Yinshan Record

Chapter 293 Relentless Pursuit, Buddha's Light Above Head
Su Che looked at the old turtle in front of him, whose face was full of sorrow.

Fortunately, you don't know that the shattering of the Yin-Yang boundary and the return of the evil dragon to the sea are also related to me.

I never imagined that the Canglang River would become what it is today, and that it could be considered a result of my own efforts.

This really caught us off guard.

"The Great River Alliance is truly ungrateful,"

Su Che chimed in.

"They're not just ungrateful; they used to only monitor the aquatic creatures along the river, but now they've gone even further, claiming they need to inspect something and coming to our doorsteps, demanding that everyone along the river obey their orders."

Master Heng took over the conversation.

Su Che was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

As for Yuyang Mountain's methods, I have witnessed them myself. Those eight hundred battle spirit ghost soldiers were obtained from the underground caves of Yuyang Mountain.

Yuyang Mountain alone should not be able to support the formidable power of the Great River Alliance.

How many aquatic creatures have achieved mastery of cultivation in the Canglang River? How many Void Immortals and Rejuvenating Elixir Masters would it take to suppress them into submission?

If Yuyang Mountain had such reserves, how could it have been breached by him and the Yin-Yang Old Ghost?

"Is that so?" Su Che looked at the four demons and sighed, "I was thinking of opening a water palace under the Canglang River to enjoy some peace and quiet, but I never expected it to be so turbulent."

The old turtle exchanged glances with the other three demons, and roughly figured out what kind of person this young master was.

It seems that this sorcerer appeared out of nowhere, relying on his abilities to seek some benefits in the waters of Canglang, but he did not expect that the place had already become a mess. So he regretted it and decided to retreat.

Since that's the case, it's a good opportunity to add some firewood to this kid's fire and trick him into leaving this place.

The old turtle made up its mind and quickly said...

"Alas, young master, your timing is unfortunate."

He sighed.

“In the past, Canglang River was a paradise, but now that Madam Xue and Qingjiao have started their battle, and there are also the scoundrels from the Great River Alliance causing trouble, it’s impossible to enjoy the fish maiden’s tricks behind closed doors and savor fine wine and delicacies.”

"Now, not only are those scum from the Great River Alliance riding on our heads, but even Madam Xue and Lord Qingjiao have issued documents ordering us to go and help them, to be our suicidal pawns."

As the old turtle spoke, he pulled out many bamboo slips made of bone plates from his sleeve. They were all written in small seal script, and were documents from Madam Xue and Lord Qingjiao, who were coercing and enticing them to choose sides.

General Shan and Mr. Gong also began to complain.

The several fairies' strange and cryptic pronouncements were strung together, which Su Che found quite amusing.

Clearly, they have received quite a few of these pressuring documents.

"It's just a pity that our cultivation is not strong enough. We can't afford to offend either side. We have to choose between the female ghost and the old dragon."

The old turtle looked at Su Che and said.

"Young master, your cultivation is profound. Please heed my advice and leave this mess as soon as possible. It's not too late to come back after things have settled down."

The demons chimed in, all hoping to persuade Su Che to leave as soon as possible.

As they were discussing this, a strange force suddenly arose from the Canglang River, as if a giant hand was stirring the river water from all directions. They felt the river water surging and pressing down from all sides.

There are also text-like patterns that resemble golden seeds scattered from the water's surface, bringing with them streaks of golden light.

Within this water palace, white lotuses bloom and wither in the void, blossoming, fading, and condensing into seeds, endlessly cycling.

"I have taken refuge in the Buddha, I have taken refuge in the Dharma, I have taken refuge in the Sangha."

The sounds of Zen chants surged from all directions. In the water palace, those demons with shallow cultivation knelt down, some with their hands clasped together, others kowtowing repeatedly. Even the fish and shrimp that had not yet developed sentience collapsed into the water, as if in repentance.

"Master...something terrible has happened..."

A tiger-headed toad spirit flapped its webbed feet as it passed through the palaces and buildings in the water mansion, holding a steel fork in its hand, its face as ugly as if it had lost its parents.

"What's the panic?"

