Even If I Fell into the Avici Hell, I Would Not Regret It

"Secondly, I need to verify the truth of what you've said, including your grudge against the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, and whether your Glazed Temple truly possesses a treasure capable of creating spacetime."

While Si Ming established the Heavenly Martial Alliance with the grand ambition of spreading martial arts throughout the world, his primary motivation was to find a way home. After all, one person's energy is limited and cannot compare to the power of an organization.

As the leader of the Heavenly Martial Alliance, if he claimed to have lost something, countless martial artists would be willing to dig three feet into the ground for him. In the same situation, if a wandering martial Rogue Person of similar reputation, such as the Tyrant Saber Dai Wen, claimed to have lost something and offered the Ananda Saber Technique as a reward, very few people would be willing to dig three feet into the ground for him. On the one hand, not everyone wants to learn the Ananda Saber Technique, and on the other hand, he lacks channels to spread information. If the news were to be spread through a third party, its credibility would be greatly reduced.

In contrast, if the Heavenly Martial Alliance simply posts a mission notice, no one believes that the alliance leader would go back on his word.

Si Ming originally planned to issue the corresponding mission after the Heavenly Martial Alliance took control of the Western Martial World, but now that there is a ready-made solution, there is no reason not to miss it.

Xilai said, "This is perfectly reasonable. Seeing is believing. I have a clear conscience, and every word I have said is true. I welcome the Alliance Leader to verify it."

Si Ming nodded and said, "One last thing, I want to take a look at the Tower of Sealing."

Chapter 365 Even Falling into Abyss, I Will Not Regret

In the Southern Martial World, Si Ming, Hongdou, Xilai Lai, disguised, walked along the official road.

Since it concerned whether he could go home, Si Ming had to take charge of such an important matter. The Heavenly Martial Alliance had already become well-organized and had a complete set of systems, so his presence or absence would not have a significant impact. Moreover, Si Jingyu was in charge, and Si Jingyu was much more skilled than him in handling specific matters. Hongdou, on the other hand, accompanied Xilai to Glazed Temple at his repeated requests.

The three were highly skilled, and even when walking, they were faster than ordinary people riding horses. They possessed the ability to shrink distances, and occasionally overtook pedestrians riding horses at high speed, causing the pedestrians to exclaim that they had seen ghosts in broad daylight.

"I heard you are the reincarnation of a Buddha. Is there really a way to reincarnate?" Si Ming asked as he traveled.

"It used to exist, but it's gone now. 'When the Desolate Sage descends to earth, the Six Paths cease to exist.' I forget where I saw this phrase, but there's no method of reincarnation now. However, there is Secret Method of possessing a true spirit. Before death, one retains a bit of their true spirit, chooses a pregnant woman who is more than six months along, and possesses the infant. But this is very different from the Buddhist School reincarnation, since it doesn't require going through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and there will be many aftereffects, such as losing some memories of the previous life. Therefore, some people have doubts about the Secret Method of possessing a spirit. Can a person without memories really be considered a continuation of their previous life?" Xilai explained.

"Oh, so what's your situation...? If you feel uncomfortable answering, you don't have to. I was just asking casually."

"Sigh, you know I need to gain your trust, so you ask such a private question. If I don't answer, wouldn't it seem like I'm not sincere?"

Xilai made a joke, then laughed and said, "The idea of reincarnation of a spirit Buddha is a misconception. It's actually a technique for passing on a lineage called 'Nirvana Heart Seal.' It involves a master leaving a mark on a disciple. When the master passes away, their cultivation and understanding of Buddhism are transferred to the disciple. If the Secret Method of possession transfers the true spirit, then the Nirvana Heart Seal transfers cultivation."

Hongdou asked curiously, "Wouldn't it become more and more powerful with each generation, until it becomes invincible?"

"Haha, if it were truly that miraculous, everyone in the Glazed Temple would be cultivating it, not just my lineage. The Nirvana Heart Seal has many limitations. First, it requires a high level of wisdom from the successor; if the disciple cannot comprehend the Buddhist teachings within the seal, they cannot receive the inheritance. Second, there will be some loss during the transfer process, so the disciple cannot fully inherit it. Third, the disciple needs to cultivate the corresponding methods to expand their own capacity; otherwise, if the capacity is insufficient, the excess must be discarded. Considering these three points, it is not difficult to see that the Nirvana Heart Seal has its limits," Xilai said.

Si Ming asked, "A single lineage, no wonder your seniority is so high... Wait a minute, wasn't it said that your master was the abbot of Glazed Temple?"

"It is naturally for concealment. If the secret of the Nirvana Heart Seal were to be revealed, it would attract the attention of many people with ulterior motives. Therefore, I implore you two benefactors to keep this secret for me."

"Yes, I'll keep it a secret."

Si Ming understood this. If his enemies knew about this, they would definitely kill Xilai before he found a successor, thus severing his lineage. Many more people would try their best to become his disciples, hoping to gain unparalleled cultivation without any effort.

Xilai tentatively asked, "Look, I've even revealed my biggest secret to you. There's no doubt about my sincerity, is there? Regarding the previous suggestion..."

"No way. I didn't ask you to tell me your secret; you opened it voluntarily." Si Ming quickly retorted.

"Sigh, I knew it was going to be a losing proposition."

Xilai turned his head and glanced at Hongdou's expression. He knew that such sincerity alone was not enough to get her to stand on his side. Not to mention the awareness of sacrificing family for the greater good, dealing with a monster like the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, whose strength surpassed that of Grandmaster, would inevitably involve risking one's life. It was indeed unreasonable to expect someone to risk their life to help you without paying any price.

