However, the truth is that even the Abbot does not wish to entangle with this Evil Spirit City God.
After all, the opponent’s strength is indeed formidable.
Resolving it is not an easy task!
Even if the Abbot can easily handle the Evil Spirit City God, he would never make a move without sufficient benefits from the Spirit Suppression Bureau!
"Who exactly is it?"
Kong Wen furrowed his brows, and suddenly, his ears trembled slightly. He immediately leaped a great distance towards a direction.
Then, a weak Wild Boar Spirit fell into his hands.
"What happened here?"
Kong Wen asked directly, his tone serious.
The Wild Boar Spirit, sensing the terrifying aura of the monk, screamed in fright and hurriedly said:
"It’s a Daoist, a Daoist!"
Hmm?
Kong Wen and Jue Xin exchanged glances, both showing a hint of surprise.
The Wild Boar Spirit continued: "At the time, I was far away and saw the Daoist raise his hand, and then many thunderbolts fell from the sky."
"Lord City God was blasted out of its main body and suffered severe injuries, but, but it still managed to escape."
"It released a stinky fart, killing all those nearby at the time."
"The Daoist dared not chase, angrily turned and demolished Lord City God’s temple!"
The Wild Boar Spirit was very perceptive, without needing any severe interrogation, it blurted out everything it knew.
"So it didn’t die?"
Jue Xin thought for a moment and said to Kong Wen:
"Master, where do you think that Demon City God has gone now?"
Kong Wen replied confidently: "Western Suburb Old Forest."
Then Kong Wen frowned and asked the Wild Boar Spirit: "Do you know what that Daoist looks like?"
"This... I don’t know, he was terrifying, I didn’t dare to get close..."
The Wild Boar Spirit’s eyes showed lingering fear.
The Thunder Skill that day not only showed it the horror of the Daoist but almost made it meet its ancestors.
At that time, it was hiding as best as it could, how could it dare look at the Daoist’s appearance.
"However, he looked quite ugly," the Wild Boar Spirit suddenly said.
"Oh?"
Jue Xin nearby showed curiosity: "You didn’t dare get close, how do you know he’s ugly?"
The Wild Boar Spirit said: "You don’t need to get close for that, he had no fangs, only two legs, his nose wasn’t as big as mine, what else could that be but ugly?"
Saying this, it didn’t forget to shake the flowing mane on its head.
Kong Wen and Jue Xin’s mouths twitched, then expressionlessly, they struck the Wild Boar Spirit with a palm.
There was no room for struggle, not even time to beg, as the Wild Boar Spirit was killed directly with a single palm.
...
After leaving the East Suburb City God Temple.
Kong Wen led Jue Xin straight towards the west of Chang City.
Along the way, there was a trace of worry on Jue Xin’s face: "Master, do we really have to find that Great Demon?"
"Will there be any trouble?"
Though the Evil Spirit City God was severely injured, its formidable reputation still made Jue Xin somewhat fearful.
Kong Wen remained as calm as an old dog: "Don’t worry."
"Our Zen Spirit Temple has not interfered with it for years, it knows that, and has no reason to attack us."
"Even if it truly wanted to act, it would have to consider the Abbot’s strength!"
To Kong Wen, while the Evil Spirit City God was powerful, the Abbot of his temple was also an unfathomable presence!
Elsewhere, it’s hard to say.
In Chang City, there haven’t been any evil presences with real strength that dared to provoke Zen Spirit Temple!
As for this risky trip to find that Demon City God, actually, Kong Wen had no choice but to go.
Since incorporating the Lingxi Daoist Temple, the Abbot has been in seclusion.
The task of removing the last Qingfeng Daoist Temple in Chang City fell on his shoulders.
Originally, his plan was to first silently deal with Master Qingxu!
Indeed, the incense burner initially tormented by the Life-Buying Ghost had first sought help from Zen Spirit Temple.
After his deliberate guidance, that incense burner went to find Master Qingxu.
With Master Qingxu’s chivalrous spirit, he wouldn’t stand by, naturally making it difficult for him to avoid death.
The events unfolded as Kong Wen planned, everything was under control.
He just needed to wait until Qingxu’s disciple took over the temple, then he could tempt them with interests to voluntarily convert to the Buddhist Sect, just like Lingxi Daoist Temple.
Then they could create a narrative that Daoist disciples, seeking true cultivation, abandoned darkness for light, and voluntarily joined the Buddhist Sect!
This would not only further boost Zen Spirit Temple’s reputation.
But also damage the Daoist Sect’s reputation once more.
After all, even the Daoist Sect’s own disciples couldn’t tolerate Daoism’s ’deception and deceit’, resolutely joining the Buddhist Sect to practice Buddhist Dharma!
Once such a narrative emerged.
One could imagine how the world would view Daoism!
But what Kong Wen did not expect was that that old thing Qingxu’s disciple, somehow found a great opportunity and obtained a powerful Magical Artifact?
It not only disrupted his plan but today caused him to shoot himself in the foot!
Incorporation failed, reputation sullying failed, instead, that guy gained a false reputation of serving the world selflessly!
When the Abbot learns of this upon coming out of seclusion.
Kong Wen doesn’t even dare to imagine what kind of punishment he would face!
So he had no choice.
He must resolve the matter with Qingfeng Daoist Temple before the Abbot leaves seclusion!
For this, he set his sights on that Innate Realm Demon City God!
"Hopefully, my treasured elixirs and Magical Artifacts can persuade it!"
Kong Wen prayed secretly.
Under the moonlight, the pace of the master and disciple quickened.
...
...
West of Chang City.
In the desolate old forest.
The overwhelming blood-red demonic aura intermingled with the pale moonlight.
The Evil Spirit City God slowly opened its eyes and exhaled a breath of pent-up turbid qi.
The old woman is indeed the only one among Chang City’s demons who knows alchemy.
With the supplement of several of its treasured elixirs, the Evil Spirit City God barely stabilized its realm, preventing demon power from spilling over.
But the Dao-inflicted wounds within its body remain a mystery as to how they might heal!
At this thought, the Evil Spirit City God was filled with resentment.
Just then, the old woman suddenly appeared, her face somewhat solemn, and said: "There are two monks outside wanting to see you."
"Monks?"
"Is it the Abbot of Zen Spirit Temple?"
The Evil Spirit City God’s eyes flashed with tension.
Usually, it wouldn’t fear a battle with that Abbot!
But now, severely injured, its cultivation almost falling below the Innate Realm, if the Abbot were to come now, it could spell trouble!
Luckily, the old woman explained promptly: "It’s not the Abbot who came, but an Elder from his Zen Spirit Temple, judging by his tone, he’s likely not here to take advantage."
"Instead, they seem to have a request!"
The Evil Spirit City God was taken aback, thought for a moment, then got up and said:
"I’ll go have a look."
With that, it left the depths of the forest and headed to the outer edge.
Meanwhile, Kong Wen and Jue Xin were patiently waiting.
From their eye movements, glancing around from time to time, it wasn’t hard to see their inner anxiety.
Soon, accompanied by a terrifying demonic aura, the tall and imposing Evil Spirit City God, with a red glow and overwhelming majesty, slowly emerged from the forest depths.
The master and disciple both tensed up, hurriedly bowed and said respectfully:
"Elder Kong Wen from Zen Spirit Temple!"
"Disciple Jue Xin from Zen Spirit Temple!"
"Greetings, Lord City God!"