Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Dharmakaya
Amidst the misty waters, the mountains appeared ink-like.
Half an hour later, nearing midnight, a silver-black armored helicopter silently rose vertically from a forest, several kilometers away from the already departed Kunsan Village. With a spin, the helicopter headed southwest into the profound darkness, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
At the helm was Hai Xiao, the deputy leader of Dragon Team, while in the co-pilot seat sat the coordinator and liaison officer, also the only woman in the group, Ye Zi.
By now, Ye Zi had shed the red coat of a rural farm woman, donning a black night suit instead. She had reverted to her usual appearance, transforming from an innocent mountain girl into a beautiful and serious-looking Dragon Team operative.
In the rear cabin, Yang Chen leaned back in a chair, with Duan Ren narrating the details of the mission since they boarded the helicopter.
Behind them, the other members of the Dragon Team rested with closed eyes, while Tian Long from the Eight Departments snored, displaying an attitude of fearlessness, as if not even the heavens could disturb his slumber.
Despite the verbose explanations from Duan Ren, who occasionally inserted some cultural knowledge to make himself appear educated, Yang Chen roughly understood the purpose behind the Dragon Team's elaborate scheme to ensnare him.
The primary objective of this mission was to intercept a group attempting to smuggle the Dharmakaya of the Mahavairocana, a secret practice in Tibetan Buddhism, out of the Yanxia country.
According to the doctrines of Tibetan Buddhism, the Dharmakaya of the Mahavairocana held a significant place in their beliefs. Only the teachings passed down from the Mahavairocana's vajra summit were recognized as orthodox. If the golden statue, said to be imbued with the countless powers of the ancient Buddhas, were lost, it would cast doubts on the legitimacy of the rulers of the Tibetan region among the followers.
In such a fanatical region, lacking the fundamental belief would mean plunging the entire area into the danger of disintegration.
The significance of the territory was self-evident!
However, this situation was extremely peculiar. The one attempting to steal the Dharmakaya was none other than Danzuo Rinpoche, the elder responsible for enshrining the Dharmakaya.
Dan Zuo Rinpoche was not just an ordinary propagator of Buddhism or an ordinary living Buddha from the Tibetan region who practiced Zen and revered the Buddha. He inherited many esoteric martial arts and dharmas of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, making him a highly skilled martial monk of the Buddhist sect.
If it were just Dan Zuo Rinpoche, it could be manageable. Dragon Team could be dispatched to encircle and intercept him, and they would surely prevail and retrieve the Dharmakaya.
However, this betrayal involved the Four Kings of the Tantric sect, who had always had excellent relations with Dan Zuo Rinpoche. They were Da Bao, Da Cheng, Da Zhi, and Da Ci, each proficient in Tantric Buddhism and equally deep in cultivation as Dan Zuo Rinpoche.
With these five Tantric high monks planning to smuggle the Dharmakaya out of the country, if Dragon Team hadn't been monitoring them and noticed their suspicious activities, it might have been too late to stop them! Although these five individuals couldn't withstand modern weaponry and heavy artillery, the Dharmakaya of Mahavairocana they carried with them was absolutely invaluable. Moreover, if the military were to be deployed openly, it could become an internationally exposed incident.
Therefore, besides a small-scale assault operation to retrieve the Dharmakaya, there was no other way.
After listening to Duan Ren's explanation, Yang Chen asked in confusion, "These bald donkeys, with nothing better to do, are still thinking about looting cultural relics and smuggling them out of the country?"
Duan Ren snorted, "The Tibetan region has always been a thorn in the side of Yanxia. These heretical living Buddhas who deviate from the orthodox teachings are not a recent phenomenon. They simply want to lead the Tibetan region to break away and seize power. So, it's not surprising that they would resort to such actions."
"Once this is all over, you'll provide me with the antidote, right? My wife and mother-in-law have been lying in bed at home this whole time, and I'm worried about them catching a cold," Yang Chen said gloomily.
Before leaving, Yang Chen tucked Mo Qian Ni and Ma Gui Fang into bed, locked the door, and then left with the members of the Dragon Team.
Duan Ren nodded, "That's natural. Once everything is settled, I won't bring any trouble to His Majesty the Underworld's family."
After flying in the helicopter for over two hours, they finally landed in a rocky gorge by the river. Here, four dark green military tents had been set up, with a dozen fully armed soldiers standing guard with guns, vigilantly scanning all directions.
Yang Chen followed the Dragon Group's team off the helicopter and entered the largest tent. Inside, the temperature was slightly warmer, and temporary white lights dispelled the darkness of the early morning.
Upon entering the camp, they saw two mats casually placed on the ground directly opposite them. Sitting on the mats were two women dressed as Taoist nuns in plain blue robes.
The woman sitting directly opposite appeared to be in her forties, with faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, yet still exuding an undiminished charm. Her face was beautiful, like a distant mountain shrouded in mist, with red lips and fair skin. Her calm and composed demeanor radiated the charm of an ancient Oriental beauty.
Next to her, a younger nun with her hands raised, fingers delicate like orchid petals, wore a nun's hat. Her face resembled a piece of white snow in early spring or a white lotus in a pond, clear as the blue waters of a cold pond, appearing like a younger version of the elder nun.
The older nun had already stood up, brushed off her already clean Taoist robe, and cast two graceful gazes over the newcomers before fixing her gaze squarely on Yang Chen. "Is this the King of the Underworld?"
The younger nun also patted her robe and stood up. She looked to be in her twenties, still curious about new things. Seeing her master asking such a serious question, she also gazed at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen secretly admired the women, both the elder and the younger nun, were remarkable. One was mature and graceful, while the other was youthful and beautiful. Both had exquisite features, and the Taoist robes accentuated their graceful figures, tempting to the eye!
Seeing Yang Chen only staring at the two women and not responding, a hint of displeasure flashed in the elder nun's eyes. "King of the Underworld, what are you looking at?"
"Huh?" Yang Chen chuckled awkwardly. "This must be Master Yun Miao, right? I was just looking at Master Yun and this junior sister here."
"What's there to look at for us and our junior sister?" Master Yun Miao asked, displeased.
Duan Ren and several other members of the Dragon Group were somewhat nervous. They knew that Master Yun Miao had a bad temper, while Tian Long was chuckling on the side.
Yang Chen wasn't too restrained. He joked, "Master Yun Miao, you take care of yourself so well. What kind of cosmetics do you usually use? Care to share? Or maybe give us a secret formula? You wouldn't know, but I work in a fashion company now. We produce cosmetics. If there's no good formula, looking at Master Yun's appearance, I'm sure you have a good skincare routine. How about we collaborate and launch a product? We can all make money from it."
Yang Chen just said it casually, but Master Yun Miao obviously thought Yang Chen was maliciously teasing her. She suddenly drew her personal sword from her side, its cold light shimmering like autumn water!
"Disrespectful disciple! You're so outspoken upon our first meeting! It seems that today I must teach you a lesson before we discuss serious matters!"
With a clear rebuke, Master Yun Miao actually swung her willow-leaf long sword, thrusting towards Yang Chen!