"Jing Feng."
Hearing Ancestor Ziyun's answer, Jiang Chuan immediately gave his suggestion.
"Ancestor, Elder Jing Feng has always managed the Spirit Beast Courtyard with utmost diligence. Why don't we go give Elder Jing Zhen a beating instead?"
"Beating up that fellow Jing Zhen would be a bit troublesome."
Ancestor Ziyun shook her head, then raised a cat paw and said viciously, "And compared to Jing Zhen, Jing Feng is even more hateful!"
"What did Elder Jing Feng do to make you so angry, Ancestor?" Jing Hui asked curiously.
Ancestor Ziyun replied, "That fellow Jing Feng came to Stone Lotus Ridge and wanted to bathe every cat demon."
Bathe them.
Jiang Chuan's eye twitched slightly.
"Doesn't he know that we cats hate bathing most of all?" Ancestor Ziyun grew angrier the more she spoke.
Jiang Chuan reminded her, "Ancestor, you don't seem to count as a cat demon now, do you?"
Ancestor Ziyun froze for a moment.
"That's right! I'm not a cat demon now, so I don't need a bath. Still, I have to beat that fellow Jing Feng up. Who told him not to make things clear?"
Jiang Chuan: "..."
Jing Hui: "..."
So really, you were just looking for an excuse to beat Elder Jing Feng up, right?
"Let's set out now and go beat him. Hm?"
Ancestor Ziyun blinked, then leaped down from atop Jing Hui's head and landed beneath the pomegranate tree.
Looking at the fallen leaves beneath Jiang Chuan's feet that had been dissolved by the One Qi Dao Sword, she slowly spoke.
"This feeling can't be wrong. It's the One Qi Dao Sword. Meow!"
Ancestor Ziyun cried out, and a Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram appeared beneath her feet.
The Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram radiated an unfathomable aura as it slowly turned beneath Ancestor Ziyun's paws.
Several breaths later, Ancestor Ziyun raised her head to look at Jiang Chuan, her gaze filled with excitement and scrutiny.
"Little Jiang Chuan, how do you know the One Qi Dao Sword?"
"Ancestor Ziyun knows the One Qi Dao Sword too? Could it be that Ancestor Ziyun's true body was a Dao artifact refined according to the One Qi Dao Sword?"
Recalling the two flamboyantly written characters, One Qi, on the gourd that was Ancestor Ziyun's true body, Jiang Chuan's eyes flickered faintly.
"I entered the treasure mountain and met many senior Dao artifacts. The One Qi Dao Sword was taught to me by one of the senior Artifact Spirits among them."
"Impossible!"
Ancestor Ziyun stared fixedly at Jiang Chuan. "The One Qi Dao Sword is one of the Three Thousand Divine Abilities treasured within the Langhuan Library. Even if an Artifact Spirit has mastered it, restrictions would certainly have been placed upon them to forbid them from teaching it to others."
"The Langhuan Library?! Junior Brother, you know such a divine ability too?!" Jing Hui exclaimed in shock.
Jiang Chuan was stunned as well.
He had never expected the One Qi Dao Sword to have such an origin.
The Langhuan Library was the Heavenly Emperor's library of legend.
What was the Heavenly Emperor?
The foremost of all immortals, the emperor of all gods!
He ruled over the Myriad Realms and received the worship of countless gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, and devils!
There was no need to think about it. The divine abilities collected in the Heavenly Emperor's library—
Were surely earth-shaking, heaven-shattering divine abilities!
"Even cultivators of the ninth realm and perhaps even the tenth realm cannot resist Dao Transformation Power, yet the One Qi Dao Sword can wield it. So the One Qi Dao Sword is a divine ability from the Heavenly Emperor's Library!"
Jiang Chuan's heart surged in endless waves.
"No one in Bodhi Temple knows the One Qi Dao Sword, and no one in the immortal path of the Qingyuan Realm knows it either. Could it be that you obtained it after awakening memories of a past life?"
Ancestor Ziyun's voice trembled with excitement.
Jiang Chuan pressed his palms together. "Amitabha! Ancestor, the One Qi Dao Sword was indeed taught to me by a senior Dao artifact on the treasure mountain. This little monk is not anyone's reincarnation."
