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Uncle Nine: With My Heaven-Defying Comprehension, I Join the Chat Group
Chapter 116

His Soul Summoned in the Dead of Night

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"If anything changes, this humble monk will surely return!" After making this vow, Fahai left behind a solemn warning and turned to leave.

After Fahai left, the aura emanating from the patriarch within Lin Yu also dissipated.

In an instant, he went from having a clear view of the world back to being a frog in a well.

"Kid, why don't you kill that stinking monk? He's always meddling in other people's business, I've disliked him for ages!"

Xiaoqing was somewhat resentful when she saw Fahai leave unharmed.

"Xiaoqing, you mustn't kill anyone!" Bai Suzhen quickly rebuked Xiaoqing.

"Hmph!" Although Xiaoqing was still unconvinced, she still listened to her sister.

She just couldn't accept Fahai. That bald monk had caused them so much trouble, and they hadn't committed any murders, arson, massacres, or national annihilation, yet he wouldn't let them go.

If it weren't for good luck, she and her sister would have been subdued and suppressed long ago.

Xu Xian would probably be forced to shave his head and become a monk.

"The Fahai stands behind Fahai. If you kill him one second, Guanyin might come to kill you the next."

It's not that Lin Yu doesn't want to kill, it's that Fahai n't be killed. The Buddhist sect has been planning this for almost a thousand years; can they just kill him off like that?

He could simply walk away, but what about Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen? If he were in his own world, he would say that if anyone dared to act so arrogantly in front of him, he would scatter that person's ashes to the wind.

Unfortunately, this is someone else's world. We are still relying on the power of the patriarch. Let's not stir up conflict between Buddhism and Daoism.

He also mentioned that in his past life, he saw on a website that some netizens Fahai was the reincarnation of someone who was a disciple of Buddha. If that were true, killing Fahai would be disastrous.

Originally, this person could have achieved perfect merit and returned to the world in this lifetime, but he killed them, ruining their cultivation of several lifetimes. Now, the person will forcefully return to the world and destroy him.

Ultimately, all of this was orchestrated by the Buddhist sect. Lin Yu only intervened to resolve the crisis out of gratitude for Bai Suzhen's teachings; otherwise, who would have gotten involved?

"Why? He's just a stinky monk! Can't we kill him?"

Xiaoqing clearly didn't think that far ahead. In her eyes, Fahai was just a monk. There were countless monks in the world, so what difference did one more or less make?

"Alright, Xiaoqing, no matter what, Fahai is a person of merit. Wouldn't killing him ruin Xiao Yu's merit?"

Bai Suzhen knew there were some things she couldn't say. Seeing that Xiaoqing still wanted to ask, she stopped her and then pulled Xiaoqing and Lin Yu into the house to rest.

Upper Realm

"Great Lord Mao, your disciple from another world seems quite impressive. His ability to draw talismans in the air directly reaches the ears of the heavens, completely disregarding the concepts of talisman paper and brush. He's got ideas."

The Emperor witnessed the entire battle between Lin Yu and Fahai, and even he found Fahai's Heaven-Reaching Talisman quite interesting.

"Haha, Your Majesty, please excuse this. It's fortunate that this lad is so blessed to receive the imperial edict from the Perfected Lord of Pure Source and Wondrous Way; otherwise, he would have been struck down by those guys from the Thunder Ministry with just this one move."

Clearly, these powerful figures could see through the true nature of Lin Yu's supernatural abilities at a glance. While these abilities were convenient, they were not something everyone could use.

Obviously, Maoshan couldn't possibly possess such a technique. It could only be that this young man obtained it by chance or comprehended it himself. Either way, it proves that Lin Yu is deeply blessed.

And the Lower Realm

Without Fahai interfering, Lin Yu smoothly, spending the entire day frantically absorbing spiritual energy.

The feeling of absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world is completely different from absorbing the spiritual energy generated by the Innate Xirang.

Although the quality of spiritual energy in the outside world is not as high as that of Innate Xirang, it feels like a person who could live without eating would still eat to satisfy their appetite.

