing him as the Samsara Buddha Ancestor seen in Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns.
Unlike what was witnessed in Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns, this person’s aura was even more powerful, exuding suffocating pressure.
This is an irresistible Dao Ancestor!
Jia Ren’s gaze slightly focused, seemingly wanting to penetrate the golden light on the other’s face, to see clearly the visage of Samsara Buddha Ancestor.
The golden light was as firm as a rock, not even enhanced eye power from Unity Force could see the true appearance of the other.
I couldn’t even glimpse the face, underscoring the terrifying gap in power, confronting directly would be like a moth trying to topple a tree.
"This is the Luo Tian Holy Pill for assisting ascension to Great Luo Golden Immortal, a treasured relic left by the Celestial Court."
"With a friend’s talent and foundation, consuming the Luo Tian Holy Pill, ascending to Great Luo Golden Immortal is not a problem."
The voice of the Samsara Buddha Ancestor was calm and unhurried, as if narrating events destined to happen.
"Then, what is the cost?" Jia Ren felt a heaviness in his heart. Despite having anticipated it, he still asked.
"You need to ascend to become a Great Roc Immortal first, and then open an ancient well."
"The Luo Tian Holy Pill is the advance payment!"
As the Samsara Buddha Ancestor’s voice fell silent, a Black Jade Box containing the Luo Tian Holy Pill was tossed over.
Jia Ren did not reach out to catch it, allowing this sacred pill of the Celestial Court, desired by countless people, to trace an arc and fall straight into the Ming River.
"I refuse the transaction."
The scene descended into a silent and deadly stillness.
The Emperor of Fengdu, watching from the sidelines, felt his scalp tingle, his hands hanging uneasily.
He could not change the Samsara Buddha Ancestor and could only turn his head, seeking help from Jia Ren.
Ascend to the Great Roc Immortal and destroy the ancient well?
What happened in the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns is unfolding step by step in reality.
It’s like a noose tightening around one’s neck step by step, hoisting him up.
Anyone with a sound mind would do everything possible to prevent such a thing from happening.
The eyes of the Samsara Buddha Ancestor were deep, sensing something before he smiled and said, "You will agree."
"When you ascend to the Great Roc Immortal, you will naturally see that ancient well."
The Samsara Buddha Ancestor spoke no more, and his figure, along with the vast temple complex behind him, slowly receded.
As the golden light faded, Jia Ren and the Emperor of Fengdu stood above the Black River, looking at each other wordlessly.
"Fellow Daoist, this is the Luo Tian Holy Pill, a treasure coveted by countless people."
The Emperor of Fengdu raised a hand, grasping the Black Jade Box that had disappeared into the Ming River, and handed it to Jia Ren.
"Alas, fellow Daoist, if you wish to remain in the Netherworld, it is best not to anger the Samsara Buddha Ancestor. This would be most unwise."
"Moreover, if you wish to return to the Immortal Realm, the Samsara Buddha Ancestor is an insurmountable obstacle."
"Fellow Daoist, take care."
A wisp of nether energy supported the Black Jade Box, suspending it in front of Jia Ren. The Emperor of Fengdu did not offer more advice, transforming into a black light and returning to Fengdu City.
Jia Ren reached out his hand, ultimately grasping the object.
His body vanished from sight, and in the next moment, he crossed tens of thousands of miles, arriving at the southwestern direction of Fengdu City, the location of the ancient well in the memory of the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns.
Here, unlike the ruins in the memory of the hundredth life, low hills were scattered, with jagged rocks, and the ancient well stood quietly in the valley for unknown years.
By the well stood an old monk, clad in a golden-red robe, holding wooden Buddha beads in his left hand, slowly rotating them with his fingertips.
His gaze was focused on the dark well, lost in thought.
"Fellow Daoist, we meet again!"
The old monk did not turn around; it was unknown if eyes grew at the back of his head.
Why is there a bald head everywhere?
Jia Ren was not unfamiliar with the old monk, whom he had unexpectedly encountered during his second spatial banishment.
The old monk’s aura seemed shrouded in mist, making it impossible to discern his Realm, yet the slightly upturned corners of his mouth inexplicably felt familiar.
"Why is the Buddhist path obsessed with breaking this well?"
Jia Ren did not directly mention the Well of Gods and Demons, instead referring to it as this well.
He was unsure if the Buddhist path knew the information from the Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns, and while fate already known couldn’t be changed, it also acted as a warning.
"It cannot be said!"
"When you break the Well of Gods and Demons, you will know the answer."
The voice gently faded away, and the old monk’s figure had already vanished from the spot.
Earlier, when he vanished in front of the old monk, and now it was the monk’s turn to do the same to him.
As Jia Ren was about to approach the Well of Gods and Demons, intuition stirred, prompting the memory of the familiar smile’s source on the old monk’s face.
The temples leading to the fairy domain relics from the Xihua Immortal Domain, with their dilapidated Buddha statues, bore a smiling corner similar to the old monk.
The statues were so damaged, making it uncertain if they were his likeness.
If it was...
Was being banished to the Netherworld related to this person?
Thoughts emerged and dissipated, settling into silence.
Jia Ren walked to the Well of Gods and Demons, peering into its blackness, where only endless darkness lay, the well seemingly harboring indescribable objects moving within.
As he gazed into the Well of Gods and Demons, as if peering into an abyss, the Well of Gods and Demons also... watched him.
A trace of barely perceptible Heavenly Treasured Path Celestial Force brushed by, and in the next moment, Jia Ren saw things invisible to ordinary people.
A vast sea of black guisi flowed and floated within the well, representing the deepest evil.
The eerie red threads behind the Gate of the Heavenly Repository were merely dark red, formidable to resist, but the black guisi within the Well of Gods and Demons were of higher quality, more terrifying.
Whoever dared break the Well of Gods and Demons would unleash its hidden strength, immediately subjected to its polluted baptism.
Could he withstand it?
Jia Ren was uncertain and had no desire to try.
Thus his repeated refusals to break the Well of Gods and Demons.
As for leaping into it seeking a breakthrough method, it would most likely hasten his own demise.
However, jumping into the well after ascending to the Great Roc Immortal, assimilating the power of the Bizarre Path, would offer stronger survival abilities.
It seems now that he could only accept this gift of fate.