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Chapter 168 - 168: 137: The Eagle Strikes the Mighty Sky Wind, The Peng Bird Soars over the Spring Ocean Waves

The Black Mountain, having been pointed out by the old monk, also widened his eyes in incomprehension and confusion. Facing the intense stare of several formidable ghost creatures, it was surprisingly calm. Oblivious to the guards who bore a strong and terrifying presence, it sauntered up to the front line, seated itself beside a few ghost kings and looked up at the old monk.

Upon seeing this familiar black wolf, and sensing the attitudes of the ghost creatures within this monastery towards it, along with its current position, the old monk suddenly understood everything. The incongruities he had been struggling with made sense to him at last.

Fortune and misfortune are invited by the man himself!

The tragic fate he was currently facing was not without cause. It was a pitfall he had brought upon himself. As for his disciples and brothers, they were mere collateral damage in his plight.

“Honorable monk, are you acquainted with my majesty’s beloved pet?”

Noticing the unexpected attention the monk was giving their king’s beloved pet, one of the ghost kings asked curiously.

The Master’s favorite!

This was Black Mountain’s current status within the You Huang Ghost Country, and the reason it could walk among the ferocious ghost creatures, seated beside the ghost kings. It held an air of unyielding fearlessness.

“Not long ago, during my time among humans, I encountered this wolf king and taught him a Buddhist scripture,” the old monk answered truthfully. He was beginning to understand the reason behind his predicament.

However, he still couldn’t comprehend why a young boy, who had been reincarnated as an Immortal Monarch’s younger brother, was able to bring the wolf back? Why was he involved with the Ghost Nation’s monarch?

“Ha ha ha!”

The inquiring ghost king laughed heartily upon hearing the old monk’s reply. Soon other ghost kings and generals, whose minds were sharp, also started to laugh. Within a moment, the entire monastery filled with merry laughter.

“Could this monk have attempted to convert the king’s beloved pet into

Buddhism?”

“Indeed, that is why His Majesty caught him in the act!”

“Monk, you certainly are courageous!”

Another ghost king jeered at the increasingly despondent old monk. The laughter of the ghosts grew louder, lifting the previously suppressed atmosphere.

“Monk, what scriptures did you recite to Black Mountain in the human realm?

Recite them for us now!”

“Yes, recite those very scriptures you read to Black Mountain!”

The ghost creatures watched the ever-changing expression of the old monk and found it amusing. They started to urge him on.

“This…”

The old monk’s resolve to suppress these unruly spirits dwindled significantly. He gazed at the black wolf, seated at the center of attention, and found reason to believe that his situation was not as bleak as he had assumed.

“Today, I shall recite ‘The Sutra of the Wheel-turning Sage King’ again. If any of you feel uncomfortable as I read the scriptures, please leave early rather than stay.”

“Stop the needless chatter, and begin the recitation!”

Among the cacophony of ghost creatures amplifying the chaos, the old monk sat down and began reciting sutras once again. The sound of Zen resonated, and the Buddha’s light shone all around.

However, neither the sound of Zen nor the Buddha’s light was as powerful now as during Black Mountain’s initial exposure in the mountains, due to the overwhelming number of formidable ghost creatures present here.

Even though the creatures had now curbed their powers and were following the rules, their combined natural powers formed an absolute suppression of the old monk’s Zen sound and Buddha’s light.

Consequently, the effect of the recitation was a far cry from when Black

Mountain had first heard it. Since it had heard the content before, Black Mountain seemed unaffected this time. After listening for a while, it started to look around.

“Gold?!”

The consciousness of Feng Qing’an arrived at Black Mountain as soon as it entered the temple. While he didn’t have any particular feelings towards the Buddhist scriptures and only gleaned a bit of Buddhist reasoning during the recital, he wasn’t interested in further exploring. What was of interest to him were the things that Black Mountain was observing right now.

There was a chicken perched on the temple wall. A spectacular Five-colored Brocade Chicken with long tail feathers, glowing brilliantly. It was attentively listening to the old monk’s preaching.

“Identification!”

[Species: April Brocade Chicken] [Attribute: Fire, Yang, Poultry]

[Potential Level: Commander.High grade]

[Combat Level: War General-High grade]

It seems this little creature has become stronger. While its combat abilities have improved, it’s the increase in potential that intrigued Feng Qing’an the most. He hadn’t paid much attention to this chicken before.

The only thing he did for it was a Soul Integration and Blood Refinement, which awakened its intelligence. After that, the creature sneaked into his room to steal food for a while. Black Mountain hadn’t provided any assistance to it since they arrived in You Huang. Despite this, the chicken developed surprisingly well, as if it had broken through some sort of barrier.

“Black Mountain, follow Gold once the preaching ends. I want to see what kind of training it undergoes daily and what it consumes.” woof-

Black Mountain got it. Sometimes it would rest, go hang out with Gold having fun, or roam around in the ghost city. That’s why it dared to sit carelessly among the ghost creatures now, most of whom it knew. Even those who didn’t know it, knew of it.

“Ghost realm’s poisonous worm?!”