Lingering Trouble

Zhang Xuezhou had never encountered such a fine medicinal herb as Ling Si Yu Ou.

The major medications he had taken over the years all had some problems, but Ling Si Yu Ou did not.

Aside from being sticky in the mouth and requiring water to swallow, the Ling Si Jade Lotus Root has only its advantages.

This powerful medicine not only removed the drawbacks of his magical power being blocked by the Locking Yang Law Power, but also gave him the feeling of impacting his physical body techniques and the Nine Revolutions Qi Harmony Technique.

Zhang Xuezhou had to admit that the powerful medicines that could activate these two techniques were extremely rare. The fact that he could feel this meant that the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root had remarkable effects on the physical body, far exceeding those of many other elixirs.

He regretted consuming the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root too early, but Zhang Xuezhou also knew very well that he didn't have many choices.

If he wants to break through to the Sole Self Realm, he must first solve the problem of the Law Power blockade, and consuming the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root becomes a necessary factor.

Although he could find a woman to relieve his distress, Zhang Xuezhou had not found anyone, and the matter had been going on for a long time, which might cause trouble due to the investigation by the Zhunti Leader.

He ate and swallowed, gulping down half of the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root.

The Grain Avoidance Instruction granted him the ability to devour food, allowing him to digest food extremely quickly. The wondrous effects of the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root spread throughout his entire body.

"My darling!"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but praise it.

His Law Power surged, and his body rapidly grew and changed, eventually transforming into a tall figure.

If Zhang Xuezhou has any shortcomings, it's that only the Buddha Son Shigong made up for his physical deficiencies, while he himself failed to grow taller and stronger; his original physique remains the same.

Zhang Xuezhou wasn't too greedy. He felt that he had gained everything he wanted, sensing his own agile Law Power.

"Gentlemen, now that I've finished consuming the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root, my physical Law Power have returned to normal. Farewell!"

Zhang Xuezhou cupped his hands in greeting, even acknowledging the sleeping baby that Parvati was holding.

"Zhang Shengzi, do you feel anything else in your body?" asked the Buddha Son Shigong.

"No, I feel great," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Thank you so much for your Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root!"

"This..."

"I'd like to retrieve that and return it to my master's wife!"

The Buddha Son Shigong wanted to inquire further, but Zhang Xuezhou quickly pointed to the piece of flesh writhing in the river and then to the hairpin stuck above it.

Although it was nothing for Zhang Xuezhou to go to the peach orchard to pick some peaches, retrieving the hairpin would obviously please the Emperor and Empress, so he didn't mind doing such a small favor.

"Take it!"

The Buddha Son Shigong glanced at his own piece of flesh, then looked at his pocket.

Out with the old, in with the new; he didn't care about that matter at all at that moment.

If he hadn't been watching Zhang Xuezhou consume the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root, he would have kicked him away long ago.

"Wait... wait, wait, it hurts!"

But when Zhang Xuezhou reached out to pull out the hairpin, the Buddha Son Shigong felt a piercing pain surge up. He touched his hand and saw that it was covered in blood.

"The Empress's hairpin is cursing me!"

Zhang Xuezhou stopped pulling out the hairpin, and the pain in his body quickly subsided.

The Buddha Son Shigong, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Incantation Technique can Curse an opponent with a drop of blood, let alone a piece of flesh.

His body had lost many of the symptoms of the empress's seductive arts, but the influence of the emperor and empress still lingered.

There are only two ways to break Incantation Technique: either have enough power to resist the Curse, or kill the one who cast Curse.

But whether it's the former or the latter, it means it's impossible for the Buddha Son Shigong.

He even had to worry about the viability of this piece of flesh. Zhang Xuezhou had caused him to bleed when he pulled out the hairpin. If this piece of flesh rotted, his lower body or even his entire body might rot as well.

Having clearly escaped suffering, the Buddha Son Shigong never expected that he would fall into a second calamity.

It's easy for him to survive, but he has no ability to keep a lump of flesh detached from his body alive.

