She's an Islander! Human Flesh Fountain Medicine Master Buddha and the Frugal Bull Demon King

On the stage, the atmosphere was heavy.

The Pharmacist Daoist looked at the Neon Light Sword in the hands of his opponent.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother, poised to strike, felt a great alarm bell ring in her heart.

Earlier, Dizang had knelt down for reasons unknown.

Even now, his Dao Heart bore cracks.

With the previous lesson before his eyes, the Pharmacist Daoist dared not be careless in the slightest.

"No matter how strange that sword is, I'll strike first and gain the upper hand."

"If I suppress her with absolute power, she won't have a chance to use her wicked arts!"

Having made up his mind, a sharp light burst from the Pharmacist Daoist's eyes.

"Sixteen-Foot Golden Body, rise!"

"Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, open!"

The Pharmacist Daoist didn't hold back with any probing attacks; he went all out from the start.

His figure rapidly grew, transforming into a purple-gold Dharma image sixteen feet tall.

Sanskrit script coiled around him, making him indestructible.

At the same time, he struck out with a palm.

His palm seemed to contain a vast Buddha Kingdom world.

Carrying the terrifying might to suppress all heavens, it pressed down fiercely towards the Golden Spirit Holy Mother.

On the high platform, the Two Sages of the West, who had been somewhat bewildered, finally relaxed their expressions upon seeing this.

The Daoist Zhun Ti stroked his beard and chuckled.

"Good, good. Pharmacist is truly worthy of being my Western Teachings' Great Disciple."

"Even a lion uses its full strength to catch a rabbit."

"This Sixteen-Foot Golden Body has already gained some of my true teachings."

"And the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm is perfectly integrated."

"This match should have no suspense."

Jie Yin also nodded slightly, regaining some of his confidence.

However, just as Zhun Ti was about to continue boasting, his peripheral vision caught sight of the Three Pure Ones, the Sages, beside him.

He saw Laozi smiling, Yuanshi with a strange expression.

Tongtian, however, wore a mischievous grin as if watching a good show unfold.

Zhun Ti's heart skipped a beat.

"Oh no, why do these expressions look exactly the same as when Dizang lost earlier?"

Below the stage, Duo Bao slung an arm around Zhao Gongming's shoulders.

Looking at the imposing Pharmacist on the stage, he couldn't help but grin.

"Junior Disciple Brother, that sword gave me quite a hard time back then."

"That feeling of spitting blood until you question life, tsk tsk..."

Zhao Gongming chuckled, a dark glint in his eyes.

"Senior Disciple Brother, don't worry. It's more fun to share the joy."

"Someone will soon join Senior Disciple Brother."

"And it will be under the watchful eyes of all the disciples from the four sects."

"The Pharmacist Daoist will surely be remembered for eternity after today."

"He'll become the pioneer of the Primordial World's blood-spitting realm."

Duo Bao glanced at Zhao Gongming with a helpless smile.

"Junior Disciple Brother, your skin is getting thicker and thicker, but... I like it!"

At this moment, on the stage.

Facing the overwhelming suppression of the Buddha Kingdom that covered the sky and earth.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother did not retreat. Instead, the fighting spirit in her eyes grew even stronger.

"So what if your cultivation realm is one small step higher than mine?"

"And so what if your turtle shell is incredibly tough?"

"In the face of true damage, all beings are equal!"

Golden Spirit Holy Mother took a deep breath.

Ignoring the giant palm pressing down from above.

She struck a heroic pose and shouted with all her might.

"Hello everyone, I am Zha Zha Hui!"

"If you're my brothers, come chop me!"

This shout, amplified by magic power, spread throughout Kunlun Mountain.

On the high platform, Daoist Zhun Ti was stunned and asked in confusion.

"What spell is this, what language is it?"

"Why have I never heard of it?"

Zhao Gongming, below the stage, promptly explained loudly.

"Reporting to Martial Uncle, this is a dialect!"

"Martial Sister Jin Ling says she's an islander and a Daoist!"

Zhun Ti was even more bewildered.

"Islander?"

Before he could figure it out.

The Dragon Slaying Sword in Golden Spirit Holy Mother's hand had already slashed out!

A thick, dark red sword energy.

It ignored the defense of the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body.

It ignored the spatial barrier of the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.

It cut through like slicing butter.

And landed squarely on the Medicine Master Daoist's chest.

"Pfft--!!!"

The originally majestic Medicine Master Daoist was like a popped balloon.

He felt a strange power directly affecting his vital energy.

His throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood gushed out like a high-pressure water gun, spraying fully ten feet high!

At the same time, a huge number flashing red light appeared above his head.

-99999!

The Medicine Master Daoist was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the stage.

