I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

Boom!

Dark energy came rolling in on everyone.

They transformed into dark clouds. Everyone felt suffocated.

The entire realm fell into darkness.

“Amitabha!”

Hymns were heard just when the dark clouds were about to engulf the realm.

Golden light shined on the other side. It was as if a small sun was levitating mid-air, battling the darkness.

At the center of the golden light was a figure who sat crossed-leg. She had droopy eyelids and looked compassionate. It was Tara Yuecha.

She somehow got herself a Lotus Terrace. It was roughly made but it was good enough. It spun slowly underneath her.

Amon and Backo walked over on dark clouds. They looked menacing. They said in a cold voice, “Yuecha, you’ve gone mad!”

“Please, call me Tara Yuecha,” Yuecha corrected them. “Have you thought about your decision since the last time we met? It’s never too late to turn around. My Buddhism sect is starting to become successful. You guys could be elders if you join. There’ll be a lot of benefits.”

Backo said coldly, “You should be the one to turn around! We’ve reported this to the Lord Demon God, and he’s livid. If you go back now and admit your mistakes, he might spare your life!”

“There’s a choice between good and evil. It seems like you two aren’t smart enough to make the right choice. You need me to convert you forcefully!”

Yuecha slowly opened her eyes. She said loudly, “Cast the Heavenly Dragon Spell!”

“Amitabha!”

38 bald-heads did the Namaste gesture with shut eyes. They then chanted the Buddhist verses before suddenly opening their eyes. Golden light shined from their eyes as their shawls were ripped open, revealing their strong muscles.

Even the old monks with flying beards were muscular.

Bald and muscular—a visually impactful combo. There were countless Buddhist figures in the sky with golden lotuses. Hymns could be heard from all directions.

“I see, so Buddhism’s about cultivating muscles!” Amon sneered and slightly waved his arm. The dark energy around him came to life, spreading everywhere like a black mist. “Cast the Demon Shadow Clone Spell!”

Fume!

Hundreds of black-robed demons were cloned. They surrounded everyone.

Dark energy surrounded them, covering their figures. No one could see clearly.

They casted a spell. Their dark energies flew to the sky and turned into a Black Dragon. It roared and tumbled in the sky.

The Black Dragon was cross-connected. It was like a huge Black Dragon net!

“Puny tricks!”

The 38 monks looked cold. They stepped forward at the same time. “Take this, Heavenly Dragon!”

Boom!

Their golden light turned into a Golden Dragon!

The Golden Dragon was huge. Its scales were clear as day and it was about 1,000 feet long. It slowly moved. It was visually impactful!

Roar!

The Golden Dragon roared and flicked its tail to attack. It created a hole in the Black Dragon’s net-body.

However, dark energy rolled in again to re-patch it. The Demons pulled out long whips to attack the Golden Dragon.

Meng Junliang stepped out fast. He said with a serious expression, “Cultivators, the muscular baldies are on our side. Let’s fight the Demons together!”

He lifted his finger and suppressed the dark energy.

The cultivators respectfully looked at Yuecha and the others in admiration. Their hearts were beating fast.

It seemed like the Immortals had joined the war.

They energetically casted spells.

“Yuecha, since you’re stubborn, we shall follow the Lord Demon God’s orders. Time to clean up!” Amon had a cold gaze. His dark ax attacked Yuecha!

Backo had a magic bottle in his hand. He lifted his finger and out came endless dark energy. It was a terrifying smoke that could corrupt souls. It surrounded Yuecha.

“Yuecha, let’s see if your Heavenly Dragon’s more awesome than my demon powers!”

“As a powerful Buddhist, I don’t just have the Heavenly Dragon as my move. Let me show you my new move. Buddhist, Light!” Yuecha smirked and lifted her arms as if she was supporting the sky.

A golden halo appeared behind her. The halo spun. It was holy and powerful.

Yuecha emitted a powerful golden light that shined throughout the realm. The dark energy had no way of reaching her.

Yuecha became more powerful with the light shield. As she fought Backo and Amon, Buddhist light and demonic energy struggled and wrestled.

Backo and Amon looked at each other. They were up to something menacing.

Backo flicked his wrist and out came a round bead. It was jet-black like a huge eyeball. It had a creepy sheen to it.

The surrounding dark energy became insanely active when the dark bead appeared. The dark energy was like a sharp sword. It started to corrupt everything in all directions.

Backo and Amon looked like fanatics. They said in a devoted voice, “Welcome, Lord Demon God.”

The black bead instantly levitated off of Backo’s palm.

Fume!

Endless dark energy swirled around the black bead. It covered the sky.

“This…”

Every cultivator looked at the sky with horrified looks.

“Feet… Feet!” exclaimed someone. They stepped back.

The land was turned black. Everyone felt a horrifying aura. They felt like it was hard to move. Even the air became sticky.

“Yuecha!”

A voice like thunder was heard out of nowhere. The dark energy had already become a huge dark face. It rumbled, “I treated you well. Why did you betray me to turn into one of the baldies?”

Yuecha did the Namaste gesture and said in a serious tone, “For my dreams!”

“Excellent.”

The dark face turned darker. It said slowly, “I’m used to the many changes of life. Through my experiences, I’ve concluded that the true way of survival is to directly kill my enemies. Thus, every attack I make will be a killer move! I’ll personally wipe out Buddhism! You’ve been my trusty assistant, so I’ll give you one last chance. Give up on Buddhism, re-join the embrace of the Lord Demon God!”

Yuecha sat cross-legged. She was expressionless. She said calmly, “Amitabha. The Buddha once cut off his flesh to feed an eagle. Today, I, Tara Yuecha, shall sacrifice myself to fight the leader of the Demons.”

