140: Chapter 118 The Good Disciple Who Fulfills the Wishes of Their Ancestors_4 140: Chapter 118 The Good Disciple Who Fulfills the Wishes of Their Ancestors_4 “Sign the contract?” An elder’s face showed a trace of dissatisfaction.
“Peak Master Cao, this suggests you don’t trust our Little Zen Peak.”
Cao Zhen didn’t speak but simply turned his head to look at Yuan Ci.
Yuan Ci turned his head and ordered Wu Xiang, “Go prepare the ink and brush.” They would soon possess the complete “Four Agama Sutras,” thereby completing the heritage of their Little Zen Peak.
He certainly did not want any more trouble.
Cao Zhen then added, “Remember to prepare extra paper.” In fact, he too desired Spirit Stones, as with them, he could further suppress Four Treasures Peak’s ranking.
However, compared to Spirit Stones, Spirit Fields were far more precious.
Spirit Stones could be earned, but Spirit Fields, under normal circumstances, were not for sale, especially Fourth-Grade Spirit Fields.
Many of the Upper Fifty Peaks didn’t possess Fourth-Grade Spirit Fields.
Missing this opportunity, where would he find another Spirit Field?
Soon, Wu Xiang returned with the writing materials.
After he ground the ink, Yuan Ci signed his name with a pained expression.
He then looked at Cao Zhen expectantly and said, “Peak Master Cao, now can you hand over the ‘Four Agama Sutras’ to us?”
Surrounding them, the others also turned their heads to look, their eyes filled with anticipation.
For so many generations, the people of Little Zen Peak had strived to complete the “Four Agama Sutras,” and today, it was finally about to be fulfilled in their hands!
With the complete “Four Agama Sutras,” their cultivation journey would be smoother, and moreover, their understanding of other Buddhist laws would also deepen.
The cost of one acre of Fourth-Grade Spirit Field was indeed high, but the “Four Agama Sutras” would bring them even more.
Under the gaze of everyone, Cao Zhen picked up the brush and on the rice paper, wrote the four characters “Four Agama Sutras.”
“Peak Master Cao, what are you doing?”
It was a matter of course for Cao Zhen.
“I’m writing the ‘Four Agama Sutras’ for you.
This scripture is in my mind.”
Yuan Ci’s expression turned slightly sour.
That’s not what you said before.
You threatened to use the scriptures to wipe your ass.
So it was all a farce.
Having said that, Cao Zhen ignored their reactions, raised his hand, and began to transcribe the “Four Agama Sutras” on paper.
Even if it was a casual copy, his ninety-ninth level calligraphy imparted grace to each character.
The people from Little Zen Peak did not care about the beauty of the writing.
They were completely captivated by the content of the “Four Agama Sutras.”
“This part is the same as our version of the ‘Four Agama Sutras’ at the peak, but ours is incomplete.”
“It really is the ‘Four Agama Sutras’!”
“Finally, our ‘Four Agama Sutras’ is complete.”
The people from Little Zen Peak were all excited beyond measure.
If they had hats, they would have thrown them in the air to celebrate.
As Cao Zhen’s final character was written, a ray of light suddenly shone around him.
In the span of a moment, one Divine Weapon after another appeared: the Clean Awareness Vajra Bracelet, the Demon-suppressing Golden Light Ring…
One by one, the Divine Weapons that belonged to the ancestors of Little Zen Peak shone brilliantly, each ray filled with a dignified and treasured aura.
The Divine Weapons in the Divine Soldier Tomb, after resonating, could indeed be taken and used, but one only had the right to use them.
The ancestors of the Hundred Peaks Sect had sealed them with restrictions before placing them in the Divine Soldier Tomb.
Only by fulfilling their unfinished wishes could the seals be undone.
By then, the person who obtained the Divine Weapons would possess not just the right to use but the ownership as well.
Now that the “Four Agama Sutras” were complete and the ancestors’ wishes of Little Zen Peak were fulfilled, the seals on the Divine Weapons naturally lifted.
Yuan Ci, seeing the familiar Divine Weapons floating beside Cao Zhen, couldn’t help but exclaim, “Why…
Why do you have so many of our Little Zen Peak ancestors’ Divine Weapons?”
Cao Zhen gathered the Divine Weapons, looking smug.
“You should know about the Immortal Soldier Workshop; I got these when I was there.”
“How could our Little Zen Peak ancestors’ relics fall into your hands?”
The crowd couldn’t understand, looking at Cao Zhen with bewilderment.
They knew of the Immortal Soldier Workshop; being the twenty-second ranked peak, several genius disciples from their Zen Sect had entered the workshop and also obtained their ancestors’ relics.
But no one had managed to obtain so many ancestors’ relics!
They couldn’t fathom how Cao Zhen, a Taoist cultivator, had resonated with the relics of their Zen cultivation predecessors.
Wu Xiang, more puzzled than ever, asked, “Then, why did the relics of our predecessors suddenly emit light?”
Cao Zhen laughed with joy.
“Because, their very last wish in life was to complete the ‘Four Agama Sutras.’ Now that I’ve fulfilled their wish, the Divine Weapons naturally released their seals.”
The youngest, Wu Xiang, couldn’t help but exclaim, “So, you’ve come to fulfill the wishes of our ancestors!”
“Fortunately, fortunately.” Cao Zhen tucked away the rice paper on which Yuan Ci had just scribbled his signature, and said with a laugh, “And I made a bit of extra money on the side!”
The people of Little Zen Peak were so frustrated they almost spat blood.
You call one acre of Fourth-Grade Spirit Field ‘a bit of extra money’!
Moreover, you came to fulfill the wishes of our ancestors, and yet you still demanded a reward.
How could you be so shameless!
“Cao Zhen, you’ve gone too far!” The lean elder, clearly hot-tempered, slammed his hand onto the table and shouted: “You’ve taken our ancestors’ relics, that was already taking advantage of our Little Zen Peak’s kindness.
Now, you’re using that to make a profit from us!”