Chapter 2291

Chapter 2291: Amitabha

“Shk, shk, shk…” The people around them suddenly took out their weapons and stabbed Zhao Bo’s body.
Zhao Bo was wounded a lot of times at once. Blood spurted out of his wounds.
Zhao Bo fell to the ground with a thud, staring blankly with his scarlet eyes.
“Amitabha.” Hui Ji sat on the ground and began to recite the scriptures on rebirth to help those who died here to find peace.
Ning Shu returned to the Sacred Demonic Peak. Ye Hua narrowed his eyes as he said, “Now that the other party has no leader, it’s a good opportunity to kill these people.”
Ning Shu shook her head. “Our Sacred Demonic Peak has also suffered heavy losses, as has the other party. It might be better to come to a cease-fire.”
“Hah…” Ye Hua sneered. “Could it be that we should wait for them to attack us again after they recover from their losses?”
“We don’t know when they will fully recover. Moreover, the slightly more powerful people from all sects have been killed by Zhao Bo. They have all been reduced to third-rate sects.” Ning Shu stared at Ye Hua. “If we really try to unify the martial world, the imperial army will come after us.”
This mutual restraint between sects was the solution that’d allow them to survive.
Ye Hua didn’t say any more.
Ning Shu smiled and said, “Brother, this world is bigger than we think. There are a lot of things we don’t know of. In fact, there may be other worlds outside of this world.
“Why do you need such an insignificant thing? Why work so hard just for something that will finally turn out to be a handful of dirt?”
As they were fighting here, over what seemed very precious to them, perhaps there was a giant watching them like they were ants fighting over garbage.
It was like how humans would watch ants move things and fight over things when they were bored.
They might even be living in a dream. Once the dream ends, this would all disappear.
Ye Hua turned his head and narrowed his eyes at Ning Shu, his eyes scrutinizing Ning Shu’s face inch by inch.
Ye Hua waved his hand, and the people from the Sacred Demonic Cult surrounded everyone.
Everyone’s faces were filled with fear and apprehension.
Ning Shu raised her eyebrows. “Brother?”
“They came to invade the demonic sect, and so I cannot let them go like this. They even thought that the demonic sect would be easy to bully. Not teaching them a lesson is not the style of the demonic sect.” Ye Hua’s expression was cold and indifferent.
Ye Hua walked over, and Ning Shu followed him.
A person who could somewhat be in charge stood up and saluted to Ye Hua, “Master Ye, we were all forced by Zhao Bo, and we had no way to resist. Please show us mercy, Master Ye.”
“Oh.” Ye Hua snorted. “Now that Zhao Bo is dead, you can say anything you want.”
Hui Kong, the monk from Illusory Temple, stood up and said, “Amitabha. Benefactor Ye, we are in the wrong in this matter. Please forgive us.” Hui Ji stood up. “As long as the benefactor lets everyone leave, then as long as this novice monk lives, he will never infringe upon the Sacred Demonic Cult. Monks cannot lie. If this novice monk violates his words, the world will put this novice monk to death.”
“Plum Blossom Villa will not infringe upon the Sacred Demonic Cult either.”
“Everlasting Sect…”
“Mount Song School…”
Hui Ji made an oath, and the others hurriedly did the same.
Ning Shu rolled her eyes. “Little monk, you have surrendered to Zhao Clan Stronghold, so isn’t the Illusory Temple destroyed?”
“As long as this novice monk is alive, the Illusory Temple will always exist. Before the abbot died, he passed on the position of abbot of Illusory Temple to this novice monk. This novice monk is now the abbot of Illusory Temple,” Hui Ji said.
“Oh, so are you showing off your position as the new abbot now?”
“This novice monk is not.”
“You attacked the Sacred Demonic Cult. We suffered heavy losses and so many people were injured,” Ye Hua said lightly.
“We will compensate you,” the people from Plum Blossom Villa said immediately.
Translator: Take
Editor: Ran
Translator: Kaho