Chapter 615: Leaving Beastmaster Camp (1/2)

The early morning was cold with fog and mist rising from the lake.

Formless sobered and got up from the grass, hurriedly placing his palms together: “Amitabha.”

“Help me with something.” Feiyun has been in the same spot since last night.

“What is it?”

“Follow me!”

Two hours later.

A shrine was erected from nothing on top of a peak. Formless has finally finished putting the last pillar in place. He also polished a rectangular plaque and inscribed animated characters on it, dancing just like the dragons.

Feiyun accepted the plaque and also added words to the front.

“Goddess of Jin River.” Formless asked: “Who is she?”

Feiyun didn’t answer and leaped up to put the plaque in place. The two of them went inside.

The place was empty with the exception of a female statue and a Buddhist lamp.

The statue was carved from divine poplar wood that was as tough as steel, basked with an eternal glow.

Feiyun personally carved it. The thing looked beautiful and spirited as if it has its own life force.

“That’s her.” He said.

Formless seemed to have realized something. He slightly bowed his head and started chanting. A pure yet vast Buddhist affinity permeated the shrine. These strands of power converged on the statue.

The thing originally made from wood suddenly became a golden avatar; its glow becoming Buddhist in nature.

Feiyun glanced at him and said: “You aren’t that annoying, monk. Thank you for helping me build this shrine, I’ll invite you out for a drink again.”

Formless’ expression changed after drinking was brought up. His alcohol tolerance was indeed pathetic; just one gulp is all it takes to get drunk. He smiled and said: “I’ll outdrink you one day.”

Feiyun turned to descend while laughing boisterously as if making fun of Formless for overestimating himself.

“Where are you going?” Formless asked, looking quite stately; his robe as white as snow.

“I will bring the statue of the goddess to every corner of this world.” Feiyun’s laughter still echoed across the hill.

***

Skyhigh Peak.

The camp master, Tan Qingsu, happily handed a jade box to him: “This is the antidote for your centipede from Senior Aunt.”

“That old nun? How is she?” He accepted it and placed it in his spatial pouch without checking.

“She has passed away.” She calmly responded.

Death was a part of life; it was only a matter of time.

Trees looked like dragons coiling around the vast expanse of clouds. One had a great view looking down on everything while being on Skyhigh.

She released the seal on his body and said: “More than half of the malefic force and evil affinity are suppressed, so there is no need to perform the ninth cleansing. Looks like something good has happened recently for you.”

Feiyun smirked and raised both hands, releasing a blinding light. Lightning currents surged through him; one could hear the roars of ten thousand beasts echoing through the mountains.

He has been here for more than a year. Though his cultivation was sealed, each purification attempt actually increased his power. Tan Qingsu clearly used her own cultivation to suppress his evil affinities.

Feiyun kept this kindness in mind. He always kept a fair score of enemies and friends.

She continued: “There are many problems looming in your body that can only be dealt with after you become an Enlightened Being. Before then, you need to avoid killing and do kind deeds. If you turn into a devil for a second time, I will personally leave the mountain to eliminate you.”

He smiled: “Thank you, Camp Master. If your sect needs my help in the future, just let me know. I will return right away no matter how far away I am.”

She nodded and left with Rhino.

“Wait, Camp Master.” He called her back and hesitated. In the end, he still gave her a letter: “Give this to Nalan for me.”