Chapter 980: Chapter 979: Invitation

Chapter 980 -979: Invitation

The youth sprinted frantically through the torrential rain, with several corpses haphazardly strewn behind him, their blood blending with the rainwater and staining the ground red.

He pushed open the wooden door and, seeing his little sister unharmed, didn’t care how muddy the ground was and sat down at the doorway, bursting into laughter.

As he laughed, he started to cry, then stood up and hugged his little sister tightly, as if she were a cherished treasure regained, unwilling to let go.

“Little sister, you’re finally safe,” he said.

The little sister, overwhelmed by the teenager’s actions, wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say, so she just gently patted his back.

Just as she tried to say some comforting words, she found that the teenager had already fallen asleep on her shoulder.

The youth had a very long dream.

In his dream, he saw his sister die before his eyes, and then the murderer killed him as well.

But he didn’t actually die; instead, he returned to the day before the incident with his sister.

Thinking it was just a dream, he didn’t think much about it, but when he realized the dream was turning into reality, he panicked. Everything was just as it had been the first time, with his sister dying before his eyes.

When he returned to the day before once again, he was eager to tell his sister everything he had experienced, but just as he was about to speak, everything faded to black, a relentless darkness engulfing him, and he returned to the starting point again.

He mustn’t speak of the strange occurrences happening to him, a revelation he had somehow received.

To save his sister, he went through many reincarnations, relying on the knowledge he gained with each cycle to secretly manipulate events. Finally, on the seventh reincarnation, he defeated the murderer, and his sister survived.

He opened his eyes, lying on the bed. His muddy clothes had been removed by his sister, and she had also wiped his body clean. From another room came the sound of water, probably his sister washing his clothes.

The youth had never felt the bed to be such a warm place.

He lifted his right hand, scrutinizing his fingers as if he were examining the ceiling, remembering the seven reincarnations as if they were a dream.

The youth muttered to himself, his eyes showing a hint of confusion: “What on earth is going on?”

Even in the storybooks about cultivators, there was nothing like this.

…

The seven reincarnations were not the endpoint of the reincarnation event, but the starting point.

Since then, Lu Yang had encountered hundreds of reincarnations, both big and small.

This made Lu Yang feel more and more that it wasn’t just the Time Dao Fruit user playing around, nor was it a battle.

Lu Yang’s side had also never found any information about the Time Dao Fruit user.

According to Eldest Senior Sister, Jiang Pingan had used the Power of National Fate to observe the entire Great Xia in several reincarnations, trying to find something different from the previous cycles, but he hadn’t found any useful clues.

Lu Yang had gone to the Fairy Palace to see the Yingtian Immortal, who also had no idea, only saying that probably the opportunity hadn’t come yet, and if destined, they would eventually meet.

Lu Yang translated Yingtian Immortal’s words for himself: I don’t know how to find the Time Dao Fruit user either.

At the peak of Sky Gate Mountain, Lu Yang sheathed his Sword Qi, signaling the end of this training session.

Every time he trained, Lu Yang was on tenterhooks, afraid of encountering a time reversal and losing his progress for nothing.

Thanks to that unseen user, Lu Yang had already let six hundred hours of training results go to waste.

“Just consider it as refining my state of mind,” Lu Yang consoled himself.

“Second-in-command, you have a letter,” Mengmeng waved a tan envelope as she ran over.

“My letter?”

Lu Yang had received many letters, being famous not only for his high cultivation level and rich experience but also for his gentle nature. Many cultivators and mortals had written to him, some wanting to meet him, some requesting his autograph, some wishing to share insights, and even some sending outright confessions.

Lu Yang thought it was another admirer’s letter, but upon opening it, he realized it was not.

“From Kaihuang Temple in Buddha Country?”

Lu Yang had no recollection of Kaihuang Temple, but after reading the letter, he suddenly realized.

“So they’re inviting me to make a show of support.”

“Make a show of support?” Yun Mengmeng was puzzled.

“In the letter, Kaihuang Temple mentioned that Master Shi Chan had discussed me during a sermon there. Coincidentally, they’re holding the Buddha Bathing Festival and there’s also a competition among cultivators. They hope I can grace them with my presence as a judge.”

“Buddha Country practices a theocratic governance system, meaning that Kaihuang Temple is not just a temple but also manages the local city, much like our government offices.”

“However, Kaihuang Temple is not a major temple and doesn’t manage a significant city. Their asking me to come and lend my influence to make a good impression is very likely.”

If it were a major city or a major temple, Lu Yang would certainly have some recollection of it.

“I see.”

Although Yun Mengmeng didn’t quite understand, she nodded anyway.

“So, are you going?”

Lu Yang put away the envelope, “Kaihuang Temple doesn’t seem to have any ulterior motives, and since I’ve never been to Buddha Country, it would be good to visit.”

Considering the reputation of his master and the second senior brother in Buddha Country, Lu Yang generally hesitated to go there, to avoid any man-made difficulties.

This time, being invited as a notable guest was a rare opportunity, so of course, he intended to go.

“Sister Mengmeng, do you want to go?”

“Is there anything tasty in Buddha Country?” Yun Mengmeng was most concerned about this.

Lu Yang recalled the specialities of Buddha Country, “Due to religious beliefs, there is basically no meat in Buddha Country, only vegetarian food, which is exceptional.”

“Then never mind.” Yun Mengmeng’s interest in Buddha Country drastically reduced, “Just bring me some specialities from Buddha Country when you come back, Second-in-command.”

“Agreed.”

Immortal Fairy emerged, her face showing confusion as she recalled the traditions of Buddhism, “It’s rather strange, when we five were creating Buddhism, I always advocated not to distinguish between vegetarian and non-vegetarian food. Yingtian Immortal and the other four insisted that Buddhism should avoid meat and consume more vegetarian food, even saying that since I was the founder of Buddhism, I should follow the rules and make more vegetarian food later on. All four of them said this, so I had to agree to the dietary restrictions of Buddhism.”

Lu Yang felt it might be because the toxicity of the vegetarian food you make is less than that of the meat dishes.

“So, Immortal, will you only make vegetarian food from now on?”

“Not at all. I’m the founder; I don’t need to follow any rules.”

“…”

Kaihuang Temple wasn’t sure the envelope would reach the Seek Dao Sect, so they sent it many days in advance. There’s still some time until the Buddha Bathing Festival, so Lu Yang could prepare slowly.

For example, by inviting a friend.

“Old Meng, do you fancy a trip to Buddha Country?” Lu Yang, with a mischievous grin, approached Meng Jingzhou, showing him the letter from Kaihuang Temple.

Meng Jingzhou silently took out a letter, also sent from Kaihuang Temple.

“You got one too?” Lu Yang was surprised.

Meng Jingzhou, slightly annoyed, gave Lu Yang a look, “As an Innate Buddhist, it’s quite normal for me to be invited, right?”

Having resigned himself to the title of ‘Innate Buddhist’ spread by the outside world,

“So, are you going?” Lu Yang asked.

Hearing that Buddha Country was full of sandstorms and harsh environments, Meng Jingzhou thought there was nothing appealing about Buddha Country and hadn’t planned to invite Lu Yang.

“Since you’re going, I might as well make a trip too.”