"I cannot even teach the One Qi Dao Sword to others. I don't believe any Artifact Spirit could teach it. You definitely obtained it by awakening memories of your past life!"
"Are you Tai Shan's reincarnation? Did you find another cat in this life and abandon me?"
Killing intent filled Ancestor Ziyun's glossy black eyes. "Tell me, where is that cat? I'll go kill it right now!"
Jiang Chuan: "..."
No, Ancestor, just how was your brain put together?
One moment you seemed to have no brain at all, and the next you were wildly making things up!
It was only because he was not Tai Shan's reincarnation. If he truly were Tai Shan's reincarnation—
Wouldn't she concoct entire sprawling dramas like "Tai Shan's Unspeakable Secret with Senior Brother After Reincarnation," "Did Tai Shan Really Have Another Cat?" and "The Tyrant Cat Descends: Tai Shan Is Mine"?
"Ahem! Ancestor, I truly am not Senior Tai Shan's reincarnation. And it's getting late. We should go beat Elder Jing Feng up instead."
Jiang Chuan demonstrated the correct use of an elder to Jing Hui on the spot.
Ancestor Ziyun looked him over and over before finally flicking her tail.
A whirlwind appeared out of thin air, sweeping Jiang Chuan and Jing Hui into the sky.
In just over ten breaths, Ancestor Ziyun brought Jiang Chuan and Jing Hui to the Spirit Beast Courtyard.
The Spirit Beast Courtyard lay southwest of Bodhi Temple. From afar, its rows upon rows of courtyards, each of different size, resembled a long serpent coiling around the verdant mountain peak.
Spirit cranes, white deer, golden lions, and many other spirit beasts could vaguely be seen strolling and feeding within the courtyards.
Ancestor Ziyun brought Jiang Chuan and Jing Hui down before the courtyard at the very top of the Spirit Beast Courtyard, then shouted.
"Jing Feng, come out and take your beating!"
Jiang Chuan: "..."
Jing Hui: "..."
No, Ancestor, weren't they even going to hide it?
Elder Jing Feng was a Bodhi Temple elder, after all!
Shouldn't they at least knock him out with a sneak attack?
Then an angry shout rang out.
"Ziyun, I respect you as a senior. Do not go too far."
Before the words had faded, a monk wielding a long staff charged out from the courtyard.
The monk had a leopard's head and round eyes, with a string of azure prayer beads as large as an infant's fist hanging around his neck.
A half-human-tall purple gourd appeared beside Ancestor Ziyun at some unknown moment.
Its mouth aimed directly at Elder Jing Feng.
A cold, soul-shaking aura flowed from within, like an ancient ferocious beast about to awaken from its slumber.
"You were clearly the one at fault first."
As Ancestor Ziyun spoke, a resounding sword cry rang from the Primordial Qi Gourd.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Dense Sword Qi surged toward Elder Jing Feng like a rushing river.
"I acted on the abbot's orders and did my utmost to entertain the visiting guests of the Nine Abyss Dynasty. What fault have I committed?"
Elder Jing Feng roared, swinging the long staff in his hand as he met the river of Sword Qi.
The long staff swept forward like a true dragon lashing its tail, its tremendous force seeming capable of splitting mountains and shattering cities.
Jiang Chuan felt that if he faced that blow head-on, even if it did not kill him, he would be severely injured!
But Ancestor Ziyun's true body was simply too powerful.
Boom!
After Elder Jing Feng shattered part of the Sword Qi, he was sent flying by the river of Sword Qi like a kite with its string cut.
"I'll smash you to death!"
Ancestor Ziyun controlled the Primordial Qi Gourd and hurled it toward Elder Jing Feng, who had fallen into midair.
The purple gourd seemed carved from celestial jade, immortal radiance steaming from its surface.
From afar, it resembled a purple mountain crushing the void as it smashed down toward Elder Jing Feng.
Roar!!!
A deafening roar erupted from Elder Jing Feng's body.
Before Jiang Chuan and Jing Hui's eyes, a Golden Lion materialized out of thin air.
The Golden Lion seemed condensed from divine radiance. Golden light flowed through every strand of its mane, making it resemble a majestic deity, sacred beyond compare.
"Could this be the legendary divine ability that none but those of great courage can cultivate?"
Jing Hui stared excitedly at the Golden Lion in midair.
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