Chapter 166, Meatball and Vajra Demon Pestle

Translator: Tamon

Translation Checker: Silavin

 

The golden Sarira blinded the world with its light show, a boundless Buddha glow.

 

It transformed into a golden meatball. Yep, a ball.

 

But even that could not stop Chen Changan from sensing the astonishing Life Force it had. He had no clue what this meatball was supposed to be, but Chen Changan did not stop its transformation, curious to see what would become of Jian Qian’s Sarira.

 

[Would the meatball turn into Jian Qian?] He could not say.

 

As the Buddhist Glow faded at long last, Ling Bao’er and Foxy cracked an eyelid and wiped their tears.

 

“Why a ball?”

 

“Ya, yi, ya, yi!”

 

Chen Changan stared at the golden meatball, his eyes flickering. He tried looking inside, but all he saw was endless Buddhist light. And the fact that it was sucking up Immortal Energy all this time.

 

He sensed the terrible Buddhist Aura within, like it was incubating something.

 

Ling Bao’er blinked and stuck a pose with her index finger extended to poke it.

 

The meatball slid to the side. It turned into a golden light and fled.

 

“Think again.” Chen Changan grabbed, and the space conformed to his thoughts, forming a huge hand that caught the meatball.

 

[Is it Jian Qian’s reincarnation?] Chen Changan thought, though it held no sign of having Jian Qian’s aura.

 

The meatball was aware, oddly enough, but it felt like a newborn. It was the size of a baseball at first and growing double in size with the constant influx of Immortal Energy.

 

Dao and Buddhist Rhythm gushed out of it, along with boundless light.

 

The meatball did not reply. It kept struggling to get out of his grip, feeling threatened.

 

[Just what is the Sarira changing into?] Chen Changan was intrigued to find out.

 

Ling Bao’er and Foxy echoed his sentiment.

 

The meatball knew there was no escape and gave up struggling, hiding behind sacred fig instead.

 

It offered some kind of safety.

 

The meatball shone golden once more as it sucked up the Immortal Energy around it like a black hole.

 

Chen Changan asked Fig what it knew about this thing since it was in charge of looking after it.

 

“Young Master, I don’t know anything about how the Sarira is turning into a meatball, but with the endless Life Force within and the constant absorption of Immortal Energy, a life is incubating.”

 

“So, it’s alive.” Chen Changan said.

 

“Young Master is right, but the process is ongoing.”

 

Chen Changan nodded.

 

He could see that from the absorbed Immortal Energy and the constant changes within the meatball.

 

Chen Changan thought it was Jian Qian’s second coming, but now he wasn’t so sure.

 

“Young Master, what should we do with it?”

 

“Since it’s still incubating, let’s wait for it to finish.” Chen Changan did not care much.

 

That meatball posed no threat to him, not in the Absolute Domain at least.

 

“Fig, watch over it. I’m curious to see what will become of it.”

 

“Understood, Young Master.”

 

Sumeru Immortal Domain, Thunder Immortal Shrine.

 

A Buddhist Glow shone for thousands of kilometres around the image of a Buddha as huge as a mountain.

 

An old monk kneeled before it and burned incense.

 

His body was hazy, sobbing hard one moment and chanting the next, but his body shuddered constantly.

 

The monk was Jian Qian’s Dao Protector, Wu Liang.

 

After meeting with Chen Changan in the Myriad Mountains, he fled to Sumeru Immortal Domain, where he was captured and punished at the Thunder Immortal Shrine. Since then, his life has been nothing but torment in the Buddhist Flame, a fate worse than death.

 

An old monk approached, skin and bones yet surrounded by a golden hue. Anyone would think he was made of gold.

 

Wu Liang stopped his chanting and begged on his knees. “Abbot, save me, save me!”

 

The old monk spoke with utmost dignity. “Wu Liang, you are to go to the Nine Province Continent.”

 

Wu Liang started, “Abbot, Buddha Duo Bao is already dead; why must I return there?”

 

“A sudden feeling took over me, sensing that Buddha Duo Bao’s Sarira is nurturing a life. Dharma is boundless, and it may be nurturing a Buddha.”

 

Wu Liang gapped. “How can that be?”

 

“Whether Buddha Duo Bao’s Sarira can nurture a Buddha or not, you are to bring it back regardless.”

 

“But Abbot, the Nine Province Continent has an unfathomable being and he has the Sarira. I’m not his match and can’t take it from him.”

 

The old monk chanted for a moment, and a Buddhist Artifact appeared.

 

The vajra sceptre was plain yet gave off an abnormal aura. It even released a terrifying Buddha Rythm.

 

The sky itself trembled, unable to bear its weight.

 

“Wu Liang, I give you the Vajra Demon Pestle, a Buddhist Artifact that can give you the power of a Celestial Immortal for a short time. There’s no one in the Lower Realm that can stand up to it, let alone stop you from taking the Sarira!”

 

Wu Liang was thrilled. With this item, Chen Changan had no chance. “Thank you, Abbot!”

 

“Buddha Duo Bao might have died, but as you’re still a Dao Protector for a while longer and have the Immortal prerogative, bring back the Sarira from the Lower Realm.”