Chapter 34
The Treasure Within the Buddha's Head

“Yuan Shou Cheng, senior?”

Zhong Yuan walked closer, equally surprised. Yuan Shou Cheng was here in the Yellow Wind Array, he didn’t know when he entered, and he was even carving a Buddha statue.

A Taoist carving a Buddha statue.

It seemed strange no matter how you thought about it.

Yuan Shou Cheng didn’t turn around, as if he hadn’t noticed him. Zhong Yuan walked right up to him and called out again, “Yuan Shou Cheng, senior.” Then he asked, “Senior, why are you here?”

“Have you seen the Yellow Wind Demon?”

Yuan Shou Cheng didn’t stop his hand or turn his head, just sighed lightly, “Dispersed and turned by the wind, this is already a different self.”

“…” Zhong Yuan replied, “Landing as brothers, why bother with blood ties?”

He seemed to remember that this was a miscellaneous poem by Tao Yuanming. He didn't remember when he had read it. Now not only was his comprehension extraordinary, but his memory was as well. He was able to recall it with some effort.

Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road.

Dispersed and turned by the wind, this is already a different self.

Landing as brothers, why bother with blood ties?

Be happy when you are happy, gather around with wine and friends.

The prime of life doesn’t return, a day can’t be repeated.

It’s time to encourage oneself, time waits for no man.

Yuan Shou Cheng let out a laugh, turned his head, and his eyes showed a hint of curiosity. This poem, a Heaven’s Mandate person from Flower Fruit Mountain, actually knew it?

Did Flower Fruit Mountain also have poetry and books?

Or was there something else hidden, was this person extraordinary?

Yuan Shou Cheng turned his head and finally said, “Young brother, you have a good understanding. I came here because I had nothing to do, just walking around.”

“After all, I’m just a mortal, I should still move around more while I’m still alive.”

Zhong Yuan was surprised, “Senior is still a mortal?”

Yuan Shou Cheng didn’t mind, saying calmly, “There’s nothing wrong with being a mortal.”

“Back then, the Jing River Dragon King violated Heaven’s Mandate. The Jade Emperor was furious and wanted to punish his entire lineage. The four great rivers’ dragon gods were so frightened that they hid. Immortals? What’s the difference between immortals and mortals?”

“As long as you are entangled in karma, you are nothing more than food on a plate, a thing in a pond.”

“The rivers, the four great rivers’ dragon gods, their life and death are already decided, so is yours and mine.”

Zhong Yuan was silent for a while, then asked again, “Then why did senior come here?”

Yuan Shou Cheng laughed, “Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. Dispersed and turned by the wind, this is already a different self.”

Zhong Yuan clasped his hands, “Thank you for your guidance, senior.”

Although Yuan Shou Cheng answered, it was like he didn’t answer, but he could still hear it. Even though they were entangled in karma and their lives were already decided, it didn’t mean they should give up.

Yuan Shou Cheng still wanted to try his best to see.

A determined fate might not be impossible to change.

Yuan Shou Cheng turned back again and continued carving the Buddha statue.

Zhong Yuan didn’t stay any longer and continued forward. The space within this Yellow Wind Array was indeed quite large.

He passed through a village that was now empty, and after walking for a while, he finally reached the final wind gate. A stronger wind vortex spun endlessly, completely blocking outside observation.

Zhong Yuan activated his Fire Eye Golden Sight, but could only barely see a figure lurking within.

The even stronger Yellow Wind power around him made him naturally gain a deeper understanding of wind techniques.

He wasn’t in a hurry, so he simply stopped in front of the wind vortex and carefully observed.

【You have observed the Yellow Wind Array, gaining a deeper understanding of the Yellow Wind power. You have successfully perfected the Fixed Wind Stick.】

Zhong Yuan finally took out the golden stick from his ear.

As if sensing Zhong Yuan’s exposed hostility, the sand and wind gradually dispersed, and the person within slowly got up.

