In the dead of night, the bustling Jialan Town fell silent.
But within an inn, an operation targeting Mu Qiao Yao was quietly unfolding.
A figure in black, their face masked, stealthily appeared before the door of Shen Zhao and Mu Qiao Yao's room. Peeking through the crack, they saw a figure lying still on the bed.
The next moment, the black-clad figure produced a sleep-inducing incense, lit it, and tossed it through the door crack.
A short while later, hearing faint snoring from within, the figure cautiously pushed open the door, then moved silently to the bedside, and directly bundled the figure on the bed, along with the bedding, and carried them away...
In another luxurious room, the monks softly chanted Amitabha.
The Young Monk sat elegantly at a desk, perusing a newly printed scripture.
Suddenly, a knock sounded from outside, three short and one long. A monk immediately opened the door, welcoming the black-clothed person inside.
The black-clothed person's forehead was covered in sweat. They placed the person on their shoulder, along with the quilt, in front of the Young Monk. Then, they removed the black veil from their face, revealing the familiar face of the female shopkeeper.
"Young Monk, I've brought the person."
She nervously knelt on the ground, awaiting the words of the elegant monk at the table.
The chanting in the room immediately stopped, and everyone looked towards the Young Monk.
The Young Monk slowly closed the scripture, rose with a smile, and gestured to the female shopkeeper to "stand up."
The woman stood up, trembling, and stood to one side, head bowed, not daring to look at him.
The Young Monk glanced at the quilt on the ground and asked only one question: "Where is the other person?"
The woman was stunned, then quickly said, "This commoner was nervous for a moment and forgot there was another person in the room. Please forgive me, Young Monk."
"Amitabha."
The Young Monk waved his hand, giving a look to the two Red-robed Monks beside him.
The two monks immediately stood up, bowed to the Young Monk, and then left the room with fierce expressions.
"You did well. This monk will discuss with the three Chiefs as agreed, and have your sisters released as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Young Monk. This commoner will never be able to repay your great kindness in this life. In the next life, I will be a cow or a horse to repay you!"
The woman was overjoyed and wept with joy.
The Young Monk leaned down, looking at the bedding with satisfaction: "After waiting for more than ten thousand years in the Buddhist Country, we have finally found the most suitable Magical Artifact. Once it is refined, the faith of our Buddhist Country will surely be spread to every corner of the nine realms."
After speaking, he directly pulled back the covers.
But the next second, when the Young Monk saw the person in the bed, his expression immediately changed.
He saw Shen Zhao resting his head, legs crossed like a girl, a toothpick in the corner of his mouth, and a playful expression as he sized up the Young Monk.
"Why is it you?"
"I said, Little Bald Donkey, if you wanted to see me, just let someone give me a heads-up. Why bother with all this trouble, smoke and covers? It makes me very embarrassed."
After saying that, before the Young Monk could react, Shen Zhao sat up and, without a word, aimed a slap at his cheek.
The Young Monk was slapped so hard he didn't even recognize his parents, the whole process was like taking off, landing, and smashing a table, all in one go.
"Young Monk!"
"You're dead, kid!"
"How dare you hit the Young Monk? Die!"
Seeing their master get beaten, the surrounding rabble charged at Shen Zhao.
Shen Zhao didn't hesitate. He sidestepped a heavy punch, then flipped back in front of the Young Monk, grabbed his robes, and gave him another slap across the face.
The Young Monk's cheek instantly turned bruised and swollen, looking like a steamed bun. His mind was hazy, and everything looked like soy sauce.
"Let go of our Young Monk!"
Slap!
"Stop!"
Smack!
"Stop hitting him!"
Smack!
Any time those little lackeys dared to attack Shen Zhao, he'd unhesitatingly give the Young Monk a haymaker. His strategy was to capture the ringleader.
The pitiful Young Monk didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy; the punches came faster than he could speak. In the blink of an eye, he was covered in multiple compound fractures.
The lackeys were beside themselves with worry, but even with their Na Yuan Realm cultivation, they could only watch their master get beaten up unilaterally.
