"Zhugu Living Buddha?"
Chen Zhuo called out, "An incarnation of a living Buddha walking among mortals? Interesting. Which esoteric Maha were you reincarnated from? Judging by your age, perhaps one of those my master slew in the battle at Great Li Mountain?"
Chen Zhuo's nominal master, Zhongli Sheng, had once fought three opponents alone in the battle at Great Li Mountain, slaying two Mahas and severely wounding the third before dying of exhaustion.
The esoteric church of the Western Mountain had always possessed sinister arts that could guide deceased Mahas into reincarnation in the Western Mountain.
Although they retained their souls, they lost all their memories and had nothing particularly unusual about them beyond exceptionally powerful souls.
Thus, in the Western Mountain, such beings were called "Zhugu," or living Buddhas.
"All things past are but clouds and smoke."
The Jue Mu pressed her palms together and said calmly, "The Zhugu has said that the Daoist Heir shares a karmic bond with our church. Why not take refuge in our faith? Once the Zhugu attains the rank of Wisdom King, he may grant you the fruition of an arhat and the title 'Wisdom Bearer.'"
Before the Jue Mu could finish, her vision suddenly blurred.
Clang!
A thin line abruptly rose-a sword strike to seal her throat!
Though the Jue Mu bore a Buddhist aura, she could not escape death at that moment.
Under that single strike, her entire body burst like a ball, dissolving into a mist of blood!
Bang!
Blood scattered everywhere!
"What stray dog dares bark so wildly?"
Chen Zhuo slowly sheathed his sword and said coldly, "I will never tolerate such sinister arts!"
"And you even hoped to bewitch me? Ridiculous!"
What a farce. Now any stray dog dares try to recruit me.
*Do they really think I'm