Li Yundong had originally wanted to take Tachibana Wakako's life, but when he patted her on the head, she was so scared that she burst into tears.
Li Yundong's anger dissipated a lot in response to this. His palm stopped in front of her forehead, and his face was as cold as an icy lake. He looked at her sternly and asked, "Are you convinced?"
Tachibana Wakako's face was full of horror, and her tears kept running down. She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and squealed, "I surrender, don't hit me!"
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Tachibana Wakako's yelping made it seem like he was bullying a child, but his expression was still dignified. He stared at her coldly and asked, "Is there any master in China?"
She raised her head and looked at the horrible but majestic vertical pupil on Li Yundong's forehead. Her teeth were chattering as if she were a little sheep that had seen a lion or tiger. She stammered and cried, "Yes, you are the master!"
Only then did he nod. He withdrew his palm, and the Yang Spirit, which had turned into the Immovable Wisdom King, quickly followed his glaring vertical pupil and returned.
As soon as the spirit entered his body, the vertical pupil on his forehead closed and gradually disappeared. Tachibana Wakako saw that his forehead was smooth, as if the horrible King's Eye had never been there at all.
But she didn't dare to look down on Li Yundong anymore, and she didn't dare to show any disrespect to him. She looked at him as if she was seeing her natural enemy, and her eyes were full of awe and fear.
In Buddhism, Gautama Buddha was the most powerful. Although Gautama Buddha had infinite Buddhist power, he was merciful and would even feed an eagle with his own body. Therefore, Gautama Buddha did not personally fight. Even if he met Monkey Sun, he could only turn over his palm to teach him a lesson. However, if Buddha met with the attack of a demon or the terrible difficulties of Buddhism, his anger would become a Wisdom King, which would subdue demons for him and save Buddhism from jeopardy.
In the cultivation world of Buddhism, whether it was the ancient Buddhism of the Celestial Empire, Chinese Buddhism, Tibetan Buddhism, or Japanese Buddhism, the Buddhas of different sects were recognized as the most powerful of their respective faction. The one who had the strongest fighting skills was the Immovable Wisdom King, and anyone who saw him had to show some respect!
The Japanese had always worshipped the strongest, so most of the Rigoino enshrined in the Vajra Peak Temple were Immovable Wisdom Kings. In Rigoino Temple, all of the statues combined were still not as numerous as the statues of Immovable Wisdom Kings. Even the statues of Buddha, the highest-ranking Buddhist, were not as popular as those of the Immovable Wisdom Kings. It could be said that Mount Kōy was a divine mountain of Immovable Wisdom Kings!
Tachibana Wakako had grown up in Mount Kōya, and the respect and awe she felt for Immovable Wisdom Kings had been deeply rooted in her heart. Therefore, when she suddenly saw King Ming's Fashen, she was so scared that she lost all ability to resist. The most critical point was that the vertical pupil on Li Yundong's forehead shone with a majestic light, which represented a kind of power that could overwhelm everything. Even if she wanted to go against him, she wouldn't be able to move!
In her subconscious mind, an idea flashed: Could this person be the reincarnation of the Immovable Wisdom King? If not, how could he possess such power?
In the face of Li Yundong, Tachibana Wakako could see King Ming's vertical pupils, but the others behind Li Yundong couldn't. They didn't know that it was the King Ming's Eye on Li Yundong's forehead that was really frightening her.
All they could see was Li Yundong's Yang Spirit body suddenly turn into a three-headed and six-armed statue, which slapped at Tachibana Wakako, and then she had become so scared that she burst into tears.
Everyone was stunned and burst into raucous laughter. "Are you kidding me? You've been beaten to tears?" they cried.
"What are you doing? You don't even know how to bleed without turning on the waterworks? What kind of cultivator are you?"
"But she's just a little girl..."
"Bah, what little girl? Have you ever seen a little girl with that kind of power before?"
"I don't think so. Seems like Tachibana Wakako is strong on the outside but soft on the inside. Otherwise, how could she be so scared that she'd cry before Zhenren Li even hit her?"
"Bullshit. If you have the ability, why don't you go up and try it yourself?"
"Hey, I wish I could, but isn't Zhenren Li already busy?"
"Damn it, you only know how to talk. Go and challenge Zhenren Li right now if you dare!"
"What, what are you talking about? The guns are all aiming outwards. We shouldn't fight amongst ourselves, you know?"
"Pooh, who was yelling about Zhenren Li just now?"