“If that’s the case, die!”

The dark face had a deep voice. It turned into a giant skull with a mouth that was wide open. Wild winds blew, snapping the surrounding trees in half. Some were even ripped off the ground.

Dementor!

Roar!

Scary soundwaves came out of its mouth. It seemed to be insanely destructive.

The cultivators at the scene were scared to death. Their hairs stood on end.

At that moment, they felt a chill go down their spines. It was as if something horrifying entangled them. It was an odd fear but it was very real.

Some cultivators were shivering on the ground. Some were actually scared to literal death and passed away.

Yuecha was the first one to be affected. Her Buddhist halo was nipped like a small flame in the stormy rain.

The lousy Lotus Terrace underneath her was turned to dust.

Then, the 38 baldies were affected.

Their Heavenly Dragon was blown apart like sand. Their muscles were torn and blood dripped as they linked hands with tightly shut eyes. They suffered through it.

Spurt!

Luo Shiyu was weak. She could not hold it anymore. She spat out a mouthful of blood. She could no longer stand still.

“Lady Luo.” Meng Junliang hurriedly stepped out and stood in front of Luo Shiyu to protect her. He formed a shield to block out the noises.

Luo Shiyu was also a guest of the expert so he could not stand by and watch.

More cultivators fell to the ground, their bodies curled up. They were horrified.

Amon sneered and looked at everyone mockingly. He stared at the bald head and said in a cruel voice, “Shiver in fear. Shiver in fear of the almighty Lord Demon God!”

Yuecha was as pale as paper. She was bleeding from her mouth while she quietly chanted Buddhist verses.

Suddenly, her wavering halo lit up brightly.

An old yellowish scroll flew out from her chest and levitated above her.

The yellowish scroll slowly opened and hymns could be heard.

“The Bodhisattva of Compassion, when meditating deeply, saw the emptiness of all five skandhas, and sundered the bonds that caused suffering. Here then, form is no other than emptiness, emptiness no other than form. Form is only emptiness, emptiness only form…”

Meanwhile, the golden light shined like a projector. A huge projection of Buddha slowly appeared out of thin air. It was almighty.

Hymns were sung from everywhere. It quickly overpowered the roars of the dark face. It woke everybody up.

The dark face opened its mouth wider. It roared as loud as it could.

Roar, roar, roar!

However, it soon realized it was not as loud, even if it tried its best. It instantly admitted defeat.

It seemed like it could not destroy Buddhism.

It was time to retreat.

The dark face left without a trace. The black bead dropped from the sky back into Backo’s palm.

Hymns were still heard.

A lot of demons heard it and were converted on the spot. They automatically sat cross-legged and started to shave their heads.

Backo and Amon were feeling deranged. They turned and left, filled with hatred. “The baldies are powerful. This is an emergency. Retreat!”

The yellowish scroll slowly rolled back up and fell into Yuecha’s hands.

Yuecha held the yellowish scroll. She stood mid-air and devotedly bowed in the direction of the Fallen Immortal Mountain.

It was a victorious battle. The baldies did the Namaste gesture while looking calm. They said, “Amitabha.”

Then, they slowly rose and adjusted their shawls while the cultivators looked at them with respect. They walked away with friendly smiles. “Cultivator, you have a predestined fate with the Buddha. Do you want to convert into a Buddhists?”

Meng Junliang looked at the baldies with admiration. He was more determined to preach.

Before that, he had something troublesome that he needed to do.

He looked at Luo Shiyu. She was pale and in a coma.

Luo Shiyu was already weak when she fought the Demons. She was now badly injured, half-dead with no hope of a cure. How could he report back to the Holy Emperor?

…

Time flew by. It had already been five days.

It was peaceful as usual in the four-part architecture.

Nobody came to visit. Li Nianfan thoroughly enjoyed his leisure time.

Beautiful food, beautiful woman, beautiful wine, two kids, and a pet. He could live out the rest of his days like that. How nice.

He was lying on a chair. Daji quietly sat by his side. She was plucking grapes with her beautiful hands to feed him.

The grapes were seedless and the acidic sweetness was delicious. He was having the time of his life.

Xiao Bai was grinding tofu nearby.

Suddenly, the door of the backyard was pushed open. Dragin, Nanan, and the little fox came rushing in like three fairies. They quickly ran to Li Nianfan.

The three of them were familiar with the ‘process’. They worked well together.

Dragin was responsible for massaging his back. Nanan was responsible for massaging his leg. The little fox jumped on his other leg to massage his thigh.

The Fire Phoenix came over looking like she did not care. In reality, she had her ears open.

Dragin said, “Brother, storytime. It’s time for a story.”

Li Nianfan laughed when he noticed everyone was looking at him with anticipation. “I’ve finished telling you the ‘Journey to the West’ story. I should tell a new story today.”

Storytime was an activity invented by Li Nianfan. Dragin and Nanan were kids. It was his way of preventing the kids from being naughty and a chance for them to grow up with a happy childhood. Therefore, he set up sessions for storytime.

He had too many stories in mind. He could go on for another four or five years. Li Nianfan also felt like it was entertaining because everyone would look so focused while listening to his stories.

Nanan asked curiously, “What’s the new story?”

Li Nianfan smiled mysteriously. “It’s a secret for now. I’ll tell you the story later. Let me make you all a unique delicacy first!”

The Fire Phoenix could not hold it in anymore. She asked, “What is it?”

Li Nianfan pointed at the little wooden bucket at the corner. He smiled and said, “It’s in there. A very delicious snack. It’ll surprise you all for sure.”

Meanwhile, two figures landed softly at the foot of the Fallen Immortal Mountain…