I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 431
Chapter 431: What an easy-to-satisfy guy, the identity of Jin Chan
The hanging Buddhist temple was solemn, with a faint divine light and an indescribable righteousness that seemed capable of suppressing all evil. One could faintly hear the bells trembling and the Buddha’s sound resonating with truth. Here, it could even cleanse the minds of the cultivators, making people peaceful and quiet, free from arguments and irritability.
Many cultivators sat cross-legged, comprehending the Buddha dharma, their bodies illuminated by a golden glow of the Buddha’s light, which was quite extraordinary. They paid little attention to the newcomers from outside the mountain gate. After a brief glance, they withdrew their gazes, as if the Dharma was all that mattered.
Gu Changge and Jiang Chuchu walked side by side, their clothes fluttering like a pair of immortals, followed by many powerhouses, including Gu Changge’s subordinates and cultivators from the Human Ancestor Hall. Jin Chan Buddha walked ahead, leading the way for everyone. His face was calm, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit strange.
This time, in the Chaos of Demon Burying Abyss, he never expected Gu Changge to come. He knew that Gu Changge was not the kind of person who cared about the life and death of others. Even if the disaster of Demon Burying Abyss swept in all directions and caused chaos in the world, he probably wouldn’t care.
A person like Gu Changge was even more selfish and indifferent than him. He would only act if it truly served his interests. Therefore, Jin Chan Buddha’s heart was somewhat tense, and he paid closer attention to Gu Changge.
As for Jiang Chuchu, he still trusted her. Although he hadn’t had much contact with her, Jiang Chuchu’s integrity at the True Immortal Academy had earned his admiration. The two of them arriving together made it hard for him to believe that Gu Changge was merely accompanying Jiang Chuchu.
Soon, Jin Chan Buddha led everyone through the area ahead and into the depths of the Hanging Buddhist Temple. Here, treasures were transpiring, and the Buddha’s light enveloped the mountain, creating an extremely holy and peaceful atmosphere. There were domes and towers in the front, and many fierce beasts could be seen, though they were not aggressive. Instead, they were gentler than people, exuding a kind of Buddhist nature.
Influenced by the Buddhist spirit of this place, even the most ominous creatures would restrain their darkness and become gentle and peaceful.
“It is rumored that there is a mantra in Buddha Mountain that can save all beings, including ferocious beasts and birds of prey.”
“There is a black mountain in front of Buddha Mountain Gate, which once suppressed a monkey demon known as the Great Sage of Chaos. Later, Buddha recited scriptures day and night for thousands of years, eventually taming his fierceness and converting him to Buddhism, naming him the Holy Buddha of Chaos. He now guards the gate of Buddha Mountain. I wonder if this is true?” Gu Changge glanced at the beasts on the tower and asked with some interest.
He actually understood the origin of the scriptures of the Human Beings; they were the remains of a demonic bottle. In later generations, eminent cultivators at Buddha Mountain deduced and perfected it, forming a new divine power said to be able to save all beings, even those that seemed beyond saving.
In the past, many great cultivators converted to Buddhism for this reason. There was even a battle to destroy the Buddha in the upper realm. However, the divine powers of Buddha Mountain were very strange. There were many believers of Buddha Mountain scattered throughout the upper realm and even in many lower realms, rivaling the believers of the Human Ancestor Hall.
Some great sect leaders had worshipped at Buddha Mountain when they were young and converted to Buddhism, leading to many Dao traditions in the upper world being inextricably linked with Buddha Mountain.
At Buddha Mountain, many ancient artifacts were suppressed, and its background was immortal. There was once a Buddha born with a divine pestle in his hand, who shocked the world in battle and killed a royal family in the cloudy sky. His power was not even weaker than the ancestors of that time.
In short, the mystery of Buddha Mountain far surpassed that of the Human Ancestor Hall and the Emperor’s Mountain in the upper realm.
“Oh, what Brother Gu mentioned actually happened many years ago. Today, that senior is no longer guarding the gate of Buddha Mountain, but his descendants have been guarding it for generations,” Jin Chan Buddha, who was walking in front, smiled slightly and replied. “As for the Scripture of Human Beings, that’s an external name. In Buddha Mountain, it is considered the supreme scripture, accessible only to a select few.”
