Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 594 - 594 138 Who Wins and Who Loses_1

594: Chapter 138 Who Wins and Who Loses_1 594: Chapter 138 Who Wins and Who Loses_1 Ji Feixue actually thought seriously for a moment, then shook her head, “Your Buddha World is too lousy.

It’s one thing for you to be lousy, but you couldn’t even fool your own subordinates, letting them all go to ruin.

It would be too embarrassing to ask for it.

If I want a Buddhist sect, I might as well create one myself to play with.”

While she spoke, her hands remained in motion; with a flip of her palm, a die landed in her hand, and with a push forward, the die suddenly enlarged, flashing with golden light as it thundered towards the Buddha Master.

“Amitabha Buddha!” The Big Freedom Bodhisattva chanted the Buddha’s name, stamped his foot, and a newly condensed lotus seat rose beneath him, transforming into a lotus that enveloped the die, while he said with a bitter smile, “The poor monk is indeed helpless, after all, the Buddha World was founded by leading a group of the cowardly and feeble.

What more could be expected of them?”

Even a Bodhisattva is no exception to the suffering of the world.

The die struck the lotus with a boom, causing the Big Freedom Bodhisattva to retreat several steps before stabilizing his form.

The lotus swept up, capturing the die, just as the Blade Buddha Seal landed on the lotus.

He almost failed to contain the die!

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva exclaimed in admiration, “Benefactor truly possesses profound Tao cultivation!

It took the poor monk at least six hundred years to reach your level, yet you are only several hundred thousand years old!”

With a sweep of his hands, he retracted the lotus, “Benefactor, this magic artifact is fated to me, the poor monk thanks you for your donation.” This thing actually contained the aura of the Dragon Turtle Mountain Divine God Seal; it must have been refined by the Dragon Girl in imitation of the Mountain Divine God Seal.

The Dragon Girl’s reputation in artifact refining is great, so it’s perfect for research.

Ji Feixue graced with a smile, “Be careful, it might explode!”

This was not a magic artifact at all, but something she played with when she was bored, having obtained a Mountain Divine God Seal from the Little Master and refining it for fun.

Who knew that as she refined it, the power began to get somewhat uncontrollable.

She had just finished speaking when the die within the lotus exploded violently.

It threw the Big Freedom Bodhisattva through the air, his kasaya reduced to tatters.

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva, his face smeared with ash, swung his right hand, bringing down a golden sword upon Ji Feixue.

Attacking by stealth and deceit!

Not the way of the righteous, the acts of demons!

Had he not been gravely injured, his Dharma shattered, and his left hand transformed into the Five Finger Mountain, would he ever be in such disarray?

The sword came down with all his might!

This swing was second only to the one he struck at Thai Zu, a slash that changed heaven and earth, leaving naught but the sword light between heaven and earth.

The Star River poured backward, and the world turned upside-down.

Ji Feixue rarely looked serious, taking a step back, creating a gap as wide as “Inches from the Sky”.

With this step, she seemed a vast chasm away from the Big Freedom Bodhisattva, unreachable by any means, as if she stepped to the other shore.

“Impressive Divine Skills!” the Big Freedom Bodhisattva praised, “I have never seen such Divine Skills in this world.

Did you create it yourself?”

This step was not just the Space Divine Skills, it also carried a hint of time.

Although it didn’t involve the Time Law, it paradoxically gave him the feeling that unless his sword could slash from this moment to the next, even unto tomorrow, he could not touch the Dragon Girl.

Ji Feixue’s mouth curved into a slight smile that carried a trace of bitterness, “It’s not self-created, it came on its own!”

A step back meant endless separation.

When the wait became excruciating enough, when the wait left you in utter darkness, Divine Skills would naturally arise.

“Intense Divine Skills!” The Big Freedom Bodhisattva praised again, “But if this world ceases to exist, if all things returned to nothingness, what talk would there be of time?

Why concern oneself with today or yesterday?

Cut!”

With a sudden shout, his Golden Sword fell, not slashing the past or the future, but this very human world.

With all living things obliterated, Divine Skills naturally dissipated.

As the sword fell, a swath of the Star Sea turned to nothingness, seemingly creating a realm unseen.

Ji Feixue suddenly stood still, a strand of hair falling with the wind.

She was hit.

Indeed, even a traitor to the Buddhist world, who reached the state of a Bodhisattva, was not to be underestimated – it seemed she was not his match.

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva’s halo vanished above his head as he gasped for breath, his eyes riveted on Ji Feixue, as if he saw a delectable prey.

The first sword had taken a single hair; the second could take the head, Suppressing this woman!

But to severely wound her and then convert her, she would become an innate Bodhisattva, far more powerful than the machinations of the lower beings scheming to resurrect a mere Peacock.

He smiled as he flipped the Golden Sword, slashing through the air once more.

Yet, Ji Feixue beckoned towards the mainland, calling out, “Come!”

“She has help!” The Big Freedom Bodhisattva was startled.

He defended with his sword, his Heavenly Vision surveying the mainland, yet he saw nothing of what Ji Feixue summoned, only that the Old Dragon and the Great Ancestor of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace had indeed erupted into True Fire, the heavens collapsing and the Star River shattering.

He was no match for either of those beings!

“A distraction?

At such a high level, you still rely on petty tricks?” The Big Freedom Bodhisattva mocked Ji Feixue.

But Ji Feixue sighed, “He has split his attention into the Lower Realm again, attacking the Little Master.”

As soon as Ji Feixue spoke, the atmosphere changed.

Deep within the mainland, a collapse sounded, and a mass of black clouds rolled towards them, suppressing heaven and earth.

Within the clouds, a figure stepped out.

Clothed in black and with the same face as Ji Feixue, she gave the Big Freedom Bodhisattva a deathly stare, stepped forward, and merged with Ji Feixue.

Ji Feixue’s red dress transformed into red with black patterns, the charming demeanor now tinged with dominance and a hint of murderous intent.

She glanced at the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.

The Big Freedom Bodhisattva turned to flee.

This was not an avatar; it was a bifurcation!

She had split herself in two, each half a main character, each with remarkable innate gifts, especially the one in black, who was dedicated solely to cultivation without regard for the outside world!