Chaotic World Book
Chapter 421 - 410: Between Water and Fire (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 421: Chapter 410: Between Water and Fire (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Tang Wanzhuang deliberately waited until Fa Zhen had someone notify Maitreya before making her move.

As she acted, a group of people had already quietly followed the monk soldier who was conveying the message, heading straight for Mount Huiji.

The Secret Realm was indeed within the mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Changhe couldn’t help but admire Tang Buqi’s strategy of a swift counterattack that no one had expected.

Originally, they thought sneaking in would be very troublesome, and once inside, how to search for the Secret Realm under strict guard was something that could not be planned in advance and had to be improvised. However, this move made the process unexpectedly simple—just quietly follow, and that’s it...

Mount Huiji, without the gaze of the Buddhas, truly became an easy target for Zhu Huan and the others, a defenseless city riddle with holes and panic. Now, let’s not mention the external battles; their infiltration was almost like entering an unguarded realm.

The main paths of Mount Huiji seemed to be heavily guarded, but these defenses were virtually non-existent in front of the elites from the Heavenly List and Earth List.

The messenger hurriedly informed the guard: "Quickly report to the Buddha, Tang Buqi’s great army is pressing on, approaching on three fronts, and they are now less than ten miles away!"

Of course, it wasn’t that they were only discovered when the enemy was at the gates. Even if Maitreya’s forces were useless, they wouldn’t be this incompetent. To only react when the enemy was within ten miles was already a sign of extreme ineptitude. But ten miles essentially meant the city was already under siege, at least on three sides—only the south gate remained open.

The guards were also dumbfounded as they hurried towards the center of the mountain, with no one noticing several fluttering shadows following them in the twilight under the trees.

"Buddha, Buddha! Tang Buqi is attacking us!"

A thunderous outrage echoed from the mountain, almost materializing, causing the surrounding trees to shake.

"Little Tang family, to dare to bully me! Once this Venerable recovers, I must annihilate the Tang family of Gusu, turning every man and woman into my furnace!"

"Boom!" Boulders on the mountain top shattered as a beam of golden light burst through the rocks.

He appeared imposing, but Maitreya within the golden light was actually still fastening his belt—he hadn’t had the chance to begin his Dual Cultivation healing.

Perhaps no one else could compete in this regard; Tang Buqi was still the most professional when it came to such matters.

"Buddha, Buddha!" A messenger scrambled over: "Tang Wanzhuang has broken into the city, Fa Zhen Buddha is in peril!"

"Tang Wanzhuang? Alone?"

"Yes, just her! Fa Zhen Buddha can’t withstand her!"

"Good timing!" Maitreya stamped his foot, golden light trailing like a shooting star as he dashed towards the council hall.

Upon arriving at the council hall, it was already too late. Corpses were strewn everywhere.

The surrounding guards and the Main General Fa Zhen’s trusted aides were nearly all dead or injured, and the last thing Maitreya saw was Tang Wanzhuang’s sword gently slicing across Fa Zhen’s neck.

She alone had slaughtered the entire city’s guards.

Until now, Fa Zhen hadn’t even issued an order for how to arrange the city’s defenses.

Yet, Maitreya had to admit that this woman was still so beautiful that it stirred the heart, even amidst a sea of blood, she was like a nymph on water.

Such an enemy, Maitreya’s greatest desire was to capture her and play with her at his will; his blood was practically boiling with fury.

"Tang Wanzhuang!" Maitreya roared as he landed in the hall, not angry but laughing: "I really didn’t expect you to dare come to your death... Do you think that by killing my soldiers, you can take the city? Is this the wisdom of the Tang head, hahaha..."

Tang Wanzhuang turned her head and said softly, "Are your injuries healed?"

This casual tone took Maitreya aback for a moment before he replied with a cold laugh, "What do you think?"

"I guess they haven’t healed. You just forcibly used some Secret Technique to suppress them, not only that, but you might also have gained a bit of strength... But that’s not important." Tang Wanzhuang’s gaze drifted past him, looking somewhat misty toward the faintly visible mountain in the distance: "Do you know why it’s just me alone here?"

A sinister premonition rose in Maitreya’s heart; he stared at her silently.

"You heard I was here, and alone... Your first instinct was to capture me, overshadowing all other thoughts... So I could draw you out of the Secret Realm and didn’t need to fight you inside it, which could involve more unknown difficulties."

"Secret Realm..." Maitreya paused gravely before sneering: "What does it matter that you know the Buddha is inside? You can’t get in, and if you do, you’re just seeking death!"

