At this time, neither Bai Jingjing nor Chun Shisanniang expected anything like this.
All the information she had worked so hard to obtain—
It had come to nothing.
Millions of monsters were gathering on Wuyue Mountain. Were they having a party? Were they starting to dig carrots for fun?
This was too absurd.
Chun Shisanniang's strength was not weak, but to actually fight a demon king? That would be a pure joke. She had thousands of followers under her command. But Demon King Peng directly commanded a hundred thousand. She was alone against a family—and to want to fish in troubled waters was utterly ridiculous!
For a time, Chun Shisanniang had half a mind to retreat. Treasures were tempting, yes—but one also needed the life to enjoy them. Monsters covered the mountains and plains before her. She would be seeking death to go there.
Just as Chun Shisanniang was about to leave, Bai Jingjing appeared in front of her. Instantly, Chun Shisanniang's face turned to frost and she drew her weapon from her waist.
"So you really are a thief, Junior Sister!!!"
Their masters and disciples had been separated for a long time. Running into each other now wasn't strange at all.
But Bai Jingjing stepped back with a smile and said, "Senior Sister, if you want to eat Tang Seng's flesh, you're not allowed to come over and snatch a bowl of soup. Let's work together to catch Tang Seng—what do you say?"
"Hmph, don't lie to me..." Chun Shisanniang said coldly. "You're just looking for that monkey. You think he'll still love you—but that's all a lie."
"Then don't worry. I only want to ask—are you willing to cooperate?"
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I didn't come here fearing death."
Bai Jingjing said firmly, her expression resolute.
The two sisters joined hands and prepared to infiltrate Wuyue Mountain. They had thought of many plans, but neither was confident they could enter safely. After all, demon kings were never short on subordinates. They were beautiful women—and once caught, they were likely to lose both their lives and their armies.
Just as the two of them hesitated—
An old man appeared before them.
"Two young ladies, do you need help?"
"Who!!!"
The sudden voice startled them. When Bai Jingjing turned around, she found a kind-looking old man who had appeared behind them at some unknown time. From his bearing, he had clearly been there for quite a while.
The two of them were shocked. Who was this person? Why was he here?!
Chun Shisanniang and Bai Jingjing exchanged a glance, then immediately deployed their signature poison technique. Normal immortals couldn't withstand it.
But the old man didn't dodge. He let the attack hit him—and nothing happened.
"This..."
"We need to run, Senior Sister!"
Seeing that things had gone wrong, Bai Jingjing immediately turned to flee—but who knew that a tremendous weight pressed down on her feet, making it impossible to fly. Even walking was difficult.
The Bodhi Ancestor smiled and said: "Don't struggle. Wuyue Mountain is the territory of our Eternal Religion. All monsters and immortals here are turtles in a urn. Now—may I ask if the two young ladies would be willing to join the Eternal Church?"
"You foul old man! You're courting death!!!"
Chun Shisanniang flew into a rage and immediately launched an attack—but when the other party waved his sleeve, she was knocked to the ground.
When she woke up—
She found that they had arrived at a strange place. The lights were brilliant. Like a small mountain town. They were tied to a wooden stake, and beside them lay a drowsy woman who was, if anything, a little more beautiful than either of them.
Could it be that they had fallen into that old man's forbidden domain? If so, they would rather die!!!
"Senior Sister, look... those monsters are kneeling before humans!"
"What?"
Chun Shisanniang followed her junior sister's gaze and saw that in another part of the small mountain town, a group of people dressed as bandits were receiving the worship of monsters. There was even a dragon king with silver scales!!!
This discovery made them shudder. What had happened to Wuyue Mountain? Why had it become like this?
This monster was a flower demon, dressed very plainly. At first glance, she looked no different from an ordinary peasant woman—but the aura radiating from her made both of them gasp. So strong. Stronger than the Great Immortal Pansi from five hundred years ago!!!
"You are?"
"Believers of the faith. I heard from the priest that the two of you and Princess Iron Fan are all prepared goddesses—so I've brought you food. Beef stew, roast ribs, vegetables. What would you like to eat?"
"The woman next to us is Princess Iron Fan?"
"Yes."
"And the Bull Demon King..."
"Don't worry about that. The other party doesn't even know his wife has been stolen. Besides—a bull demon king is just a piece of beef tendon under the power of the gods..."
The flower demon spoke disdainfully as she fed Bai Jingjing.
Chun Shisanniang was deeply shaken. She asked, "Who is the so-called God of Eternity?"
"Please show proper respect with that title. That is the great Eternal God—greater and more ancient than even Pangu. Our leader, Supreme Treasure, is the one who has received the grace of God. By the way, let me tell you—in three days, all these millions of monsters outside will be set aside by our master to be sacrificed to the gods. These monsters are the sacrifices."
At these words, the eyes of Bai Jingjing and Chun Shisanniang were full of horror. What kind of terrifying existence was this? Millions of monsters—as sacrifices? This was horrifying.
Both of them were filled with regret. Escaping was no longer realistic.
Over the following period, they witnessed the arrival of many monsters—and even some immortals—all of whom knelt in worship without exception toward the bandits. Clearly, those bandits were the chief priests of the Eternal Cult.
Time passed minute by minute. The atmosphere outside grew more and more tense. Under pressure from both Heavenly Court and Lingshan, Wuyue Mountain began to flow with rivers of blood. But the more intense it became, the more it proved the earlier rumors were true. Otherwise, why would the gods and Buddhas refuse to give up here?
Three days. Two hundred thousand people died in the Wuyue Mountain area.
At this time, the Dragon King and the monsters who had joined the cult began to gain the upper hand. Every time they struck, they could always defeat the Heavenly Court—even if a Buddha came, they could fight for a round or two.
So, on the morning of the fourth day—
Demon King Peng came before the Dragon King and wanted to ask why he had become so powerful. Although there was a high probability the other party wouldn't say. But now everyone shared the same breath; everyone understood that when the lips are cold, the teeth suffer—and as long as one wasn't a fool, one understood the situation.
Looking at the twisted expression on Demon King Peng's face, the Dragon King laughed and said: "I know why you've come. I can tell you now—as long as you join the cult, you can gain strength. Would you like to join?"
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