It was the rat demon-like Yellow Wind Demon.

He was tall and large, holding a huge Buddha head in one hand, and a fish-spear-like trident in the other.

He slowly raised his head and chanted, “Where there is a saint, there is a thief!”

“Where there are high mountains, there are abysses!”

“Where there is a vast difference between heaven and earth, there is a bloody wind and rain!”

“I can’t escape, and you, you can’t either!”

The Yellow Wind Demon’s eyes were filled with a kind of madness. It seemed he didn’t intend to speak more to Zhong Yuan, he was already in a state of battle.

Zhong Yuan didn’t move, and asked, “Who is the saint?”

“The Great Sage of the Yellow Wind, you know that where there is a vast difference between heaven and earth, there is a bloody wind and rain, you should know that I’m not here to fight you.”

“I just want to retrieve the Great Sage’s root essence. You give me the thing, and we can still be friends, even allies.”

The Yellow Wind Demon was stunned for a moment, the fierce light in his eyes dimmed, but soon he shook his head and snorted coldly, “You killed my subordinates, Tiger Pioneer, the Sha father and son. Now you come to me and say we can be friends?”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“You’re not Sun Wukong. You’re not qualified to talk to me.”

“However, you want Sun Wukong’s root essence, you can have it. I’ll give it to you. It’s in this Buddha head.”

“And this Buddha head, belongs to my master, the Ling Ji Bodhisattva of the Small Sumeru Heaven.”

“You just need to split him open, and you’ll naturally be able to take it.”

“Do you dare to split his head open?”

The Yellow Wind Demon raised the Buddha head he was holding in his hand.

He had taken advantage of an opportunity to cut off Ling Ji’s head, using it as a container to refine Sun Wukong’s root essence. Apart from wanting revenge, he knew that someone would eventually come looking for him.

He never intended to refine Sun Wukong’s root essence into his own body, but wanted to “help” his master refine it.

He wanted to use him as a pawn. He knew it was difficult to resist, but he was unwilling to sit back and do nothing.

Zhong Yuan nodded directly, “Good! Then watch how I do it!”

The Yellow Wind Demon was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at Zhong Yuan again, asking, “Are you sure you want to do this? Do you know what this means?”

“You really do this, the gods of the heavens will definitely not let you off.”

Zhong Yuan affirmed, “Yellow Wind Great Sage, you are indeed too kind. You really want to consider me an enemy, why do you still worry about me?”

“You’re going to go against the Spirit Mountain.”

“But I want to retrieve the Great Sage’s six roots, resurrect the Great Sage, am I helping the Heavenly Court instead?”

“Back then, the Great Sage was killed because of the Heavenly Court.”

“When the Great Sage is resurrected, won’t he continue to fight?”

“The Great Sage will definitely only continue to fight against the gods of the heavens!”

“Don’t I want to resurrect the Great Sage, aren’t I already going against the gods of the heavens?”

“Don’t I want to resurrect the Great Sage, am I making him go back to the Heavenly Court to be a Stable Master?”

The Yellow Wind Demon fell silent for a while, hearing this. The logic was indeed like this.

This Heaven’s Mandate person, he has quite an understanding.

However, to really resurrect Sun Wukong, and still want him to continue fighting the Heavenly Court, it was obviously not that easy.

The people in the heavens wouldn’t just stand by.

I’m afraid that in the end, the resurrected person wouldn’t be the original Heavenly Equal Great Sage.

Under the gaze of the gods of the heavens, no matter what this Heaven’s Mandate person’s idea was, the result would definitely not be so easy to change.

“You little monkey, you think too simply.”

“But I like what you said.”

“Come on, make your move. As long as you can split him open, you can take Sun Wukong’s root essence.”

“Be careful!” Zhong Yuan slowly raised his golden stick.

“…” Outside the Yellow Wind Array, the Headless Monk couldn’t sit still anymore.

“Wait, wait, you monkey, this is a bit too unfair!”