"Medicine Master!"

Zhun Ti and Jie Yin were so startled they jumped up from their seats, their faces changing drastically.

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"What's going on, why is he bleeding so much?!"

"This is just a discussion on Dao, why are you using such lethal force?!"

However, Daoist Jie Yin soon noticed something was wrong.

"Wait, Martial Brother, don't panic."

"Although Medicine Master looks miserable, with blood pouring out."

"His aura is actually still stable?"

"His fundamentals aren't injured, he's just spitting blood?"

On the stage, the Medicine Master Daoist was also dumbfounded.

He didn't feel like he was seriously injured.

He just couldn't stop himself from wanting to vomit blood.

"I'm not convinced!"

"To revitalize the glory of the Western Teachings, our generation is duty-bound!"

The Medicine Master Daoist was also a tough one.

While spitting blood, he struggled to stand up.

He took out his demon-subduing pestle again to fight.

Golden Spirit Holy Mother didn't hold back either, and with a flick of her wrist, she swung her sword again.

"If you're my brothers, come chop me again!"

Pfft—!!!

Another pillar of blood shot up into the sky.

-99999!

The Pharmacist Daoist refused to believe it and got up to fight again.

Pfft—!!!

In a short moment, the stage seemed to have become a human fountain.

The Pharmacist Daoist sprayed blood as he fought.

The scene was incredibly spectacular, with blood flowing like a river.

Below the stage, Zhao Gongming watched with amazement and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Good heavens, this amount of bleeding..."

"He's practically the King of Kings reborn, like Lord of the Pierced Bow!"

Just as everyone was stunned by this bloody and comical scene.

Suddenly, a burly figure carrying a huge storage bag.

Rushed to the edge of the stage in a flurry.

It was the Jie Sect's Bull Demon King!

The Bull Demon King was seen using the storage bag to catch the blood sprayed by the Pharmacist.

While also using a jade bottle to scrape the blood flowing on the ground.

His movements were so practiced they were heartbreaking.

Zhao Gongming was dumbfounded.

"Junior Brother Niu, what are you doing?"

The Bull Demon King replied honestly without looking back.

"Senior Disciple Brother, this is the blood of the Western Teachings' Great Disciple!"

"The Pharmacist Daoist has an extraordinary background, and his blood is rich in spiritual energy. It would be a shame to waste it!"

"I was thinking of collecting it to refine pills."

"Or to water spiritual herbs, it would be excellent fertilizer!"

"Senior Disciple Brother, don't just stand there, come and catch some too, this fountain is about to stop!"

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

"Holy crap, what a great idea!"

"Frugal and managing the household well, Junior Brother Niu, you're a master at managing a life!"

"How could I not have thought of this!"

Daoist Duo Bao, standing nearby, watched the scene.

His mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he covered his face, unwilling to speak.

"They've gone mad, all of them..."

"Why are all my Jie Sect disciples like demons and monsters!"

Finally, although the Pharmacist Daoist on stage was not seriously injured.

He felt dizzy from excessive blood loss and could no longer spray.

"Stop, stop fighting!"

"This Humble Daoist concedes..."

The Pharmacist Daoist's face was as pale as paper.

He shakily raised his hand to surrender.

Golden Spirit Holy Mother put away her Dragon Slaying Sword, still wanting more.

She happily ran to Yuanshi Tianzun.

And collected the Demon Subduing Jade Ruyi.

At this time, only the Western Teachings' last disciple, Maitreya Daoist, remained.

Laozi's gaze fell upon Maitreya.

Maitreya Daoist's signature smiling face instantly froze.

He shook his head like a rattle drum, waving his hands repeatedly.

"No more, no more!"

"This Humble Daoist is untalented and willingly admits defeat!"

"I will never make a move, dead or alive!"

Just kidding!

One was kneeling on the ground calling him an unfilial son, and the other was standing on the stage like a fountain.

This Jie Sect is too weird!

Whoever wants to fall for it can, I'm not doing it!

Seeing Maitreya back down, the debate also came to an end.

Zhao Gongming watched this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.

He looked regretfully in the direction of the Chan Sect and sighed loudly.

"What a pity, it's such a shame!"

"I originally wanted to see Senior Brother Cihang wielding the Magic Fairy Stick and displaying his might."

"That heroic display of Balala Energy."

"If he could have shown it, it would have surely intimidated the Western Teachings!"

Everyone's gaze instantly shifted to Cihang.

Cihang had been watching the spectacle.

Upon hearing this, his face instantly turned red to the roots of his neck.

He abruptly turned his head and roared at Zhao Gongming.

"Zhao Gongming!"

"Shut up!!"

"How dare you say that!!!"