My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 8: A Weird Dream

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“It’s a little exquisite, but not too strong.”

Lu Xuan sensed for a moment.

At this moment, the living beings in the City of Death had already gathered near the hall under the control of the Evil Buddha.

The sea of people was densely packed, and there were hundreds of thousands of them surrounding the entire Evil Buddha Hall.

Lu Xuan released the sword at his waist and leaned it against the ground.

The sheathed sword hit the ground. Ripples of magic power lit up and spread from under his feet.

On that day, a huge pillar of light descended from the coast, covering a radius of a hundred kilometers.

…

Cheng Lingzhu had a dream.

She dreamed that she had become very, very strong, even stronger than the Evil Buddha in the City of Death.

The powerful Cheng Lingzhu was undergoing her tribulation. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder condensed by the Dao Law carried the mighty power of heaven and earth as it struck down. However, it was shattered by the Phoenix Blood Sword in her hand as easily as chopping vegetables.

This made her feel so good that she temporarily forgot the sorrow in her heart.

As for why she was unhappy, Cheng Lingzhu didn’t know.

She only felt that she seemed to have quarreled with someone before transcending the tribulation.

In a fit of anger, she ran off to transcend the tribulation.

Dreams were always vague, and the logic and motives in dreams were difficult to figure out.

Fortunately, anger did not affect her tribulation. Because she was so strong, the tribulation could no longer stop her.

The only imperfection was that, for some reason, although she had a pair of slender legs while transcending the tribulation, her anterior torso was poorly endowed and ordinary, as if it had shrunk without any ripples.

Cheng Lingzhu looked down and frowned. She formed a hand seal and was about to enlarge her chest when the divine lightning in the sky dissipated and the Inner Demon Tribulation suddenly arrived.

Lu Xuan’s figure appeared in the clouds.

Beside him, the sounds of women giggling could be heard, and many beauties surrounded him.

There was the White Silk Fairy, the Black Silk Demoness, the Bare-footed Demoness, the Great Empress in luxurious clothes, the cool Kun Dao, the Nun in Red…

Cheng Lingzhu’s fists turned hard.

Like beautiful flowers ranging from young to mature, there were many types of belles, many of which were voluptuous and proud, far better than her poorly endowed self.

The man stood among the roses, hugging them from left to right and smiling widely.

It seemed that this was the scene after she ascended. Lu Xuan had obtained a large windfall of beauties, and she had turned jealous.

Cheng Lingzhu gritted her teeth and warned herself in her heart that everything she saw was fake. It was all caused by her inner demons and could not be true…

Then, she saw a demoness gently push Lu Xuan down and undo his robe. Then, she smiled provocatively at her and was about to ride him.

Cheng Lingzhu couldn’t take it anymore. She gripped the Phoenix Blood Sword with both hands and slashed out.

The sword cut through the illusion in front of her, but it also cut through her own Dao path.

…

“Ah!”

Cheng Lingzhu suddenly woke up.

Cold sweat seeped from her forehead.

She panted heavily and touched her chest. After confirming that she was still alive and her assets had not shrunk, she heaved a sigh of relief.

This dream was very strange. She had only known Lu Xuan for half a day, yet she had such a strange dream. Cheng Lingzhu felt that it was ridiculous.

However, the dream just now was so real, and the sense of immersion was strong, making her dazed.

Beside her was the Phoenix Blood Sword. It was the same as the one in her dream, but its aura was much weaker.

“Uh…do you want some tea?”

Lu Xuan was brewing tea when he saw Cheng Lingzhu suddenly wake up. He winked at her.

Cheng Lingzhu looked around and found herself in a forest.

Beneath her was a large bed made of vines. It was very clean, and it was likely that some kind of wood-type spell had been used to make the plants grow. The vines felt smooth and elastic.

Lu Xuan had cleared out an empty space, built a fire, and was brewing tea.

Cheng Lingzhu remained silent.

