Chapter 136: The Chef
After dark, Nangong Basha was still a little dazed.
Having entered the King of Hell’s Hall this time, it’s safe to say he gained some significant perks.
Since he lacked cultivation and couldn’t use a Storage Bag, Liu Shunyi gave them a few big burlap sacks filled with Blood Pills.
For them, the body-refining practitioners, these pills were real treasures.
And the quality of the Blood Pills?
Nangong Basha had never encountered anything like it in his life.
In fact, after stepping out, he even ate one, and the effects made his blood surge with vigor.
He felt like his physical body had grown significantly stronger.
“Impressive!”
Nangong Basha swallowed hard, even feeling the weight of the sack he was carrying didn’t seem real.
As Dizang said, the Nangong family was indeed soaring high.
If they distributed these Blood Pills, the strength of the Nangong family disciples would multiply exponentially.
Plus, Lord King of Hell said that as long as they worked diligently for the King of Hell’s Hall, he had an abundance of these items.
Of course, this wasn’t what astonished Nangong Basha the most.
What really blew his mind was that after deciding to align the Nangong family with the King of Hell’s Hall, the curse within him was sealed.
This meant that the Nangong family could safely exit this Cave Heaven together.
And moving forward, they could even practice immortal arts!
The more he thought about it, the more surreal it felt.
The entire Nangong family returned to the Nangong residence in a bit of a haze.
They were equally shocked just like Nangong Basha.
Upon returning, the entire Nangong family fell into a silence.
The day’s events had been absolutely earth-shattering.
After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Basha slapped himself in the face.
Then he looked at his son and asked, “Did we really just take off as the Nangong family?”
Nangong Shizi nodded.
“Seems like it.”
The council of elders chimed in at this point.
“We’re still within the Cave Heaven for now. Once we leave and shed the limits of this place, leveraging our Nangong family’s foundations, plus with support from the King of Hell’s Hall behind us, there’s a real chance we could be invincible!”
“That’s right! The key is that we have the backing of the King of Hell. Especially with those two Kings of Hell around, we can do pretty much anything. But we must never betray or provoke the Kings!”
Nangong Basha nodded, though he still seemed uncertain.
“So, does that mean the Nangong family is practically invincible within this Cave Heaven?”
The elders exchanged glances.
After some whispered discussions and observing the heavy clouds above, they reached an almost unbelievable conclusion.
“If we go by the King of Hell’s peculiar powers, we should indeed be invincible!”
For a moment, Nangong Basha struggled to change his mindset; it felt like an upstart family suddenly hitting the jackpot.
Nangong Basha then asked again, “So, are we still thinking about rebellion?”
Everyone was momentarily speechless.
Nangong Shizi looked down.
“Dad, is there a chance we’ll dominate the world one day? This minor Cave Heaven throne? We’re really above that now.”
Nangong Basha: “…”
……
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“Monk, can you perform a transference?”
Dizang shook his head.
“Aren’t you the monk?”
Dizang felt quite helpless.
“I am, but I really can’t perform transference!”
The group lurking in the clouds stared at him, dumbstruck.
“Then tell us, how would you perform transference?”
Dizang: “Amitabha, transference is a segment from the Buddhist scriptures, not something a monk like me can…”
Before he could finish, his eyes widened.
Because he saw these folks pulling out stacks of Buddhist scriptures from their spatial rings.
“Are you even human?”
The members of the King of Hell’s Hall started to cackle.
“Go ahead, learn quickly! If you need anything, just let us know, we’ll get it for you.”
“But you gotta hurry, we’re pretty anxious.”
Dizang idly flipped through the scriptures, his expression shifting.
Because these were the genuine Buddhist scriptures.
He was a bit stunned.
“How did you get these?”
One of the members replied, “When we entered the secret realm, a bunch of monks said we were monsters and tried to eradicate us. We had no choice but to fight back, and we wiped them out, so these are theirs!”
Dizang’s eyes bulged.
“Forget about that! You need to learn how to perform transference, we’re in a hurry!”
Dizang nodded in confusion.
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Three days passed.
Dizang wanted to cry.
Because these rascals were making him study day and night.
His spirits were down, but every time he needed a pill, it was gourmet food ready for him.
“Learned it yet?”
The King of Hell’s people asked again.
Dizang took a deep breath.
“I got it, I got it!”
But as soon as he said that, Dizang went slack-jawed.
“Wait, this chapter isn’t over yet; click to the next page to continue reading, it gets even better!”
Because he saw those members of the King of Hell’s Hall holding various Divine Grievances.
Dizang nearly plummeted from the clouds.
“Monk, hurry up and perform transference on them!”
Dizang’s face turned pale as he nodded.
“Okay, I’ll give it a try!”
Dizang clasped his hands and began reciting the transference mantra.
“Om…”
In an instant, beams of golden light formed characters that weaved among those Divine Grievances.
“Eek…”
Those Divine Grievances shrieked.
But one couldn’t deny, it was quite effective.
The Divine Grievances finally quieted down.
Dizang wiped his sweat.
“Can’t do it anymore; my power is lacking. I can’t possibly…”
“Ah!”
Dizang was stunned again.
Because he saw the members of the King of Hell’s Hall literally slurping them up like noodles.
“Sluuuurp~”
Those Divine Grievances were being sucked into their mouths.
Then: “Ah mmm…”
They were enjoying it so much!
Dizang’s eyes widened.
“You guys wanted me to perform transference just so you could eat? Did I transform into a chef?”
The members of the King of Hell’s Hall laughed loudly.
“Can’t deny, these Divine Grievances infused with Buddhist light are top-notch.”
But before they could finish speaking, a wave of merit fell from the sky and landed on Dizang.
Feeling the merit on his body, Dizang’s expression was spectacular.
“I can’t be, becoming the first merit Buddha is how it’s done, right!”
The members of the King of Hell’s Hall watched the monk receiving merit, and their excitement grew even more.
“Monk, come, come, come! With that merit, give transference one more shot and see what happens!”
Dizang: “…”
The next day!
“Dizang, time to work!”
Dizang: “Sure!”
Third day: “Dizang, time to work!”
Dizang: “Sure!”
Fourth day: “Dizang!”
“Sure!”
Fifth day: “Do it!”
“Sure!”
Sixth day: “Ah, Dizang!”
Dizang: “I want to go back to being a layman!”
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