Almost as he spoke, the guards outside the Huiji Mountain Secret Realm were dead or dying in all directions. Ying Wu casually pressed a rock, revealing a confident smile: "Solving the riddle of the Secret Realm, finding the way in, I rank second to none when it comes to conquering it. Break!"

"Boom!" Golden light erupted in the mountains, blossoming like a lotus.

Maitreya turned around, shocked. "Who broke the Secret Realm?"

Frantic, he was about to rush back when Tang Wanju already stood in front of him, sword drawn.

Tang Wanju shook her head slightly. "As a leader of a faction, your vision might be the narrowest I’ve ever seen. Changhe had always been puzzled why you dared to be the first to raise a banner in revolt, racking his brains over it... but in reality, many things don’t have complex reasons, it’s simply because one’s level is just so. The chief of a power must possess great wisdom—that’s a wishful misunderstanding by the people, and even Changhe didn’t avoid such naiveté."

Maitreya was extremely annoyed and laughed angrily. "Zhao Changhe? Just because they entered the Secret Realm? Ha... hahaha..."

Tang Wanju looked at him as if he were a fool.

Maitreya’s own laughter started to feel hollow; he stopped, his smile turning vicious. "You’re smart, but you never considered that using oneself as bait, the bait gets consumed! I want to see, if you die here, whether all your plotting will still hold any meaning!"

"Whoosh!" The Vow Blade suddenly slashed through the air, targeting Tang Wanju’s snow-white neck.

"Clang!" Two adversaries who had clashed four times within a year were engaging once again at Mount Huiji.

This time, Tang Wanju parried a blow and retreated several feet, clearly unable to withstand Maitreya’s current strength. His power had already surpassed the ordinary, reaching the level from the final moments of the battle of Xiangyang.

Maitreya laughed uproariously. "Hahaha! Calculate all you want, without sufficient strength, isn’t it in vain!"

Before he finished speaking, a cold sigh came from behind. "As expected, even outside the Secret Realm, that’s all there is... I was curious to see if you could force her to unseal the Third Secret Treasure with a single slice, but alas, you can’t even do that. Truly useless."

Maitreya turned around in horror.

A graceful figure stood atop the wall behind him, wearing a Fire Bird mask and fiery red priest robes, with the dying glow of the sunset reflecting on her, as if the heavenly fire skimmed through the sky.

Four Symbols Sect, Vermilion Bird.

Tang Wanju curled her lip in disdain.

Maitreya simply couldn’t believe it. "Vermilion Bird! Have you been co-opted by the Imperial?"

"The task of helping this sickly, petty figure, Cui Yang also wanted to do it, but I snagged it in the end," Vermilion Bird said lazily. "Of course, it has nothing to do with being co-opted; it’s purely because if you are doomed to fail, I might as well make this sickly figure owe me a favor..."

At that point, Vermilion Bird folded her arms and turned to Tang Wanju. "Hey, beg me."

Tang Wanju really wanted to tell her, Venerable, you don’t want others to know about your kept courtesan, do you?

But with important matters at hand, her sense of responsibility overcame the desire to tear each other apart. She sighed calmly, "Please, Venerable, lend your assistance, and Wanzhuang shall be indebted."

Was that night of satisfaction when you glowed with pleasure considered an advance repayment? At worst, I’ll forgo the formal tea ceremony for my daughter-in-law later.

Vermilion Bird was unaware of Tang Wanju’s internal condescension, feeling absolutely thrilled by her "humble" "request," as if a man had tensed his toes at the most heated moment.

The overwhelming Fire Bird Dharma Form appeared in the sky, its blazing flames ferociously attacking the golden light protecting Maitreya. "Since you’ve asked so nicely, I’ll reluctantly show you how to fight... Watch closely and learn well."

Tang Wanju had no interest in bantering with her, focusing instead on the fight. Waves of azure rose as continuous Sword Rain rained down upon Maitreya.

Maitreya, caught in the midst of water and fire, felt as if he was plunged into a dream.

This was not the pleasure of ’fire and ice,’ it was lethal... No one in the world could enjoy both water and fire.

Tang Wanju and Vermilion Bird joining forces... this was a scene not even dreamt of by the people.

If it were just in dreams, that would be one thing, but the most tragic part was that Vermilion Bird was not of Earth List rank four, nor the cultivation level of the Second Layer Secret Treasure.

She had broken through to the Third Layer, already having entered the gate of Heaven and Man!

Add to that, a Tang Wanju, who herself was a pseudo Third Layer, able to truly break the Third Layer at any moment!

In this world, apart from Xia Longyuan, how many could withstand such a force?

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PS: Seeking support for the monthly ticket~