A moment later, everyone burst into an uproarious discussion at once. They had been nervously watching Su Chan, Zi Yuan, Zhou Qin, and the others in the field. When they saw that Li Yundong had subdued this extremely powerful witch, Tachibana Wakako, with just one palm, they immediately shouted excitedly. The little foxes were even more riled up and clamored as if the Leader of the sect had made a big splash, which was more enjoyable than them doing it themselves.
It was unknown which one of the little foxes shouted, "Long live the Leader! Leader has lived for thousands of years and unified the Jianghu!"
The little foxes were used to laughing with each other. Although they had been scolded by Li Yundong before, at this moment, they were suddenly enjoying a big victory. They were so proud that they shouted in unison, "Long live Leader. Leader has lived for thousands of years and unified the Jianghu!"
Su Chan and Ruan Hongling did not feel anything wrong when they heard the cry. Instead, they smiled. As for Zi Yuan and Zhou Qin, they were both taken aback. They quickly looked at the cultivators from various sects.
Fortunately, at this time, the cultivators were all immersed in the joy of a great victory. Few people paid attention to this shout, so Zi Yuan and Zhou Qin breathed a sigh of relief.
After Li Yundong withdrew his palm, he said to Tachibana Wakako, "Let me tell you, there are countless masters hidden in China. Actually, I'm not a master, you haven't seen a real master yet, and I haven't seen them either, so don't look down on China. If you do, you'll only humiliate yourself!"
She wiped away her tears and nodded subconsciously. "I know, I won't do it again in the future..."
Li Yundong saw that she was crying pitifully. He had always been the kind of man who cared about women. He felt his heart soften and sighed secretly, then turned around and said to the cultivators of each sect, "Guys, I think today's matter is done. What do you think?"
The cultivators all looked at each other and thought to themselves, "You've won this battle, Zhenren Li. You can do whatever you want!"
The crowd responded loudly, "Zhenren Li, it's as you say!"
Although the people of the Qingcheng Sect and the Zhengyi School, who had been beaten to the worst end, were unwilling to let things end like this, Zi Yuan had also taught Shen Xiu a good lesson. Li Yundong had even beaten their witch to tears on the spot. Cultivators valued their reputations the most, so they would rather die than lose face. Therefore, they agreed and said, "Zhenren Li, you can make your own decision!"
Li Yundong nodded, then turned to Wan Zhenyuan and said, "Master Wan, what do you think?"
Seeing Li Yundong's great victory, Wan Zhenyuan did not pursue him with his previous pressure. Instead, he stayed silent and surveyed the faces of all the major sects. The most surprising thing was that he was not only not proud of being praised by everyone, but he had also turned around to ask for his opinion. It could be seen that this person's heart was brilliant and shrewd, and he could not be ignored!
Wan Zhenyuan was very vigilant. "I'm afraid that the old fox chose the wrong person! Li Yundong is young, but he has a high bearing. I have never seen such a person in my life who is so willing to be manipulated by others and be their puppet!"
Although Wan Zhenyuan was internally on high alert, he said with a smile on his face, "Zhenren Li, you are so polite. Your divine power has not only saved the face of all the sects in our Cultivation World, it has also won glory for our Chinese cultivation world. As a spectator, I, Wan Zhenyuan, am unqualified to comment on this."
Li Yundong smiled and said, "Master Wan, you are the host of this Taoist assembly. Of course, we must listen to your opinion."
Although Wan Zhenyuan was wary of Li Yundong, he still felt happy after hearing these words. He laughed and said, "Well, I'll just say one sentence for you as a tip."
Li Yundong smiled and said, "Master Wan, please do so!"
"Let the Three Pure Ones turn into the Three Pure Ones and the Buddha return to the Buddha. Let them go back to where they came from!"
Everyone burst out laughing. They chuckled loudly at Tachibana Wakako, Shinsyu, and Cinian. "Little Demons, just go back!"
Cinian and Shinsyu were both ashamed and angry. They stood where they were, their faces red and their ears bright pink. Cinian shouted loudly at Tachibana Wakako, "Come on, let's go!"
She lowered her head, put away her powerful magical weapon, and walked toward Cinian. After a few steps, she turned back and muttered to herself, as if she wanted to ask Li Yundong something, but then she swallowed back her words and remained silent.
She looked at Li Yundong in awe for a moment, and finally turned her head back, walked over to Cinian, lowered her head, and followed him down the stairs.