Hongdou's cultivation level is not weak, but he lacks combat awareness. Combat awareness cannot be rushed and cannot be cultivated in a short time; it can only be built up through experience. However, based on his observations over the past few days, he discovered that Hongdou is someone who has little interest in martial arts, dislikes fighting, and instead enjoys painting. He wondered how Hongdou possessed such profound cultivation. Could it be that she, like him, has a similar inheritance of the Nirvana Heart Seal?

That day, Xilai pondered repeatedly. His original plan was to take the two to the Glazed Temple to see the Tower of Sealing, and then go to the territory controlled by the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King to see how those Monster Race wantonly harmed humans and used human fear as their food. But could such a shock really move someone who dislikes fighting and make her decide to risk her life to kill her own family for the greater good?

More importantly, time is running out for Glazed Temple. The appearance of Hongdou was a complete accident. They had only assisted Illusion Ji in going to the Sea Continent to create a variable and cultivate a glimmer of hope. They never expected that Illusion Ji would actually give birth to an heir in the Sea Continent, and that this heir would also come to the Barbarian Continent by accident. This was a completely unexpected joy for Glazed Temple.

However, Glazed Temple could not place all its hopes on such unpredictable variables. They had another plan to deal with the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, and this plan had already reached the middle stage. If they could not persuade Hongdou to join before the end, they would have to give up on the variables and proceed according to the original plan. In that case, not only would more people be sacrificed, but the possibility of failure would also be greater.

Centuries of warfare, countless sacrifices—the hope of ending this tragedy is within reach. Even if it only increases the odds of victory by a mere 10%, shouldn't we strive with all our might to achieve it?

After a sleepless night of deliberation, Xilai finally made up his mind not to go to Glazed Temple as originally planned.

Si Ming asked, "You've changed your mind? Where do you want to take us?"

Xilai didn't answer, but said, "You are from the Western Martial World, so you may not know that in recent years a notorious villain has emerged in the Southern Martial World, known as the 'Buddha-Slaying Monk.' He specifically targets Buddhist School monks, slaughtering and destroying countless temples, his hands stained with the blood of Buddhist School disciples. He possesses a demonic weapon called the 'Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber,' which is rumored to have the effect of converting merit into karma. Once he kills a thousand enlightened monks, it can be transformed into a supreme demonic blade, capable of suppressing all Buddhist School Cultivation Body. Although the Glazed Temple has issued a kill order against him, he has escaped time and time again, allowing him to remain at large to this day."

"Could it be Monster Race in disguise?" Si Ming blurted out, then immediately dismissed the thought. "No, if it's Monster Race, they're already sworn enemies of your Glazed Temple. Wouldn't it be pointless for them to impersonate a human? Perhaps this person was once a disciple of your Glazed Temple, but became an outcast due to some twist of fate, and is now willing to do anything to take revenge on your Glazed Temple? But the fact that he managed to escape your Glazed Temple's pursuit means he must be very strong; if not Grandmaster, then extremely Grandmaster."

Xilai didn't answer, but continued, "I just received news that this Buddha-Slaying Monk has been lurking nearby. I suspect he's targeting Dragon Gate Temple, the closest temple to us. It's a branch of Glazed Temple, so I want to get there as soon as possible."

Without much thought, Si Ming said, "If it's that kind of wicked scoundrel, I'd be happy to help you."

Although his impression of monks was not good based on his memories of his previous life, which could be summarized as "fat-headed and big-eared" and "swindlers," he knew that every religion had its bad apples. There was no need to bring his impressions from Earth here. Although Glazed Temple certainly had its share of filth and corruption, they had indeed fulfilled their responsibility to protect the Southern Martial World and fight against the Monster Race until now. Their sacrifices were not in vain, and it was only right that they were worshipped. After all, the country protects its people and the people have to pay taxes.

Regardless of the reasons behind the massacre of Buddhist School disciples, it was ultimately an indiscriminate killing of innocent people. Si Ming Buddha-Slaying Monk vowed to punish evil and promote good, could not stand idly by and watch others die. He did not consider himself the kind of selfish and self-serving novel protagonist who would use reason as an excuse to be stingy in helping others; he still had that much sense of justice.

Xilai clasped his hands together and said calmly, "This humble monk thanks you, benefactor."

"You're welcome. To act on behalf of Heaven is my wish."

The three quickened their pace, using their lightness skills to head towards Dragon Gate Temple. About twenty minutes later, they found the temple in a mountain forest.

Dragon Gate Temple is not large in scale. It is located halfway up the mountain and looks like it can house at most a hundred people. Moreover, it is located in a remote area with difficult mountain roads. You can hardly see anyone burning incense. It is more like a secluded sect.

"There were no sounds of fighting, nor the smell of blood. It seems the Buddha-Slaying Monk has not yet arrived."

Si Ming used his Heaven-Howling Art to sniff the air, feeling slightly relieved. He then quickly gave Hongdou a few instructions, telling her to be careful and not to get involved in the fight, otherwise she might do more harm than good. Of course, she also shouldn't stray too far, or she might run into the murderer while alone.

Xilai's face was grave, as if he sensed an impending fierce battle and was prepared to fight.

The three quickly climbed the steps and arrived at the entrance of Dragon Gate Temple, where they saw a monk sprinkling water and cleaning, seemingly unaware of the news of the Buddha-Slaying Monk.

"Are you three... young monks coming to our temple to stay for a while?"

When the monk saw Xilai, he quickly put his palms together in respect and was about to ask which sect he belonged to when suddenly a cold glint flashed across his neck. In an instant, his head was separated from his body, and blood splattered, staining the temple gate red.

Si Ming quickly stepped in front of Hongdou, looking warily at Xilai, who had his back to him. In his hand was a glass-colored ring knife, its entire body emerald green, like jade, with only a trace of blood moving in the center of the blade.