Legend of the Great Sage

did find trouble to be annoying.
The swing of Xiao An’s blade really did bear the meaning of severing afflictions and annoyances to a certain degree.

“I’m returning to the Spirit Kṣetra temple for self-reflection.
Farewell.” The Seven Treasures Monk King sighed.

“Take care, senior brother Seven Treasures,” the Dauntless monk was in a hurry to ask about the Affliction Severing blade, so he did not try to persuade the Seven Treasures Monk King to stay.

Before he left, the Seven Treasures Monk King said to Li Qingshan, “Even if you’re not a Demon King, you’re not a person of buddhism.
Crown prince Si Qing seems to hold a great grudge with you, so you should be careful!”

“Don’t worry, master.
All men will seek their revenge.
A fool like him will fall to my blade sooner or later!” Li Qingshan answered.

The Seven Treasures Monk King glanced at Li Qingshan deeply before telling Xiao An, “Your conferment as Monk King will arrive very soon.
The gates of the Spirit Kṣetra temple are open to you at all times!” Only then did he fly off.
Compared to when he came, he seemed much more modest and discreet.

“One Will, where did you obtain the Affliction Severing blade?” the Dauntless monk asked in a hurry as soon as the Seven Treasures Monk King had left.

“This is not a place to talk, Dauntless abbot,” Xiao An said.

As a result, they entered the grand hall, and Xiao An drew the Affliction Severing blade again, passing it to the Dauntless monk.

The Dauntless monk accepted the blade with both hands.
He was extremely excited, and he was completely entranced by the buddhist blade in his hand.
He murmured, “Sure enough, sure enough, it’s the Affliction Severing blade!”

It was not his fault for being so emotional.
The significance of the Affliction Severing blade to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga was far too great.
Even ten buddhist treasures could not compare to it.

“The Golden Cicada Spirit King gave me this blade,” said Xiao An.

“The Golden Cicada Spirit King!” Only now did the Dauntless monk look away from the Affliction Severing blade.
That was a name that the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga could not forget.

“Why did he give it to you?”

“He gave it to me in exchange for the Chant of Deva-Nāga,” said Xiao An.

“You!”

The Dauntless monk pointed at Xiao An.
If any ordinary disciple was bold enough to pass the ultimate technique of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga to the Golden Cicada Spirit King, he would have taken direct action himself and captured them.
Even if they brought back the Affliction Severing blade, they would still be heavily punished.

“I’ve broken the monastery’s rules.
Please punish me, abbot,” said Xiao An.

“So be it.
You managed to bring the blade back, which is a great contribution to the monastery.
Let’s just say it offsets your crimes!” 

The Dauntless monk hesitated a little before still waving his hand helplessly in the end.
The rules of the monastery were important, but they had to be flexible as well.
As the abbot, what he had to consider first was still the future of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga that had stood for over ten thousand years.
He definitely could not shoot the monastery in the foot.

And when he thought a little more about it, he would have also given it some consideration if the Golden Cicada Spirit King had offered him a condition like that.
With Xiao An’s cultivation and identity, she already possessed the right to make a decision like that for the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, so with that, he was convinced.

“I didn’t just exchange for this blade,” Xiao An added.

“What else then?” the Dauntless monk asked.

“The Soaring Locust King’s life as well,” said Xiao An.

“What!”

“The Golden Cicada Spirit King will be ascending soon.
I’ve already told the Soaring Locust King about this.”

What Xiao An said was simple, but no one present was a fool.
They immediately thought of a rough plan.

The Soaring Locust King held a deep grudge towards the Golden Cicada Spirit King.
When the Golden Cicada Spirit King would ascend, the Soaring Locust King would definitely do everything within his ability to stop him.
As long as they set up a trap then and there, they would definitely be able to kill him, and the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga might be able to settle their grievance of several thousand years with the Golden Cicada Spirit King too.

Li Qingshan looked at Xiao An in surprise.
This was completely different from their original plan.
If everything really unfolded as expected, they could completely isolate themselves from this affair and just watch as the great cultivators of the Green province encircled and killed the Soaring Locust King.
They would not be in any danger at all.

The Dauntless monk’s face lit up.
He passed the Affliction Severing blade back to Xiao An and said, “You’ve done very well!”

 ps： 算了算，这个月还要写七万多字，任重而道远啊！