Chu Mo watched as the old monk found peace in death, sitting still, and then his withered body instantaneously crumbled, dispersing into the wind. Then, a golden Buddha, exactly like the old monk, slowly ascended. Throughout the entire Buddhist sanctuary, the continuous sound of bells could be heard.

Instead of crying, there were the ceaseless sounds of sutra chanting coming from all around. The voices converged into a torrent that, upon hearing, instilled a sense of peace, quiet, and immense serenity in one's heart.

In the end, Chu Mo took one last look at the bead enshrining the souls of his family. Many more young women with flowing long hair had appeared in that hall. Seeing her, Chu Mo seemed to understand something.

The woman brought her hands together in a gesture of respect toward Chu Mo and bowed slightly, "Tonghui pays respect to the Sect Leader."

"What? Sect... Sect Leader?" Chu Mo was dumbstruck.

The woman smiled faintly, "The previous Sect Leader has achieved Buddhahood, and upon his departure, he indicated that you are the new leader of our Buddhist sect."

Chu Mo's mouth twitched violently, his face filled with grief and indignation, "That damn old monk!"

"Sect Leader need not worry. The affairs of our sect do not require your concern. However, should the Sect Leader have any matter, he may command the disciples of the sect..." Tonghui said softly and then added, "It's just that our sect has always been a place of purity..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Mo understood and gestured with his hand, "Rest assured, you do your cultivation, I won't disturb your meditative practice. Don't worry about me; I will still marry and have children in the future."

Pfft.

Chu Mo's words caused many of the monks in the hall to snicker.

Tonghui's face turned bright red. Their last Sect Leader, that old monk... was unreliable enough, but who would've thought the new Sect Leader would be even more offbeat! To rant about taking a wife and having children in front of them... it was simply, simply unspeakable.

Chu Mo didn't care about that. He looked at Tonghui, "You know about the old monk's situation?"

Tonghui was slightly startled and then nodded gently, "Yes, I know."

"What do you think?" Chu Mo asked.

"Ah... I haven't, haven't thought much about it," Tonghui seemed to be avoiding the question.

"What do you mean you haven't thought much? I see you clearly still think about him, you miss him!" Chu Mo suddenly said quite aggressively.

Tonghui's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she looked at Chu Mo with surprise, "I, I do not!" She then said tearfully, "My heart is devoted to Buddhism..."

"Save it. Buddhism no longer needs you. On behalf of the sect, I am banishing you from here; go wherever you want. If you don't want to see him, then go build a small temple for your own practice. I see you have the power to ascend soon anyway; maybe you should just ascend to the Heavenly Realm sooner. That old monk I met, a lame old man..."

"You mustn't speak of him that way!" Tonghui suddenly became annoyed, glaring at Chu Mo, but then she lowered her head sheepishly, speaking softly, "As the master of the sect, how can you say such dishonorable words."

"What's dishonorable? ********, it's a natural part of life. Without ********, where would you come from?" Chu Mo sneered, "I think you're just being melodramatic!" Looking at the other monks in the hall who were all trying to suppress their laughter with various expressions, he asked, "Am I not the newly appointed Sect Leader of the Buddhist sect?"

"Indeed, you are," An old monk responded to Chu Mo, bringing his hands together, "Amitābha, the Sect Leader has done such immense merit on his very first day..."

"Ah..." Tonghui was at a loss for words.

To her greater astonishment, many of the female practitioners in the hall nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Tonghui, your worldly affections have not yet ended. These years you have been at the threshold of ascension, yet you refuse to take the leap. We've all seen it."

"If you're fond of him, then go back and look for him! Our Buddhist sect accepts only those with the destiny to be here. Your destiny with the sect does not lie in this lifetime."

"Maybe in a future life... or the life after that."

"You... you all..." Tonghui's face, still youthful and beautiful, was as red as a piece of cloth, and she was so mortified she could hardly speak.

Chu Mo sighed, gesturing with his hand, "Go on, then. If after seeing him, you still feel that... the Buddhist sect is where you belong, come back, and I will personally guide you!"

All the pure-hearted monks in the hall couldn't help but roll their eyes in unison, thinking, You yourself still want to get married and have kids, and you're going to guide others?