Lin Yu felt incredibly comfortable, even though he didn't have to exert much effort to absorb Spiritual Power.

As Lin Yu fell asleep that night, his Primordial Spirit was unknowingly drawn to an unknown place shrouded in celestial mist and filled with white light.

At this moment, Lin Yu's Primordial Spirit was still in a daze; he thought he was dreaming and was in a daze.

"Where am I...?" After a moment, Lin Yu finally realized that his Primordial Spirit had left his body, and his heart tightened immediately.

Oh no, could it be that Fahai too hard this morning and the Buddhist sect has taken notice of me?

Lin Yu couldn't help but speculate to himself.

"Boy, stop daydreaming. This place is in your dream, and it is also my sacred ground." A voice suddenly rang out.

Lin Yu looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure in purple robes and black robes, wearing a Daoist crown and with a long, white beard, appear in the place that had been empty before.

Lin Yu quickly composed himself; this powerful figure could actually read minds—it was terrifying.

Don't let your mind wander, or you might anger the other party and not see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Senior, you are..."

The instigator has been revealed, and their cultivation level appears to be quite high, so they can only be addressed as a senior. Hopefully, they are not up to no good.

"What, you called for my help this morning, and you've already forgotten by tonight?"

Great Lord Mao flicked his whisk, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he looked at the reserved Lin Yu.

Unfortunately, one cannot suppress one's inner monologue simply by restraining oneself. No matter how hard Lin Yu tried to control himself, he couldn't help but overthink.

The moment the thought arose, it was sensed by Great Lord Mao.

"Lin Yu, the 49th generation disciple of Maoshan, pays respects to the Ancestor!"

(Since the movie doesn't explicitly state which generation of disciple Uncle Nine is, the author had to make up an answer.)

(The Maoshan Sect has been passed down for over a thousand years. If we assume a generation is fifty years, then there are more than forty generations. Don't take this wild speculation too seriously.)

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu immediately knelt down and kowtowed; this was a true big shot.

"The forty-ninth generation disciple..." Great Lord Mao murmured to himself upon hearing this.

"Get up." He raised his hand to help Lin Yu up, and a gentle force lifted him up.

"I wonder why the Patriarch summoned his disciple so late at night?" Lin Yu knew something was wrong when he saw the Patriarch mutter something after hearing about the forty-ninth generation.

At that time, Maoshan didn't have that many disciples, and he was exposed in an instant.

Lin Yu was unaware that he had actually revealed his identity when he summoned the gods that morning, and he was still anxious, wondering how the patriarch would treat him, a person from another world.

"Alright, don't be nervous. He's just someone from another world. Don't make a fuss!" Great Lord Mao couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Lin Yu was a little nervous.

Hearing that the big shots didn't care about him, a person from another world, Lin Yu instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, what teachings do you have for me that you summoned my Primordial Spirit so late at night?" Lin Yu asked respectfully.

If there's nothing else, then you'll always be my good ancestor.

"You little rascal..." Clearly, Lin Yu's intentions had been exposed again.

However, Great Lord Mao didn't mind. In fact, he grew to like this young disciple. It was rare to have a disciple who wasn't so rigid.

Great Lord Mao's gaze was sharp as he said solemnly, "Your battle with Fahai today, though inappropriate, was understandable. However, you must remember that while our Maoshan Sect does not shy away from fighting, the essence of cultivation lies in the word 'heart'."

"Fahai's obsession runs too deep; he has clearly gone mad. The Buddhist sect will handle this matter; you must not get involved. Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen's Fate are predetermined. The deeper you get involved, the worse it will be for you."

After Great Lord Mao finished speaking, Lin Yu thought of the bet he made with Fahai that morning.

The instant Lin Yu thought of it, Great Lord Mao said, "That bet is excellent. It gives them an opportunity, and it also gives Fahai an opportunity. If he remains stubborn and refuses to see the truth, he will ultimately face failure."

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