Finally, Shen Zhao, having stomped on the unconscious Young Monk, let out a long sigh of relief and pointed at the little lackeys. "Your master is under my foot! If you have the guts, take a step forward and take him away!"
The Red-robed Monks looked at each other, unsure how to proceed.
Just then, two bloodied heads flew in from outside. They belonged to the two Red-robed Monks who had planned to deal with Shen Zhao earlier.
Mu Qiao Yao, her face covered in frost, entered the room, wielding a Seven-foot Cold Blade.
"Kid, haven't you cleaned up yet? Need me to step in?"
"You're really f*cking brutal, bringing in the heads. Amitabha Vajra Buddha, that's disgusting."
Seeing the two still flirting, the rest of the Red-robed Monks couldn't take it anymore.
Seeing their companions separated from their heads, they immediately disregarded everything and split into two groups, charging towards Mu Qiao Yao and Shen Zhao respectively, all for the sake of the Young Monk's dignity.
"Pfft~"
A small fry rushed in front of Shen Zhao and was immediately hit with a heavy punch to the face, performing a 3600° backflip.
"Smack."
Another small fry went flying, his head caving in as he died instantly in the roof.
With Shen Zhao's furious, bone-crushing attacks, the four small fries who had been attacking him instantly ascended to the ultimate bliss of the afterlife, reaching the peak of their ghost lives, a truly enviable fate.
On the other side, even though she had only recovered to the Condensing Qi Realm, Mu Qiao Yao, relying solely on an ordinary sword, used an Emperor-level sword technique to swiftly crush two Red-robed Monks, surpassing two realms in the process.
The battle was over in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
The female shopkeeper was already scared witless by the scene before her, huddled in a corner, trembling.
Shen Zhao ignored the woman, picked up the Young Monk, slapped him awake, and asked, "Hey, Little Bald Donkey, tell me your dharma name."
The Young Monk glared at Shen Zhao, while at the same time, he hated the female shopkeeper to his core.
He shouldn't have trusted that woman so much.
"Who are you people?"
Slap!
"I'm the one asking questions now, not you. You'd better honestly answer what I want to know, and maybe you'll suffer less."
"This Young Monk..."
Slap!
"Still trying to be tough, huh? Fine, then I'll just have to work a little harder and turn you into a Heavenly Palace Jar."
After speaking, Shen Zhao pulled out a saw from his pocket and squinted at the Young Monk's head.
"I'm sorry, this is the first time I've done such delicate work, so please bear with me if it's not perfect."
After saying that, he dragged him to the bedside and stepped on his neck, preparing to saw directly into the back of his head.
"No, I said, my Dharma name is Heng."
"Heng?"
"Yes!"
"What is your relationship with the City of Corpses?"
"I am a disciple of the Ling Shan Sect. The three Chiefs Seats of the City of Corpses are my senior brothers. I am here to collect the newly refined Magical Artifacts and return to Ling Shan to be handled by the Sect Leader."
"Who are the Chiefs Seats of the City of Corpses?"
"Chief Seat Wrathful Bright King, Second Seat Desire Sinking, Assistant Seat Sighing Sorrow and Joy."
"Heh."
Shen Zhao sneered, then looked at Mu Qiao Yao.
"You really want to know what a Flesh Lotus is? Then let this Monk Heng describe it for you."
After he finished speaking, he put some force into his foot and said sternly, "Speak, briefly explain the process of harvesting the lotus."
Monk Heng nodded in pain, then said word by word, "The so-called Flesh Lotus is a Magical Artifact body obtained from a suitable Yin Body. The lotus flower is a symbol of Buddhism…"
"Get to the point!"
"Yes."
"The so-called Yin Body naturally refers to beautiful young girls from ordinary families. Of course, female cultivators with a certain level of cultivation and good looks are even better.
The steps are to first imprison them in a sealed space, then bathe them clean. Within eighteen days and nights, the Vajra Pestle is used to break their bodies.
Afterward, they are tied to a wooden stake and their flesh is slowly roasted with Low Fire.
