The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 1325: Chapter 1325: Shut Your Beak

Qing Luan saw the visitor and immediately clamored, ”Old man, let me go, or you know what will happen!”

Lord Judge initially didn’t want to become enemies with Qing Luan; he only sent Little Braids to find the cyan bird to confirm a few things.

But now, seeing this little bird so arrogant, he was amused with anger: ”Already a prisoner, yet still so arrogant, you’re quite something.”

”You should know very well who owns me! Do you want to make an enemy out of my owner?”

The sharp voice was extremely piercing.

”Shut your beak, it’s deafening.” Lord Judge casually waved the brush in his hand, and a large ”Seal” character appeared out of thin air, landing on Qing Luan’s bird beak.

”Mmm mmm mmm—”

Qing Luan glared with wide, round eyes, flames flickering in his pupils, full of warnings and threats!

”These eyes are really annoying, too. Do you want them sealed too?”

Qing Luan’s body trembled.

It was trembling with rage!

How dare this old man!

To treat him in such a manner!

He was the mount of the Mysterious Lady; if the Mysterious Lady knew, this mere judge of the Netherworld, who couldn’t even get into the Reincarnation Palace, dared to treat him like this!

He would be smashed to pieces, turned to ash!

He must ask his master to kill him!

Qing Luan’s heart was filled with Evil Thoughts, the desire for the judge’s death reaching its peak.

At this moment, Lord Judge felt the killing intent from the other side and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qing Luan, the Qing Luan of the Mysterious Lady, truly a big problem.

But who would know it fell into his hands?

That young ghost messenger was his person and wouldn’t tell anyone else.

Heh, this Qing Luan wants to return to the Mysterious Lady’s side?

Impossible.

Lord Judge suddenly changed his outfit, clad in a monk’s robe, smiled kindly: ”Before I became a judge, I was a person who worshiped Buddha.”

Qing Luan looked at him coldly.

Whether it was the Divine Realm or Heaven, they were in different Realms from the Buddhist Realm.

To Qing Luan, following the Mysterious Lady, he considered the Buddhist Realm merely a new face, having truly appeared in the mortal world only two to three thousand years ago. You should know that the Mysterious Lady became the Emperor’s master five thousand years ago.

How could a newcomer compete with the sun and moon?

In his heart, the deities of the Divine Realm and the powerful beings of Heaven far surpassed the Buddha.

Lord Judge saw contempt and disdain in those not-so-big beady eyes of Qing Luan’s, chuckled lightly: ”Every existence has its reason; nowadays, do more people worship the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven or Buddha?”

”Mmm mmm mmm—” Qing Luan stiffened his neck, as if arguing something.

The brush in Lord Judge’s hand had unknowingly turned into a wooden fish, and he slowly started tapping it, ”If I become a Buddha Disciple of ten lifetimes, I can go to Nirvana.”

Qing Luan didn’t look at him.

The contempt in his heart still existed.

The mortals were all bewitched by these people who practiced Buddhism; their words were inconsistent, self-serving, yet those foolish mortals loved to hear these hollow words.

The current prosperity of the Buddhist Realm was all due to those mortals burning incense and worshiping Buddha. The real reason was their lowering themselves to the mortal world to do so-called good deeds, to accumulate Merit, something that his master, the Mysterious Lady, disdain to do; if his master did it, what would be left for the Buddhist Realm?

Back when the Emperor was in the mortal world, he ordered all mortals to worship the Mysterious Lady; it’s only because the Emperor went to Heaven that the number of worshipers gradually decreased.

Lord Judge chuckled, eyes squinting: ”Now I’m just a judge, but I volunteer to go to the Reincarnation Palace, walk through the Gate of Reincarnation.”

Qing Luan was shocked, astonished beyond words.

Did this old man lose his mind?

Abandon being a judge? To become a mortal?