Chapter 141 - Chapter 141: Chapter 142: Lava Blessed Land

“Woof, that baldy is coming up!”

Ergouzi also saw this scene from the rearview mirror and immediately started jumping.

“Giggle, kid, quickly do a drift and shake off that little rabbit!”

Ji Wuqing also said.

“Amitabha, this humble monk bears no ill will; it is merely that the benefactor has heedlessly committed slaughter, and this monk cannot bear it in his heart, hence coming here to advise the benefactor,” said Liaowang.

“The Buddha once said…”

Listening to the little monk chanting scriptures behind him, Li Xiaobai felt his head swell with annoyance; despite the monk’s young age, he’s quite adept at lecturing people.

He exchanged for a pair of earplugs from the store and put them on, automatically blocking out Little Monk Liaowang’s words.

The world instantly became much quieter.

“Woof, kid, get a pair for your Lord Ergouzi too!” Ergouzi leaned in close.

“Giggle, this sovereign wants one too, this Bald Donkey can really talk, this sovereign can’t stand it!” said Ji Wuqing.

“One hundred high-grade Spirit Stones,” Li Xiaobai said as he lit a Huazi, speaking indifferently.

“Woof, you’re robbing me!”

Inside the carriage, there was suddenly a complete ruckus, but after a round of Muscle Flaccidity moves, both the chicken and dog quieted down obediently.

Ouyang Shuanger also suffered an undeserved calamity, feeling a raging storm surge in her heart; the sudden sensation of weakness and powerlessness that came over her had never been brought on by the Soft Muscle Powder before.

For a moment, her Primordial Spirit felt as if it had separated from her body. What kind of move was this, so terrifying it was!

“Do you two have a feud with the Buddhist Sect?”

Li Xiaobai asked curiously, both the chicken and the dog seemed like they had just come into the world, so why did they dislike the monk so much?

“Lord Ergouzi once fought heaven and earth’s deities and Buddhas for hundreds of rounds and narrowly escaped being subdued after a close defeat. This is a grudge of life and death!” Ergouzi said, grinding his teeth.

“In the days of old when this sovereign roamed the universe, I debated with the Buddha himself, but when that old Bald Donkey couldn’t defeat me in debate, he resorted to suppression by force. This sovereign cannot tolerate such indignity!” conveyed Ji Wuqing, his eyes flashing with a cold gleam, his gaze deep as if recalling the endless ages of ancient times.

Li Xiaobai, utterly baffled, said, “Speak human language!”

“Woof, Lord Ergouzi naturally hates Bald Donkeys, Lord Ergouzi doesn’t even know why.”

“Giggle, this sovereign feels the same way.”

Seeing Li Xiaobai threaten to unleash Muscle Flaccidity once again, both the chicken and the dog quieted down.

Ouyang Shuanger felt her IQ was being insulted. This chicken and dog were even more shameless with their bluffing, which didn’t need a draft. Speaking of endless ages and ancient myths with such ease – indeed, the pets mirror the owner.

It was laughable that she found herself affected by the aura of these two pets for a moment, how embarrassing!

Li Xiaobai pondered in his heart; perhaps it was due to their bloodline. According to what the straw-cloaked man had said, this little shabby dog seemed to have inherited the bloodline of the ancient Divine Beast, the Kylin.

Could it be that the Kylin Divine Beast also had some conflict with the Buddhist Sect?

Looking through the rearview mirror, he saw that Little Monk Liaowang at the back was still prattling on tirelessly.

Li Xiaobai signaled Ergouzi to take out the embroidered shoe and throw it to see which direction they should go next.

The embroidered shoe danced in the air, turned several circles, and with the toe pointing down, plunged straight into the seam of Ouyang Shuanger’s slender thigh.

Li Xiaobai: “…”

Ouyang Shuanger: “…”

Ji Wuqing: “…”

Ergouzi scratched his head and tentatively asked, “Shall we throw it again?”

“If we throw it again, it won’t be allowed. Let’s just follow this road and keep going.”

Li Xiaobai wasn’t sure what tricks the embroidered shoe was playing; according to the System’s introduction, such coincidences shouldn’t happen.

He continued to drive the truck forward.

About half an hour later, the truck burst out of the jungle, and the space in front of him gradually opened up.

Many cultivators were all rushing in the same direction. Seeing a rumbling steel behemoth suddenly burst from the roadside startled all of them, and those with weaker cultivation levels simply collapsed on the ground.

Li Xiaobai rolled down the window and asked a cultivator at the roadside, “What’s ahead, and why are so many cultivators going there?”

The cultivator’s face was somewhat pale, and looking at Li Xiaobai as if he were a monster, he stammered, “Ahead, a treasure land has been discovered, and we all want to try our luck.”

“I see, thanks, fellow Daoist.”

Li Xiaobai nodded, understanding the situation. He turned the steering wheel, and the truck’s roar tore through the forest as it rushed out.

The cultivator behind him was so terrified that his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, his trouser legs slightly damp.

The truck arrived at the gathering place, where the noise of voices and the sound of a waterfall were overwhelming, so the engine’s roar didn’t attract attention from the cultivators.

Parking the truck at a spot somewhat farther away, Li Xiaobai got out and secretly observed the scene ahead.

There were too many cultivators gathered here, surely over six or seven hundred, and many were renowned cultivators listed on the rankings.

Ahead was a cliff, and below the cliff was a thick, tumbling magma, steaming vapours bursting forth with a sound like a huge waterfall—the sound was coming from the swelling bubbles in the magma.

The treasures were within the magma, and many cultivators hesitated, wanting to obtain those treasures but not knowing how to go down.

The power of the magma was strong; an average person would be burned to the bone in an instant, leaving no residue.

Many cultivators also demonstrated their divine skills and tried to fish the treasures from below with magic treasures, but as soon as the magic treasures got close to the magma, they were incinerated.

“Below is the Molten Lava Canyon, one of the natural treasure lands, rich in fire attribute heaven and earth treasures. It’s the most suitable blessed land for cultivators who practice fire attribute cultivation techniques,” explained the Little Monk Liaowang, who had come beside Li Xiaobai.

“But with this magma blockage, I’m afraid the treasures inside can’t be retrieved,” Li Xiaobai said.

“Not necessarily so. Those with high cultivation levels can directly extract them with great divine powers, and some magic treasures can protect the body, allowing one to enter the magma to search for treasures for a short time,” Liaowang said.

Li Xiaobai nodded, indeed that was the case. These secret realms of the powerful never lacked masters, and this chatterbox monk beside him was one of those masters.

It was at this moment that the crowd ahead suddenly became agitated, and a muscular man parted the crowd, walking towards the edge of the cliff: “Step aside, let me do it!”

“It’s Wang Mang!”

“Wang Mang from the Central Province’s Giant Spirit Sect, ranked three thousand on the Human Rankings!”

“Legend has it that this man carries the bloodline of the Giant Spirit Clan and, imitating the ancient sages, tempers his body with great perseverance, following the path of physical sanctification!”

“Although he is only at the Nascent Soul Stage of cultivation, in terms of combat power, he’s strong enough to fight against some Divinity Transformation Stage experts!”

“Yeah, his foundation is too solid. This time, he probably wants to use the fire attribute medicinal materials in the magma to refine impurities out of his body.”

Recognizing the man, the cultivators whispered among themselves, showing great respect for Wang Mang.

Ergouzi grinned foolishly: “Woof, kiddo, this big silly guy’s setting overlaps with yours. Let’s take him down!”