Gu Changge was not surprised by this. Buddha Mountain’s moral appearance was, at best, comparable to his own, so there was nothing to say. He was more interested in understanding how much the current salvation scripture was related to his demonic bottle. He wondered if it could be used to alter the evolution of the salvation scripture so that the souls saved by Buddha Mountain could be controlled by him.
Of course, this was just a thought. To realize it, he would need to find cultivators or beings who had been saved by the scripture. He didn’t have much time right now, so he could only revisit this idea later.
“At the beginning, the Great Sage of Chaos was said to have disrespected the Buddha dharma and looked down on Buddha Mountain, leading to his eventual conversion. A great cultivator from Buddha Mountain took action, transforming a palm strike into a black mountain to suppress him in front of the mountain, where he was influenced by Dharma day and night,” Jiang Chuchu explained, thinking Gu Changge was interested in this matter.
“Holy Maiden Chuchu is actually mistaken. It wasn’t that he didn’t respect Buddhism; rather, the senior was unruly and disrespectful to etiquette. So, Buddha Mountain taught him a lesson, and only then did he feel grateful and decided to guard the front of Buddha Mountain Gate,” Jin Chan Buddha interjected, turning around to correct her.
Jiang Chuchu glanced at him and fell silent. She knew that on the grounds of Buddha Mountain, arguing further would be futile. Although she knew Buddha Mountain’s version was self-serving, the true events were recorded in many Dao traditions.
Gu Changge was not surprised by Buddha Mountain’s shamelessness. He understood that if he were in their position, he would have done the same. After all, a gatekeeper monster with terrifying strength would be something any lineage would emphasize.
Soon, the group arrived at a courtyard. After bringing them there, Jin Chan Buddha instructed the remaining cultivators to leave. Gu Changge and the others would rest here for the time being and set off tomorrow to the Demon Burying Abyss to address the calamity of the great demon that had emerged. Buddha Mountain would also intervene, sending many Buddhas with profound teachings to assist.
“Jin Chan Buddha gives me the feeling that his mind is not right. I don’t know if it’s just my imagination,” Jiang Chuchu said to Gu Changge, frowning slightly as she observed the retreating cultivators.
Possessing the Nine Orifices Immortal Soul, Jiang Chuchu had an exceptionally strong perception of various auras. This talent had allowed her to discern Gu Changge’s true identity, and now it made her suspicious of Jin Chan Buddha. She felt he might have ulterior motives for going to the Demon Burying Abyss.
Gu Changge nodded in agreement and said, “So when we go to the Demon Burying Abyss, keep a close eye on him. There might be some trouble coming. All right.”
He hadn’t expected Jiang Chuchu to voice this suspicion, but it provided him with a convenient excuse. With this suspicion hanging over Jin Chan Buddha, any trouble that arose could naturally be attributed to him.
“Since ancient times, the Demon Burying Abyss has indeed sealed many peerless demons. I heard that Jin Chan Buddha once visited it. Could it be related to that?” Jiang Chuchu had no doubts about Gu Changge’s words, but she found it hard to believe Jin Chan Buddha would dare to do something so reckless.
The peerless fierce demons in the Demon Burying Abyss could disrupt the upper world, and there might even be beings beyond the realm of the emperor. As a cultivator, could Jin Chan Buddha be so daring and monstrous? Or perhaps he didn’t care about Buddha Mountain’s strict rules.
“Who knows?” Gu Changge smiled and said, “As you said, the heart is hidden within. In short, be careful.”
Jiang Chuchu nodded thoughtfully.
“Let’s leave it at that for now. But we have another issue to address. Shall we rest together tonight or separately?” Gu Changge asked, changing the subject and looking at her with a mischievous expression.
Jiang Chuchu glanced at him, her face clouding over. This was the Hanging Buddhist Temple, a sacred Buddhist place. What was he thinking?
“Let’s… let’s take a break, shall we?” Jiang Chuchu said, not daring to refuse Gu Changge’s request. She asked in a negotiating tone, looking at him tentatively.
When she was in the Human Ancestor Hall, Gu Changge hadn’t asked her for anything, but she still felt a little nervous. After all, she had personally promised Gu Changge.
“Fine,” Gu Changge said, planning to tease her and having no other intentions. However, seeing her expression, he feigned some regret and disappointment, shaking his head.