However, these people were truly pure-hearted and did not gossip. They had seen the distress Tonghui suffered over the years and felt sympathy for her. Moreover, with the old monk—the past Sect Leader who hardly seemed reliable as if playing with the mortal world—setting a precedent, their temperaments were also very free-spirited and not overly rigid.

Tonghui stood there, dazed for a long time, and then suddenly her cheeks streamed with tears. She gave Chu Mo a deep bow, using not the etiquette of Buddhism this time, but that of a noble daughter. She said softly, "Thank you, Sect Leader. My family strongly opposed my relationship with him back then, which drove me to renounce the world and enter the order. Later, my family relented, but I... I couldn't swallow my pride. And because he got injured on my account—my family harmed his leg, causing a Dao injury—I don't have the face to see him."

"His leg, I can heal," Chu Mo stated.

"Really?" A look of joy suddenly appeared on Tonghui's face.

"Of course, if I didn't have some skills, could I be your Sect Leader?" Chu Mo replied with a grin.

"..." Everyone present fell silent, unsure how much to believe of Chu Mo's words.

"You all..." Chu Mo sighed, directly took out a jade bottle from his person, and threw it to Chu Mo, "Inside are thirty elixirs. Have him take them continuously for a month, and he will recover. Don't worry, I won't harm you."

Overjoyed, Tonghui gratefully accepted the jade bottle. She then deeply bowed to Chu Mo, and to everyone in the grand hall, choking up, she said, "Thank you, esteemed seniors, for all the care you've shown to this young woman over the years. I dare not speak of repaying such a great kindness. Should the day come, this young woman will surely reciprocate!"

"May you be well."

"As long as you are well, that is good!"

"We all hope you are well!"

A group of majestic monks, with hands clasped together, chanted in unison, "Amitabha!"

.......

Tonghui left the Buddhist sect to seek the happiness she had lost for many years.

Chu Mo also departed from the Buddhist sect, as he needed to rush to the Daoist Sect, for the sake of... his own life.

It is, indeed, somewhat sad to speak of. Chu Mo had once thought that his origins must be full of twists and turns, and that his parents must have identities and statuses beyond imagination.

The Realm Spirit said, "The Illusionary Divine Realm is yours! Do with it as you will!" It almost handed over a complete set of Five Elements foundation materials right before him, gave him a perfect clone! It did far too much for him!

The great skeleton, although silent, showed through actions that the entire Ruins of Chaos... were in support of you!

"Heaven Slaying is mine!"

"The Heaven Quelling Divine Mirror is mine!"

"The Chaos Furnace is also mine!"

All these things invisibly reminded Chu Mo: You have a supremely powerful backing! Though you grew up in the Mortal Realm, you possess a unique and powerful qi movement in this world!

Though no one ever said this to Chu Mo, this is exactly the feeling he gets!

Therefore, even though Chu Mo knew that his enemy was a fearsome presence like the Blood Demon Ancestor, at the Quasi-Supreme Realm, and that he faced the top-clan aristocracies of the Heavenly Realm from the Shangguan Family, Zhuge Family, Luo Family, and even the Qin and Dong Families... Despite the pressure, and how immense it was, he never despaired!

Because Chu Mo believed that in the end, the victor would surely be him!

A Quasi-Supreme... after all, is not a Supreme, and all of his teachers, they are all Supreme!

So what of the great families of the Heavenly Realm?

He possessed three top-tier divine artifacts!

He also had parents who may stand at the pinnacle of the skies!

It wasn't until today, when he met this young Supreme who had traversed the starry river that his every illusion was shattered by the other's scornful remarks about 'the little bastard' and 'your father, that trash'... and that dream... awoke.

But at the same time, it also thoroughly incited all the fervor deep in Chu Mo's heart!

He wanted to kill!

To slaughter in all directions!

To completely slay those bastards who insulted his father! To chop off their heads one by one! String them together and hang them up on a flagpole!

But reason told Chu Mo that he was not a match for those people right now, so no matter how angry he was, he must seal the star array at the Daoist Sect before his opponents caught on.

Even if it was only for a hundred years!

Then, he would have a hundred years of peace for development.

A hundred years is not long.

But it is enough.

As for the families in the Heavenly Realm who are my enemies? As for the Blood Demon Ancestor?

You are nothing more than a stone... for sharpening my blade after I have awakened from my dream.

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