Spiritual Treasure Acquired Again, Yao Ji Gives Birth

Although they didn't have much contact, Cihang knew the Bhaisajyaguru.

The two had once traveled together in the West.

In Cihang's memory, the Bhaisajyaguru was a compassionate and kind monk.

But looking at it now, it's clear that he was also ruthless in his pursuit of the West.

So-called compassion and benevolence are also targeted.

"Fellow Daoist, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Although her cultivation level was inferior to that of the Bhaisajyaguru, Ziwei felt no fear.

His confidence stemmed not only from his own combat prowess and magical treasures, but also from his subtle connection with Mount Luojia.

In the Primordial World, the name Cihang was both a source of confidence and a reliable support.

Even a disciple of a sage cannot ignore it.

"Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand. I did not intend to convert you; I only wish for you to forget this memory!"

The Bhaisajyaguru was also in a very difficult position when faced with Ziwei.

Since this involves Western plans, they naturally wouldn't be unprepared.

The Bhaisajyaguru's trip was precisely to monitor the development of this matter closely in order to prevent any unexpected incidents.

With Quasi-Saints rarely appearing these days, his Grand Unity Peak cultivation level is more than sufficient to handle this matter.

Unexpectedly, such an accident still occurred.

Although Ziwei's strength is low, she represents Mount Luojia.

More importantly, Ziwei had clearly discovered something.

"Oh, fellow Daoist, you are Daluo Golden Immortal, yet you scheme against a Golden Immortal in such a way. This truly broadens Ziwei horizons!"

Ziwei's tone became increasingly sarcastic.

"This matter involves a power struggle among many powerful individuals. Although you have made some discoveries, it is best not to interfere."

Otherwise, even if you, fellow Daoist, come from Mount Luojia, you will find it difficult to protect yourself!

The Bhaisajyaguru gave a bitter smile, but his words of advice came from the heart.

He was well aware that this went against his conscience, but for the sake of Western development, he had no choice but to do it.

Even the two masters, Jieyin and Zhunti to plan for the Western Paradise, let alone him.

As long as the West prospers, all of this will be worthwhile.

He will dedicate himself to helping all sentient beings in the future to make up for his guilt this time.

"Please rest assured, Ziwei knows her own weakness, how could she dare to disrupt the Sage's plans!"

"But you attacked me without cause, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Ziwei had a clear understanding of himself; if they were to actually fight, he wouldn't stand much of a chance.

Moreover, the mastermind behind this scheme was not the Bhaisajyaguru, but Jieyin and Zhunti.

"This matter was indeed the Bhaisajyaguru's fault. How about we settle this karmic debt with this string of Bodhi Seed Karma?"

With a heavy heart, the Bhaisajyaguru took out a string of Bodhi Seed and presented them to Ziwei.

The West is not only lacking in spiritual energy, but also in spiritual treasures, which are inferior to those of the East.

Despite being a disciple of a sage, the Bhaisajyaguru did not possess any particularly good spiritual treasures.

"Since you are so sincere, fellow Daoist, let's let this matter rest!"

Ziwei accepted the Bodhi Seed with satisfaction and imprinted her mark on it.

Although these Bodhi Seed were not the first fruits of the Bodhi spiritual root, under Zhunti's refinement, they were still a Top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

It is not only a magical treasure that combines offense and defense, but also has the effect of assisting in enlightenment.

With the Bodhi Seed on her wrist, Ziwei felt that the world around her became clearer.

Moreover, he knew that this string of Bodhi Seed represented the limit of the Bhaisajyaguru's abilities.

"I hope you will keep your promise, otherwise even if you come from Mount Luojia, you will not be able to protect yourself!"

Having lost a protective magical artifact, the Bhaisajyaguru's tone became indifferent, with a hint of threat.

"Rest assured, since I promised you, I will not disrupt your plans!"

Ziwei did not linger, but instead leaped and flew towards the city.

"I hope everything goes smoothly and there are no further unexpected changes!"

With a sigh and a murmur, the Bhaisajyaguru vanished.

Back in her residence in the city, Ziwei began to refine the Bodhi bracelet she had just obtained.

Although this Bodhi seed bracelet is precious, it is ultimately just Houtian Spiritual Treasure, and it is quite easy to refine it.

As for leaving, Ziwei had no such intention.

Since they had met by chance, he naturally wanted to pay attention to how things were developing.

However, in Ziwei's view, the West's attempt to infiltrate the Heavenly Court through this means may not be successful.

Although Haotian valued Yao Ji, he cared more about himself and the power of the Heavenly Court.

Haotian is no longer the innocent and kind-hearted Daoist boy who just left Zixiao Palace.

Rather, he is the true Heavenly Emperor.

Ziwei did not remain in seclusion to refine spiritual treasures; instead, she lived like an ordinary mortal, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

At this moment, he was almost no different from an ordinary person, and had even made some friends.

She hadn't paid attention before, but now that she knew Yao Ji was here, Ziwei couldn't help but pay more attention.

After meeting Ziwei, Yao Ji inevitably felt somewhat awkward and nervous.

Yao Ji was relieved after Ziwei said she wouldn't say anything more.

Perhaps because they shared a common secret, Yao Ji unconsciously grew closer to Ziwei.

He would also occasionally ask questions about spiritual practice.

During this time, Ziwei naturally felt the Bhaisajyaguru's attention.

Especially when he befriended Yao Ji, his divine sense was tightly locked onto him.

But apart from that, they didn't do much else.

Ziwei, on the other hand, completely ignored the presence of the Bhaisajyaguru.

Time passed slowly, and before they knew it, Yao Ji was about to give birth.

Ziwei appeared at the Yang Manor at the invitation of Yao Ji.

"Fellow Daoist is aware of my identity. The child I am carrying is likely extraordinary. To avoid attracting the attention of the Heavenly Court, I implore you to set up a restriction!"

Yao Ji originally intended to take action herself, but since Ziwei's cultivation level far surpassed hers, she was clearly more confident in her ability to succeed.

"This matter is not difficult, but since you two have pledged your hearts to each other, why hide it from each other like this?"

"Given how much His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor values you, he would not likely make things difficult for you!"

As soon as Ziwei finished speaking, she felt a pressure acting on her.

"There's a difference between immortals and mortals; my brother won't agree!"

As Yao Ji spoke, she gazed affectionately at the handsome man beside her.

"Alright, fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will set up the restriction for you right away!"

Seeing Yao Ji's state, Ziwei stopped trying to persuade her, as she was now completely trapped in her predicament.

Even knowing the numerous hidden dangers involved, it's impossible to stop there.

Ziwei waved her hand, scattering a shower of starlight that enveloped the entire mansion.

But in Ziwei's opinion, this was completely unnecessary. Even if he didn't take action, the Bhaisajyaguru wouldn't let Yao Ji be exposed before the plan was completed.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist!"

Yao Ji bowed to Cihang in gratitude, while simultaneously forming a hand seal that produced a dazzling celestial light.

The conception of a child by a deity or immortal is indeed different.

As the celestial light continued to condense, a Divine Embryo appeared within it, and the shape of an adorable infant could be vaguely seen.

As the cry of a newborn baby rang out, vitality surged and divine light shone forth.

The surrounding vegetation grew wildly, and all kinds of flowers bloomed.

Nourished by celestial energy, these ordinary plants were elevated to spiritual value.

An invisible barrier trapped all these strange phenomena within this small world.