"Should we try to pull it out quickly?" Vishnu suggested after hearing this. "Then we'll sprinkle some hemostatic powder on the piece of flesh that fell off, and then take it back to Mount Sumeru to ask the Master for help!"

"I'm trying... I can't take it anymore, stop!"

Zhang Xuezhou was the first to remove the hairpin, while Vishnu was the second to attempt to remove it quickly.

Compared to the thick chunks of flesh on his thighs, the hairpins used by the emperor and empress to hold their hair up were like toothpicks stuck into the flesh, but it was this small and thin hairpin that firmly pinned the Buddha Son Shigong to the ground.

The moment Vishnu's hand touched the hairpin, before he could even exert any force, intense pain surged through the entire body of Buddha Son Shigong.

The pain, as if his genitals had been kicked open, surged back into his heart. Even the resilient and virtuous Buddha Son Shigong could not bear this kind of pain. He would rather have a knife slashed on the head than endure this torture.

He screamed and even reached out a claw towards Vishnu.

"You're being unreasonable! You actually tried to kill me! I was just trying to help you!"

Vishnu was thrown away by the blow. When he got up, his body trembled, and he saw that his robe at the waist had been pierced, and blood was flowing out continuously.

The hemostatic powder that was meant to be sprinkled on the Buddha Son Shigong was used on himself. Vishnu retreated ten feet away, not daring to approach the screaming Buddha Son Shigong for the time being.

"You stay here and rest. I'm going back to the Sacred Land to see my master's wife and see if she can accept Zhu Chai!"

In the end, it was Zhang Xuezhou who spoke up and calmed down the Buddha Son Shigong.

If one cannot surpass the Emperor and Empress's cultivation level, and is also unable to kill them, then having the Emperor and Empress retract the Curse is indeed the best approach.

For Buddha Son Shigong and others, Zhang Shengzi of Kunlun was indeed very kind to them.

The Buddha Son Shigong harbored some ulterior motives, even felt somewhat ashamed.

But as soon as he thought that his illness was entirely caused by Western Kunlun, his little shame vanished. He even considered diverting the trouble to the West by bringing up the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root and the Prajna Heart Sutra, causing a major conflict between the two Western religious leaders and Western Kunlun, thus avenging the hatred in his heart.

His figure seems somewhat familiar!

Zhang Xuezhou rode the waves and soared into the sky, quickly flying westward.

The Buddha Son Shigong watched Zhang Xuezhou's swift figure, feeling a sense of overlap in his memories.

"I wonder how the honest and reliable young man, Dongfang Shuo, is doing in the Western Kunlun Holy Land. He's eaten so many good things. Sigh, every time I go to Western Kunlun, I end up covered in dust and grime, never having a good ending!"

Zhang Xuezhou's figure, flying using his Law Power, was indeed familiar to the Buddha Son Shigong.

But as soon as he thought of how one flew as gracefully as a dragon soaring through the air, while the other climbed the clouds clumsily, the comparison in the mind of the Buddha Son Shigong quickly subsided.

Not to mention the Dongfang Shuo he knew, even if one were to search the entire Three Realms, the level of skill in traversing and flying like the Kunlun Holy Son would be rare, and even his wife Parvati would be far inferior. No matter how talented one is, one could not achieve this level.

Parvati, what do you think of Kunlun Holy Son Fei Zong?

Despite his inner doubts, the Buddha Son Shigong still asked his wife a question.

"Fei Zong... Holy Son Fei Zong is very good. I don't even dare to speak in front of him!"

Parvati covered her neck with both hands and responded in a low voice.

Parvati is quite lively, but whenever she sees the Holy Son of Kunlun, she doesn't dare to breathe loudly or make a sound.

The rules of Western Kunlun were still etched in her mind. Parvati knew very well that once they entered Western Kunlun, people like them, regardless of their cultivation level or strength, would only be one of the many great gods under their command, and could only look up at that golden figure.

But when the Buddha Son Shigong mentioned it repeatedly, Parvati felt two figures constantly overlapping in his mind.

Regardless of their skill level, these are two completely overlapping figures, or even the same person.