"Abbot, are you really going to release him?"

The Eighteen Copper Arhats had arrived beside him at some unknown time, their expressions complex and their words hesitant.

"Otherwise? Are we to expect our ancestral masters to retrieve the Great Sun Subduing Dragon Pestle?"

Dust Concealment's eyes were cold and sinister.

The last time he was absent, half of Lingyin Temple was moved away.

And last time, with the arrival of Wudang's foundation, these two events had already made him see through his own ancestral masters.

The honor and disgrace, rise and fall of Lingyin Temple, they simply do not care!

They still harbor the delusion of ascension.

It's impossible for them to come out of seclusion to avenge Lingyin Temple!

And now, Jinshan Temple has already been completely destroyed.

Little Sumeru Mountain sits high above the clouds, unwilling to heed his requests.

The only method of revenge Dust Concealment could think of was the mad monk suppressed under the Subduing Dragon Hall.

"It is said that back then, after the Ancestral Master Subduing Dragon completed his task in the Lower Realm, he was about to ascend again to the Western Heaven World. But his human body went mad somehow and fought fiercely with the master's spirit, almost preventing the Ancestral Master Subduing Dragon from returning."

"Later on, the master had to exert immense effort to subdue his human body, allowing him to return smoothly to the Upper Realm."

"Senior Abbot, according to ancient records, the master's human body may hold little affection for our Lingyin Temple."

"If we truly release him, we are worried whether it will be a blessing or a curse…"

The Eighteen Copper Arhats spoke one after another, their tones full of persuasion.

However, Dust Concealment was determined. He looked grimly in the direction of the ancestral land and muttered:

"If the sky falls, it's the tall ones who get crushed first."

As soon as these words were spoken, a tremendous pressure instantly enveloped the ancestral land, accompanied by a slightly angry voice.

"Contemporary Abbot, do not act recklessly!"

Dust Concealment responded loudly: "I cannot allow Lingyin Temple to decline in my generation!"

"All the ancestral masters, forgive me."

"This gamble, I will make!"

With that, he chanted the secret spell known only to the abbots of past generations, broke through the prohibition of the Subduing Dragon Hall, and then walked in resolutely.

Although the foundation of the ancestral land was shocked and angered, they did not emerge into the world and were powerless to stop him.

They could only silently pray that the mad monk had not completely fallen into madness.

…

On the other side, in the Ghost Valley of Black Mountain.

Crimson land piled everywhere with human bones.

A Ghost Tree took root here, looking at the six- or seven-year-old child before it with an extremely complex expression.

"Why was it you who saved me…"

That day, under the Five Thunders Righteous Method, Tree Demon Granny thought she was doomed, yet at the brink of life and death, the infant fruit she bore unexpectedly opened its eyes.

The tiny baby, only a few dozen centimeters in size, turned its back to the sky and absorbed the deadly thunderbolt.

Only then did it narrowly escape death.

And in its unconsciousness, a familiar aura appeared and carried it back from the battlefield.

Tree Demon Granny knew that was Xiaoqian.

Even though for a millennium she had never seen Xiaoqian, she knew Xiaoqian had never left her side.

She was not surprised that Xiaoqian brought her back.

She was only shocked by the child before her.

Tree Demon Granny's eyes were complicated.

The infant fruit underwent a change every day, and in just seven short days, it had grown into the appearance of a seven-year-old child.

Delicate as jade, with bright eyes and white teeth, always carrying an innocent smile, swinging on a swing among her branches, playing joyfully.

Yet Tree Demon Granny was inwardly shocked, finding it hard to accept because this child was born with a Celestial Dragon Tattoo on his shoulder.

The Celestial Dragon's eyes had never opened, but it emitted an aura that filled her with dread.

"So… you are Fa Hai?" Tree Demon Granny's eyes flickered, as if struggling with something inside.

"Fa Hai?"

The child swinging on the vines lit up with joy at the mention of the name.

"Mother, is that the name you gave me?"

"Fa Hai… Fa Hai… haha, I have a name, mother gave me a name!!"

Little Fa Hai hugged Tree Demon Granny's trunk, his innocent face brimming with a joyful smile.

Unaware, a blood-colored vine had stopped short behind his head.

"I…"

Tree Demon Granny's expression grew more and more conflicted, and inexplicably, she started becoming agitated again.

"Why is this happening?"

"Why is this happening?!"

Tree Demon Granny screeched, her branches whipping furiously; she raged against Ghost Valley, reducing countless skeletons to dust.

The dark red earth cracked apart, screams of terrified spirits echoing from time to time.

"What's with Tree Demon Granny again?"

Within the Black Mountain Territory, numerous demons and monsters looked on, puzzled yet accustomed.

"Probably… remembered that Kunlun Warlock from back then?"

"Or perhaps, it's the resentment towards that Daoist from Qingfeng Temple?"

"Possibly, I heard last time Tree Demon Granny was nearly killed by that Daoist's Five Thunders Righteous Method. It's normal for her to resent them."

"But Daoism is really annoying, yet another with cultivation reaching the heavens? I wonder how Lord Black Mountain's injury is, without Lord Black Mountain, I don't dare go out to hunt easily."

"Sigh, who wouldn't agree."

…

Within Ghost Valley.

Little Fa Hai was frightened by Tree Demon Granny's sudden agitation, assuming it was his naughtiness that had angered his mother. He quickly admitted:

"Mother, please don't be angry, Fa Hai… Fa Hai won't play around anymore, mother, don't be angry, Fa Hai is scared…"

His eyes sparkled like stars, yet now he was holding back tears of fear, the teardrops welling up, making his bright pupils resemble a starry ocean.

His words also carried a soothing magic that calmed the mind and soul.

The agitated Tree Demon Granny quickly sobered up, glancing at the innocent child before her. A tinge of guilt flickered in her eyes, her heart softened completely, and the blood-colored vine poised at Fa Hai's nape withdrew instantly, replaced by an embracing arc of branch.

"It's not Fa Hai's fault, it's mother's fault. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid…"

Upon hearing this, Fa Hai wiped his teary eyes with his small hands, then wiped Tree Demon Granny's face, asking naively:

"Mother, is someone making you angry?"

As he spoke, he bent his arms, making a fierce look, and said: "Mother can tell Fa Hai. When Fa Hai grows up, I'll stand up for you!"

Tree Demon Granny paused, her heart stirred, holding Fa Hai in silence for a long time, merely swearing secretly:

"From now on, you are nobody else's, you are just my child!"

"No matter who, they will never take you away!"

…

Lingyin Temple, Subduing Dragon Hall.

With the opening of the prohibition, Dust Concealment passed through a curtain of light.

The rippling light screen shimmered, and he appeared within a narrow Inner Heaven and Earth.

This place was isolated from the passage of time, a prison personally created by Ancestral Master Subduing Dragon to suppress his human form.

And as recorded in Lingyin Temple's ancient texts, the mad monk was currently lying on the ground in a large, sprawling position, sound asleep.

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