Ensuring the Womb is plump and round, with an interior resembling a lotus flower, then the knife-wielding monks can carve out the entire Womb. This is the origin of the Flesh Lotus..."
Even though Mu Qiao Yao was prepared, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle when she heard of such cruel methods used to treat women.
The female shopkeeper was trembling all over, hugging her knees in the corner and saying nothing.
"Evil cultivators, what's the difference between you and evil cultivators? You're even worse than them! What Buddhist holy land, it's simply a human hell!"
Shen Zhao ignored Mu Qiao Yao's shouts, just patted Monk Heng's head and smiled, "You said it very well, you're really obedient."
"Benefactor, this little monk has said all he needs to say. Please, spare me."
"Spare you? So you can go back and bring people to kill us?"
"This little monk swears to the heavens, I would never do such a thing."
"Really?"
"A monk does not lie!"
"Alright, you can go then."
After saying this, Shen Zhao released Monk Heng.
Monk Heng was as if granted amnesty, immediately scrambling and crawling to leave the room.
He had to inform the City of Corpses about the situation here; he absolutely couldn't let these heretics get away with this.
But the next moment, he felt a chill on his neck.
Following that, the world spun, and the last thing he saw was his own back.
"I'll send you to the Buddha to repent; it can be considered keeping my promise."
After physically transcending Monk Heng, Shen Zhao slowly put away his Dragon Scale Knife, his smile replaced with extreme coldness.
Mu Qiao Yao glanced at the corpse on the ground with disdain and directly asked Shen Zhao, "What should we do next?"
"Quickly find Master Xuanzang's inheritance, and then find a way to eliminate the three Chief Seats of the City of Corpses. This is the only way to stop the spread of Evil Corruption."
"How are you certain that Master Xuanzang's inheritance is definitely within the City of Corpses?"
"Based on Journey to the West, I've searched all suspicious locations. The only places I haven't thoroughly investigated are the City of Corpses and the Ling Shan Sect's headquarters. However, the Ling Shan Sect headquarters must have the source of the Evil Corruption.
It clashes with Master Xuanzang's Abundant Buddha Qi, so it's unlikely to be hidden at Ling Shan. That leaves only the City of Corpses, the most terrifying place in Journey to the West."
"Alright, now that we have a target, shall we set off immediately?"
"Of course, we shouldn't delay."
The female shopkeeper immediately said, "Please, both of you, wait!"
"What is it?"
"Both of you, I have an unreasonable request. Could you possibly rescue my sisters from the City of Corpses?"
"Hmph, don't forget that you were in cahoots with those evil monks before. It's already a mercy that we didn't kill you, and now you want to frame us!"
"I…I also had no other choice…But if I didn't do this, my two sisters would have died…"
"That's your problem. I'm not killing you because I see you're also being controlled. Don't get any ideas, it's a pipe dream."
"But what if I said I know of a special place within the City of Corpses? Would you be willing to help me then?"
Shen Zhao frowned upon hearing this.
Mu Qiao Yao, standing to the side, advised, "Kid, this woman is up to no good. Don't soften your heart. You might as well just kill her."
The woman hastily said, "No, I really do know of a special place. I've been to the City of Corpses several times, and that place is different.
It's listed as the Forbidden Land of Corpses. Even the three Chief Seats wouldn't dare to go there easily. Perhaps it's the place you're looking for."
Shen Zhao frowned, "You're not deceiving us?"
The woman nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely, I wouldn't dare. I only ask that you, Sir, can save my two sisters from their suffering."
Mu Qiao Yao said coldly, "Who knows if you're telling the truth."
The woman said, "The Young Monk died in my inn. If the monks pursue this, I will surely die as well. How could I possibly deceive you?"
"Alright!" Shen Zhao made up his mind. "We'll trust you this once."
"Young man!"
"No need to say more. Our time is limited; we have to take a gamble."
With that, Shen Zhao walked to the Young Monk's corpse, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Perhaps, whether we can successfully obtain Master Xuanzang's inheritance depends on this corpse."
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