Jiang Chuchu felt conflicted and guilty toward Gu Changge. In her view, as Gu Changge’s woman, she should naturally obey him. It seemed normal for her to stay and warm the bed. However, she had a natural resistance to these things, finding it difficult to accept them for the time being.
Gu Changge had helped her a lot, solving many of her troubles without asking for anything in return. He hadn’t really forced her either. Reflecting on this, she felt that she owed Gu Changge a little.
“Or… I’ll make it up to you?” Jiang Chuchu asked hesitantly, her eyebrows knitted in a tangle.
It was the only compromise she could think of.
“How will you compensate?” Gu Changge asked, looking at her with interest.
In the next moment, Jiang Chuchu, looking a bit hazy, took a step forward and suddenly approached him. She was warm and cool as jade, with a soft, faintly refreshing sweet scent. After doing this, she hurriedly left the place as if fleeing, her skirt fluttering and her face flushed.
Today, she felt bolder than ever.
Gu Changge touched his lips, which still carried her breath.
“What an easy-going guy…” he murmured.
After Jiang Chuchu disappeared, he shook his head. The gentle expression in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep, unchanging calm.
Afterward, Gu Changge returned to his courtyard. He placed a few jade talismans around, breaking into the nearby void to prevent anyone from snooping, and then sat down with his legs crossed.
A streak of golden brilliance flashed between Gu Changge’s eyebrows, and from it emerged a golden little man. The miniature figure bore his exact likeness but appeared unusually indifferent. In the sleeves of the tiny man, a faint golden brilliance flickered—a primordial true feather imbued with peerless edge.
Buzz!!
In a swift motion, the golden little man stepped into the void, turned, and vanished. Gu Changge opened his eyes, his expression thoughtful. He wasn’t concerned about his Primordial Spirit being discovered; his mastery of spatial power ensured his tracelessness within the Hanging Buddhist Temple. Nevertheless, as a precaution, he employed a secret technique to conceal his presence.
Earlier, upon entering the Hanging Buddhist Temple, Gu Changge had sensed someone observing him, but the gaze withdrew upon meeting his own. The observer possessed profound cultivation and formidable Dharma, prompting Gu Changge to exercise caution.
He pondered Jin Chan Buddha’s purpose in venturing to the Demon Burying Abyss. If their goals aligned, it could simplify matters considerably. However, Gu Changge doubted Jin Chan Buddha’s interest lay in the so-called seal. More likely, he sought something specific within the abyss.
Many years ago, Jin Chan Buddha had ventured into the Demon Burying Abyss and narrowly escaped being buried within it. Now, with the seal loosened over time, the chaos brewing in the abyss presented a ripe opportunity to capitalize on the turmoil.
If things went as Gu Changge suspected, he could easily shift the blame onto someone else when the seal of the Demon Burying Abyss inevitably broke. It would be an ideal situation to pin on Jin Chan Buddha.
Meanwhile, in a side hall not far from the temple, bright lights illuminated the space, casting reflections of Buddha’s light on the walls. Strings of Buddha beads gleamed brilliantly in the ambient glow. An elderly cultivator, with eyebrows as white as snow and flowing to the ground, sat knocking on a wooden fish. The sound reverberated with an indescribable charm.
Jin Chan Buddha stood silently behind him, his expression calm.
“You seem troubled,” the old monk said without turning around, his voice gentle and measured.
“Master Uncle…” Jin Chan Buddha sighed and shook his head. “I’m truly troubled.”
“Is it because of Gu Changge and the others who arrived today?” the old cultivator asked, though he had not left the side hall in a long time. Despite this seclusion, he remained well-informed about events in the outside world, including the recent visitors to the Hanging Buddhist Temple.
Jin Chan Buddha nodded in agreement. “Yes, I don’t know his intentions for going to the Demon Burying Abyss this time, but my Buddha Heart warns me to keep my distance from him. He is very dangerous.”
The old monk sighed deeply. “He is indeed formidable. Even if you were to use all your abilities, you would not be his match. I sensed his presence the moment he entered the Hanging Buddhist Temple today.”
“But he must have noticed me as well, so I averted my gaze,” the old monk continued.
