Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Chapter 2280: Chapter 2279: Demon Woman, I’ll Remember You

”How dare you!” Bai Ruozhu shouted angrily, ”Do you think this is a place you can search as you like? Don’t think that just because you Daoists from Mount Longhu know some martial arts, you’re so incredible. There are so many people here that if everyone spits, you’ll drown! Master Pudeng was compassionate during his lifetime and unwilling to cause enmity with others. Today is the day of his Nirvana; I don’t want to have conflicts with you, so please leave quickly, or don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Bai Ruozhu, while speaking, secretly sent a signal, calling Jiang Yichun and Gao Zhou over to help.

Her imposing manner instantly suppressed the young man from Mount Longhu, and the onlooking citizens were very pleased, cheering and saying they would definitely stand on Xinchan Temple’s side.

Qiu Zheng turned to his young disciple Qiu Zhi and said, ”Don’t waste words with this demon woman, quickly form the array, and today we must find out Pudeng’s demon form to prove the universe’s black and white, lest that old demon continues to harm the human world!”

Bai Ruozhu sneered upon hearing this; if Master Pudeng was harming the world, what has Mount Longhu done?

Qiu Zheng did not know that Master Pudeng’s corpse had been hidden by Bai Ruozhu in the Space, so he insisted on finding a reason to prove his past shame.

Soon, the people from Mount Longhu formed their array, ready to attack.

At this moment, Gao Zhou, Jiang Yichun, Jianqi, Fo Lanying, and Yuan Licheng arrived. Gao Zhou’s eyes were still somewhat red, indicating he was grieving earlier. When he saw the situation, he quickly asked, ”What’s going on?”

Bai Ruozhu briefly explained to him, and Gao Zhou’s anger flared up. He pointed at the Daoists from Mount Longhu and cursed, ”You old bull-nosed Daoist only know how to pretend to be mystical, today none of you will enter this Xinchan Temple!”

Upon seeing Gao Zhou’s stance, Bai Ruozhu knew he was about to fight desperately. She quickly made a gesture to Jiang Yichun, meaning for him to keep an eye on Gao Zhou and not let him cause any deaths.

Though the actions of Mount Longhu today were infuriating, today is the day of Master Pudeng’s Nirvana, and Bai Ruozhu did not want to kill anyone or make enemies with Mount Longhu, lest Master Pudeng cannot rest in peace.

Soon both sides engaged in battle, and Bai Ruozhu also joined the fray. Due to an injury on his shoulder, Yuan Licheng was only responsible for setting up the array. Mount Longhu’s array was a battle among several people, while Yuan Licheng’s array was defensive.

With both the array and Bai Ruozhu and her few experts defending, even though Mount Longhu’s sword array dazzled the eyes, they could not penetrate Xinchan Temple.

At this, Qiu Zheng finally grew angry and drew his Treasure Sword, charging towards Bai Ruozhu.

Initially, he disdained fighting Bai Ruozhu due to his status, but now he intended to fight to the death.

Bai Ruozhu swiftly drew a Dagger to defend, while Jiang Yichun was somewhat annoyed because he still couldn’t see clearly, unable to keep up with the opponent’s attack rhythm, and worried about getting too close and causing trouble for Bai Ruozhu.

Fortunately, he quickly came up with a solution. He concentrated and used his Water Vapor Magic Technique to envelop Bai Ruozhu, providing her with an additional protective cover for more safety during the fight.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Zheng exclaimed, ”As expected, you are also a demon. No wonder you speak for that old demon Pudeng!”

Bai Ruozhu found it quite laughable. Jiang Yichun’s water-controlling skill was a Merfolk ability—could Merfolk be considered demons too? Well, as Qiu Zheng had said before, anything different from his race is considered a demon in his eyes.

What more is there to say to such a person?

”Nonsense! Don’t you know what a magic technique is?” Bai Ruozhu did not want others to know about Jiang Yichun’s Merfolk Bloodline, so she quickly formed a seal and cast a magic attack resembling water vapor towards Qiu Zheng. Although it didn’t harm him at all, the onlooking citizens felt it was like an immortal technique and cheered.

Qiu Zheng refused to give in, continuing to struggle with Bai Ruozhu, while others engaged with Gao Zhou and Fo Lanying. The cooperation of their sword array was so perfect that Gao Zhou could not harm them.

As both sides battled, the collision of weapons sparked countless sparks, turning the once silent Buddhist temple into a battle ground, truly a matter of sighing.

Suddenly, several golden rays of light shot out fiercely from in front of the Buddha, striking Qiu Zheng and the others.

Qiu Zheng spat a mouthful of blood and fell back to the ground, clutching his chest in disbelief as he looked towards the box containing Master Pudeng’s Relic in front of the Buddha. ”What is that? Is that Buddha’s light?”

The surrounding citizens knelt down and exclaimed, ”Master Pudeng has shown his spirit! Master Pudeng has shown his spirit!”

Bai Ruozhu looked towards the Buddha, the golden light of those Relics had already subsided and returned to their previous faint glow. She couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental. Had Master Pudeng foreseen this situation and left part of his Buddha power in the Relic, or was it truly as the citizens said, Master Pudeng showing his spirit?

With a belly full of questions, Bai Ruozhu wanted to ask him if it was truly Master Pudeng showing his spirit; she wanted to ask him well. But in just a moment, the Relic returned to its original state as if nothing had happened, and Bai Ruozhu didn’t know who to ask, so she temporarily set aside her doubts.

Qiu Zhi hurriedly went to support his master and whispered, ”Master, you are hurt; let’s retreat for now.”

Qiu Zheng saw that many of his people were injured and the situation was hopeless, so he nodded and was helped away by his disciple.

Unexpectedly, as Qiu Zhi was leaving, he turned back unsatisfied and glared at Bai Ruozhu, saying, ”Demon woman, I will remember you!”

Before Bai Ruozhu could speak, Jiang Yichun stepped forward and glared at him, saying, ”My wife is not someone a bull-nosed Daoist like you can remember, but I will remember you!”

Jiang Yichun, having come from the Board of Rites and having been on battlefields, naturally had a presence unmatched by a fledgling Daoist. Qiu Zhi was so frightened by his murderous aura that he retreated two steps, averting his gaze.

Qiu Zheng felt humiliated and dissatisfied with being struck by Master Pudeng’s Relic’s light, with a very complex mood, not noticing his disciple’s reaction.

Qiu Zheng’s most humiliating incident was not being able to expose Master Pudeng’s hypocrisy (as he firmly believed). Finally waiting until the man was dead with a chance to overturn things, he didn’t expect the Relic left behind to still injure him. How vast was the gap between him and Pudeng?

Unable to calm his emotions, Qiu Zheng returned to the Daoist temple and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, then fell critically ill.

His disciple Qiu Zhi, an adopted orphan, was nominally his final disciple but was essentially like an adopted son. Qiu Zhi, at this moment, anxiously knitted his brows at Qiu Zheng’s side.

”Master, I will go get a doctor for you, you will get better!” Qiu Zhi gritted his teeth, deciding this was the only way!