As she walked, she repeatedly muttered in her heart, "Is he the reincarnation of the Immovable Wisdom King?"
Cinian's face was ashen and her hands were hidden in her sleeves. After the three of them had gotten a good distance away, Cinian turned around and chided Tachibana Wakako with an ugly expression, "Ugh! How could you have lost without fighting! How could you have been scared to tears by him! It's such a disgrace to our Mount Kōya! Did you learn nothing in Black-Corner College? Can't the power of our ancestors and Gods’ souls give you the courage to fight? If I were you, I would have cut my wrists and committed suicide on the spot. I haven't seen anything so disgraceful for a hundred years!"
Being scolded by Cinian, and with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but retort loudly, "But that guy is just too strong. I'm no match for him!"
Cinian felt an explosion of rage. "How strong can he really be? Isn't he just a Yang Spirit divine statue with superhuman powers? That's what he visualized. Taoist cultivators' Yang Spirits can transform into anything, but it's only a case of their appearance, they don't have divine power! You're actually so easily frightened that you fell to the ground. You've disappointed me too much!"
Shinsyu, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but say accusingly, "Look, Tachibana Wakako, I'm not blaming you. Although you have the body of a witch, you are also the cream of the crop who inherited the spirit of our great people's warriors. How could you have been defeated like this?"
"But, there's a vertical pupil on his forehead!" Tachibana Wakako cried. "The Gods’ soul of Mahamayuri that I summoned, upon seeing this vertical pupil, went back to the Eight Divine Caves on its own. Even our ancestor's Goddess didn't dare to come out. What could I have done?"
Cinian was taken aback. "There was a vertical pupil on his forehead?"
Tachibana Wakako shouted, "Yes, the look in the vertical eye on his forehead was too scary. I just took a look and I couldn't even move!"
"Why didn't I see it?" Cinian asked, shocked.
Being scolded by Cinian, Tachibana Wakako felt wronged. She shouted at him, "You were behind him, of course, you weren't able to see it!"
Cinian looked at her, startled, and could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. "A vertical pupil can actually appear on him? Could... could this be the Wisdom King's Fashen?"
Tachibana Wakako wiped her tears and said, "I think so, but I didn't dare to ask!"
Cinian's face darkened as he said in a low voice, "What you have described is not impossible. If it were, why would so many ghosts and Vajra not have been able to get close to him just now? Furthermore, the Mahamayuri actually disappeared automatically when he got close to him! If he weren't the Immovable Wisdom King, how could he possibly have been able to withstand the might of a true deity like the Mahamayuri?"
Shinsyu was dumbstruck. He could not help but shudder when he thought of how he had wanted to challenge this Wisdom King's Fashen. "Is this Li Yundong really the reincarnation of the Immovable Wisdom King? How could the Immovable Wisdom King of the Unmoving King, who was worshipped by the Zhenyan Tantrism, be reincarnated into the Chinese cultivation world? Is the world going to kill our Rigoino?"
Cinian looked unhappy and said by way of advice, "Shinsyu, don't think too much. Even if there are masters on the Chinese continent, you don't have to worry. No matter how powerful Li Yundong is, someone will help us deal with him. The Chinese's preference for internal strife is a deep-rooted habit and part of the character of the people. For them, the real threat to their trusted subordinates comes not from outsiders like us, but from within their own people, and even this Li Yundong!"
After that, he sighed, stroked Tachibana Wakako's hair, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. Since Li Yundong is the reincarnation of the Immovable Wisdom King, no matter how powerful you are, it won't make a difference. Let's go back first and tell General Mountain the news of the reincarnation of the Immovable Wisdom King, and then we'll figure out a plan!"
Just as Cinian, Tachibana Wakako, and Shinsyu were discussing countermeasures, the cultivators who had evaded the external threat suddenly realized that they were in a dilemma.
They had forced Li Yundong to withdraw from the Taoist assembly before, but then the three Japanese had beaten them to pieces. If Li Yundong hadn't turned the tide in the end, the Taoist assembly would have been utterly humiliating!
But what if Li Yundong, in the name of this great victory, threatened them into taking part in the Taoist assembly again?
This guy's fighting ability was incredible, and he also had such a powerful magical weapon. From now on, who in the world could stand against him? He was already so powerful at such a young age. What would happen if he cultivated for a few more years? Could it be that it was really like what the group of fox spirits had shouted, "To unify Jianghu for thousands of years"?
The joy of victory for all of the cultivators gradually dissipated. Everyone fell into deep thought and internal strife...