Jin Chan Buddha was taken aback by this revelation. It was unbelievable to hear the old monk admit that he was not Gu Changge’s equal. Even more surprising was that the old monk, with his deep understanding of the Buddha Mountain’s Six Passes, refrained from further investigating Gu Changge.
The Six Passes of Buddha Mountain were six immensely powerful divine abilities: Heavenly Eyesight, Heavenly Ear Power, Other Mind Power, Fate Power, Divine Realm Power, and Leaky Power. Among them, cultivating Heavenly Eyesight and Heavenly Ears allowed one to see all visible forms and hear all sounds in the world. Jin Chan Buddha himself had only glimpsed the power of Heavenly Ears.
In front of his great uncle, Jin Chan Buddha acknowledged that his insights on this path surpassed his own. It could be said that within a million miles, there were no people he couldn’t see or voices he couldn’t hear.
But even with such abilities, he dared not easily spy on Gu Changge.
“It seems there are deeper secrets behind the rumors surrounding the Boundary Monument,” Jin Chan Buddha sighed, his gaze heavy.
Gu Changge’s demonstration of power at the Boundary Monument had indeed astonished many, including Jin Chan Buddha himself. However, he was aware that the Human Ancestor Hall possessed a secret technique that could manifest the Dharma body across vast distances using the power of faith. Such techniques were independent of the practitioner’s personal cultivation.
Yet, it appeared Gu Changge had achieved his feats without such secret methods.
“He may not be aware of Buddha Mountain’s secrets, but there’s no need for concern,” the white-browed old monk reassured. “As for the meditation robe, it was created by you, and no one can take it away. You brought it down originally, and only you can bring it back up.”
As the old monk continued speaking, his closed eyes suddenly snapped open. He turned his head toward a specific direction, where wisps of divine light flickered and intertwined, casting reflections in the ethereal space.
Within that space were a pair of pure white eyes, devoid of any coloration, yet exuding a terrifying aura. The light within them seemed to pierce through time and space, capable of traversing the three realms and six paths.
“What’s the matter, Uncle Shi?” Jin Chan Buddha asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.
“The seal on the Demon Burying Abyss can last for up to half a year. Once you retrieve the meditation robe, you must use the Buddha’s bones to reinforce the seal, or else the Hanging Buddhist Temple will be in grave danger of destruction,” the white-browed old monk replied, his expression graver than ever.
Jin Chan Buddha nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of the situation. Buddha Mountain possessed a unique method of reception and attraction, ensuring that monks who had advanced in Buddhism in their previous lives would be reborn with their past wisdom intact upon passing away. In his previous life, he himself had founded the Hanging Buddhist Temple, yet he had not yet awakened the memories of that life in this current incarnation—a condition Buddha Mountain attributed to a lack of opportunity.
And that opportunity lay in the meditation robe that had once been taken into the Demon Burying Abyss. This robe was the supreme artifact of Buddha Mountain, imbued with myriad profound Buddhist teachings that countless devout cultivators recited daily.
As for how the meditation robe ended up in the Demon Burying Abyss, it remained a source of shame for Buddha Mountain, a matter seldom discussed until now.
“I understand, Uncle Shi,” Jin Chan Buddha replied, his heart settling at the thought of the meditation robe being his destined opportunity and fate. The predestined law of Buddha Mountain dictated that if anyone else were to take it away, they would face unimaginable consequences.
“Then I’ll take my leave,” he added respectfully before stepping back and exiting the side hall.
However, just as he departed, the old cultivator with white eyebrows suddenly frowned. He peered into a void with a hint of doubt, sensing as though eyes were fixed upon him. Yet, upon investigation, there was nothing to be found. This perplexed him deeply.
Could he have been mistaken? With his level of cultivation, who in the vast Hanging Buddhist Temple could spy on him without detection? He doubted Gu Changge possessed such capability.
“Could it be that I’m about to face a theft…” the old monk murmured to himself. Shaking his head, he continued to knock on the wooden fish methodically, sighing softly.
Uncertain of his survival should the seal on the Demon Burying Abyss break, he accepted it as his fate. Life and death were matters he approached with equanimity, trusting in Buddha Mountain’s method of reincarnation to preserve their memories through lifetimes. Death, to him, was akin to a prolonged slumber.
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