Chapter 245: I’ll Kill You
"I’m not afraid," the blue-robed elder said, shaking his head. "I’m just worried we’re falling into a trap set by the Burial Land Demon Venerable, one that would release him to wreak havoc upon the world."
The Burial Land Demon Venerable was a being of pure evil.
His very existence was what had created this Evil Demon Burial Ground.
Even while sealed, the Burial Land Demon Venerable was terrifying. If he were released, the entire Northern Profound Domain would immediately be thrown into chaos.
"Lan Taishang, you don’t need to worry."
Mo Taishang walked over and said reassuringly.
Lan Taishang raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you say that?"
"Based on my understanding of the Burial Land Demon Venerable."
Mo Taishang said coolly, "I have conducted extensive research. The Burial Land Demon Venerable is indeed suppressed within the Ancient Temple, but he’s beneath it, underground."
"Underground?"
Lan Taishang asked in surprise.
Mo Taishang nodded. "Yes. Since he’s suppressed underground, his seal must be down there as well. As long as we don’t try to break his seal, there won’t be a problem."
"If that’s the case, then I can rest easy."
Lan Taishang said, a look of sudden understanding on his face.
Mo Taishang continued, "We just need to enter the Ancient Temple, find the Blood Bodhi Tree, pick the Blood Bodhi Fruits from it, and we can leave completely unscathed."
Lan Taishang nodded excitedly.
They wouldn’t have to release the Burial Land Demon Venerable to endanger the world, and they could still get the long-coveted Blood Bodhi Fruits. They could become Martial Emperors on the spot. It couldn’t get any better than this.
Haitiansha said coolly, "Lan Taishang, your doubts should be dispelled now, shouldn’t they?"
"My apologies, Sect Leader. I was overthinking things."
Lan Taishang said with shame.
Haitiansha chuckled. "You may have been overthinking, but you were truly concerned for the people of the Northern Profound Domain. I won’t hold it against you. Now, let’s go in."
With that, Haitiansha transformed into a wisp of green smoke and drifted into the Ancient Temple.
The others filed in one after another.
The Ancient Temple had been sealed for years, and the inside was incredibly dark.
The group lit torches, finally able to make out the full interior of the temple. On either side of the vast, empty hall stood nine enormous stone statues.
At the far end, in the center, was an even larger black stone statue with a gaping mouth and bared fangs, looking utterly ferocious.
"These statues..."
the White-robed Scholar muttered in confusion.
Mo Taishang waved his hand dismissively. "Ignore the statues. Let’s hurry up and find the Ancient Bodhi Tree."
The group paid the statues no more mind and focused on searching for the Ancient Bodhi Tree.
Just as they turned away...
The black stone statue at the far end of the hall suddenly twitched its eyelids, revealing crimson eyes that scanned everything in the hall.
’These fools dare enter my sealed domain? Are they looking for death?’
The black stone statue gave a cold smirk and then looked toward a corner.
In the corner stood an ancient tree.
Hanging from the ancient tree were over a dozen thumb-sized, bright red fruits, looking as if they had been dyed in blood.
"Found it!"
At that moment, the group also noticed the ancient tree in the corner and all gathered around it.
Mo Taishang exclaimed in delight, "The Ancient Bodhi Tree! It really is the Ancient Bodhi Tree."
"What? This is the Ancient Bodhi Tree?"
the White-robed Scholar asked, overjoyed.
Mo Taishang pointed at the red fruits on the Ancient Bodhi Tree and said excitedly, "See those? Those are Blood Bodhi, exactly as described in the ancient texts."
"Since we’ve found them, let’s hurry up and pick them,"
the White-robed Scholar urged excitedly.
But just then...
A red-robed old man stepped out from the crowd and stopped them. "Wait. We can’t pick the Blood Bodhi yet."
"Crimson Blood Old Monster, what do you mean?"
The White-robed Scholar glared at the red-robed old man, his voice filled with fury.
The Blood Bodhi were right in front of them.
If they just picked and consumed one, they could instantly become Martial Emperors. Who would have thought the Crimson Blood Old Monster would step in to stop them?
How could that not be infuriating?
The Crimson Blood Old Monster sneered. "What do I mean? Heh, I don’t mean much. I just want to ask you all: how are we going to divide these thirteen Bodhi Fruits?"
Hearing this, everyone froze.
They turned back to count carefully, and sure enough, there were only thirteen Blood Bodhi on the tree.
But there were more than twenty-five of them.
That meant at least twelve people here would not get a Blood Bodhi.
Who could possibly accept that?
In an instant, everyone fell silent, warily eyeing the people around them.
"I, the Sect Leader, will handle the distribution."
Haitiansha stepped forward. "This plan was devised by our Celestial Sea Sect, and we were the ones who researched the method to break the Ancient Temple Seal. Therefore, every member of our Celestial Sea Sect must receive one Blood Bodhi Fruit."
"That doesn’t seem quite right, does it?"
the White-robed Scholar said with a frown.
The Celestial Sea Sect had brought eight Supreme Elders this time, plus Haitiansha himself, for a total of nine people.
If each of them took one, only four would be left.
Four fruits to be split among the remaining sixteen people?
It was too unfair.
Haitiansha chuckled. "If you think it’s unfair, then suggest a better way to distribute them."
The White-robed Scholar thought for a moment and said, "How about this: your Celestial Sea Sect takes six, and the remaining fourteen of us will share the other seven. That should be fair, right?"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
After all, the Celestial Sea Sect had orchestrated the entire affair and contributed the method to break the Ancient Temple’s Restriction. Six fruits didn’t seem excessive.
However, Haitiansha disagreed. "Only six for us? Heh. Without our Celestial Sea Sect, you wouldn’t have gotten a damn thing. The Celestial Sea Sect must have one Blood Bodhi Fruit per person."
"So there’s no room for discussion?"
the White-robed Scholar said, his eyes narrowing.
BOOM!
Before he could even react, Haitiansha suddenly struck, sending him flying. He crashed heavily onto the ground.
"Haitiansha, you have no honor!"
the White-robed Scholar spat, coughing up blood.
Haitiansha sneered. "I have no honor, so what? If you’re not happy about it, I’ll crush you to death right now."
"You..."
The White-robed Scholar stared furiously at Haitiansha.
Haitiansha scanned the crowd and said coldly, "Anyone else not happy with this? Feel free to step forward. I’ll kill him immediately."
Everyone lowered their heads, furious but not daring to speak.
Although they had the advantage in numbers, they were all Loose Cultivators, far weaker than Haitiansha and his people.
"Giving in already?"
Haitiansha sneered.
’I thought this would take a huge fight. Who knew these guys, normally so arrogant, would be intimidated so easily?’
’A bunch of spineless cowards.’
Haitiansha said indifferently, "Since no one objects, I will now pick the nine Blood Bodhi Fruits that belong to our Celestial Sea Sect. Don’t worry, I won’t take a single one of the fruits that belong to you."
With that, Haitiansha strode confidently toward the Ancient Bodhi Tree.
Right before his eyes were the Blood Bodhi.
He could even smell the medicinal fragrance wafting from them.
’As long as I get my hands on a Blood Bodhi and swallow it, I can break through on the spot and become the Martial Emperor I’ve always dreamed of being.’
’At that point, everyone here will be at my mercy.’
At this thought, Haitiansha excitedly reached his hand toward the Blood Bodhi.
"Die!"
Just as his hand was about to touch a Blood Bodhi, a terrifying killing intent surged from behind him and shot toward him.
BOOM!
Haitiansha was blasted back several meters. He glared furiously at his attacker. "Crimson Blood Old Monster, you dare launch a sneak attack on me?"