The old turtle, displaying its imposing power, surged with demonic energy, managing to stabilize the turbulent water palace. However, the white lotus remained completely unaffected, its life force still fluctuating, and the chanting and sacred sounds continued unabated.

“A monster with a bumpy head has come from outside. He keeps muttering on the water’s surface, and many of the brothers have been bewitched by him and are talking nonsense!”

Although the tiger-headed toad spirit was trembling, it still managed to maintain its mental clarity amidst the chanting.

"A bumpy head?"

Great Buddhist practitioners each possess extraordinary characteristics, known as the "thirty-two marks and eighty minor marks of a Buddha," among which is the "ushnisha (cranial protuberance) on the top of the head." The supernatural powers of the Buddhist practitioners before us are already remarkable, but we do not know to what extent the one mentioned above has cultivated.

Su Che frowned. The visitor was clearly hostile; those with good intentions would not come.

The one above should be from a Buddhist background, but it's unclear whether he's a Yaksha who escaped from the hungry ghost realm after the Yin-Yang boundary shattered, or a Buddhist who came from the Western Lands.

"This is the work of those wicked monks. Old turtle, let's go up and take a look."

Mr. Gong shouted, his eyes turning bloodshot.

"They actually managed to break into our territory." General Shan straightened his armor. "Their methods are cunning and ruthless. We must not be careless. It would be best to be cautious."

Master Heng waved his sleeve and said, "I'd rather be a broken piece of jade than a whole piece of tile. Things have come to this point, let's see what tricks they have up their sleeves."

Upon hearing this, Su Che felt a pang of shame.

Clearly, these demons have already fought with the Buddhists, and the Buddhists have intervened in the Canglang River.

Ironically, everyone in the Liang Dynasty pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if nothing had happened.

The old turtle looked at Su Che beside it.

"We have an enemy coming this time, so please don't blame us for not being hospitable enough, young master..."

"What are you saying? We are all of the same aquatic lineage, and now is the time for us to unite against a common enemy. Why distinguish between you and me..."

Su Che took over the conversation, but he knew perfectly well what was going on.

To these water demons, they were, after all, outsiders of unknown origin. Now that an enemy was attacking from the outside, the fact that these water demons didn't resort to the "pacify the internal before resisting the external" tactic was already considered quite kind among the demons.

The water palace was still in turmoil, but General Shan had already begun to set up his formation. This demon's title included "General," so he must have some military strategy.

"There are spells that shake people's hearts above. We young men are all useless. In the end, it will be just the few of us who will face the enemy. We beg Elder Yuan to lead the first battle. Among us brothers, only you have profound cultivation and are a spiritual seed. Please test the waters and let us brothers see the enemy's methods."

Upon hearing this, the old turtle nodded repeatedly, agreeing to the first round.

"Master Heng, you and I will support Elder Yuan. If those thieves are powerful, we will bring Elder Yuan back and use this water mansion to make further plans. If they are not so formidable, we will join them in launching an attack and give them a severe blow so they will not dare to come again."

Without a second thought, Master Heng agreed immediately.

"Old Master, just make the arrangements. I, Master Heng, will obey your orders and ensure that they are carried out without fail."

General Shan roused himself and addressed Mr. Gong on the other side.

"The three of us are all simpletons. If anything happens to us, we'll ask our old friend to help us out."

Mr. Gong nodded upon hearing this.

His bloodline was born different from ordinary people, and his cultivation method was extremely exquisite. He had the ability to hide like a fly and swarm around him. He was like a bird that never strikes, but when he does strike, it will surely hit its mark.

General Shan naturally wanted him to conduct guerrilla warfare in stealth, and once an opportunity was found, he would make the decisive move in this battle.

Of course, he also understood the unspoken meaning behind his old neighbor's words.

The old turtle brought back a man of unknown origin, and fearing that something unexpected might happen, he decided to have him keep watch.

Mr. Gong shook his head inwardly.

Others may not know, but he is certain that the person before him is not on the same side as those above.

Mr. Gong was quite certain that the creature the old turtle brought back was most likely a dragon.

Since it is a dragon species, it must have come from other water veins and would certainly not be in cahoots with those demonic monks above.

(End of this chapter)