It was probably because of that dream.

When she saw Lu Xuan again, her emotions suddenly became complicated.

Lu Xuan didn’t say anything else and just handed the tea over. He was not in a good mood either.

After killing the Evil Buddha, Cheng Lingzhu fainted from overdrawing her strength, but she was fine.

Therefore, he found a place and waited for her to wake up.

While she was unconscious, Lu Xuan took a look at the Phoenix Blood Sword.

It was the sword that his master had used back then.

Natal Dharmic Weapons were different from other Dharmic treasures. Ascending to the Upper Realm without a Natal Dharmic Weapon was even rarer than modern people going out without a cell phone.

Moreover, the artifact spirit within the Phoenix Blood Sword was silent and could not be awakened.

With Lu Xuan’s knowledge, he could guess that something must have gone wrong when his master transcended the tribulation.

However, Lu Xuan was also puzzled.

With Cheng Hongtan’s astonishing talent back then, it would not have been difficult for her to transcend the tribulation and become an immortal. Even if she really failed, she should have left a backup plan.

He shook his head and collected his thoughts.

There were still things to do now, so he would think about them later.

Cheng Lingzhu had already regained her composure. Lu Xuan handed her a teacup.

“How do you feel now?”

“Thank you, Senior Brother Lu.” Cheng Lingzhu held the teacup with both hands and sipped. “I feel much better.”

“I’ve already taken care of that Evil Buddha and the surrounding pollution problems. Since that’s done, I brought you out,” Lu Xuan said.

Hearing this, Cheng Lingzhu thought for a moment. “How did you get rid of that Evil Buddha?”

Lu Xuan took a sip of tea.

“My hack is bigger than yours.”

Cheng Lingzhu was speechless. She understood what Lu Xuan meant.

The other party probably wanted to say that the artifact he brought was more powerful.

“But this matter is slightly more complicated than we imagined.”

Lu Xuan took out something from his storage ring and handed it to Cheng Lingzhu.

It was a palm-sized lotus platform that seemed to be made of green jade. It looked very exquisite.

“Is this…the lotus throne under the Evil Buddha?”

Cheng Lingzhu recognized this item.

“Not bad.” Lu Xuan nodded. “After killing the Evil Buddha, I learned some different information through this lotus throne.”

Cheng Lingzhu listened quietly.

“This Evil Buddha was originally a great demon from an extremely ancient era. He should have been very powerful back then, so powerful that even the mighty figure who suppressed him could not kill him.

“He could only seal it in the City of Death and use the power of time to weaken its power in an attempt to completely obliterate it.”

Lu Xuan deliberated for a moment.

“As for the people in the city, they were originally left behind by the Almighty to guard the devil. However, the existence that suppressed the devil did not expect that the monster trapped on the lotus platform would one day become a doctor after being sick for a long time. It comprehended a high-level Buddhist Dharma and found a way to escape.

“Relying on his long lifespan, this devil killed generations of guardians and his power seeped into the city, secretly pushing for changes in the City of Death. In the end, he actually changed history. In a flash, the devil became a true Buddha, and the people who were originally guarding the devil became believers of the Evil Buddha.”

“Escape method?” Cheng Lingzhu pondered upon hearing this. “Isn’t this monster trapped on the lotus platform and can’t even walk out of the hall?”

“In fact, the Evil Buddha has already escaped from the City of Death. It happened 33 days ago, on the night that the City of Death was born.”

Lu Xuan opened his mouth and took out the black-faced Buddha statue from the commoners’ homes in the City of Death.

“But…the ones who escaped from the City of Death were both evil and benevolent Buddhas.”

The black-faced Buddha statue in his hand had two faces. One of them was compassionate while the other was ferocious and terrifying.

Lu Xuan held the black Buddha statue with both hands and twisted his wrist.

With a crack, the Buddha statue shattered.

A thumb-sized Buddha statue fell out of the black Buddha statue.