I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 531

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ling Ping'an finally decided on his outfit.

He really liked the outfit he chose.

He fell in love with it the moment he saw it!

It was a costume.

It looked like it had been used by a magic or fantasy film crew.

It was a triangular head cover, a sharp wooden stick, and a red robe.

Ling Ping'an thought it looked good when they were combined.

Of course, the most important thing was that it was cheap!

It was only 120 yuan, with a postal fee included.. It would be delivered tomorrow morning!

“If that's the case, I can wear this outfit to the venue…”

“If that's the case, I should be able to enjoy my peaceful life when I'm there!”

He didn't like to be famous because it would delay him from playing games and writing novels.

Thinking of novels, Ling Ping'an sighed, “I don't have many manuscripts left… I don't have many!”

He had saved tens of thousands of words before coming here, and he had used up most of them in the past few days.

At most, he had three to five days left.

“Hurry up and go home!” As he spoke, he slowly leaned against the bed and fell asleep.

He didn't know where he was in his dream.

He could only vaguely see a young boy who looked like a novice monk coming in front of a monk.

“The sweeping novice monk who listens to scriptures under Metteyya Buddha pays a hundred kowtows to Skyless Buddha!”

“Respectfully invite Buddha, please come Tuoshu Heaven!”

He listened to the young novice monk's childish words.

Ling Ping'an smiled. “Am I dreaming about the plot of the book I wrote again?”

Web writers often encountered such things.

They dreamed about the storyline of their book.

Then, all sorts of things happened. When they finally woke up, they only had a vague memory.

Then, they beat their chests and stomped their feet in regret.

This was because most people had a good feeling about the storyline in their dreams.

Some people even had a much better feeling than the storyline they had previously imagined.

Unfortunately…

Most people would forget what they thought and saw in their dreams after they woke up.

They only had a vague impression.

Ling Ping'an was no exception.

As he thought about these things, everything in his dream began to change.

The monk slowly turned around.

He had black hair and a black robe. In his pair of deep and distant eyes, the shadows of two black lotus seats could be seen.

“Lead the way!” the monk said.

“Yes!” the novice monk was overjoyed and nodded.

Then, he respectfully led the black-haired monk through the thick fog.

Ling Ping'an felt as if he had opened his heavenly eye.

Everything in the dream world was in his eyes.

He was a bystander, an observer.

His view followed the black-haired, black-robed monk as he walked slowly.

Ling Ping'an quickly realized that the black-haired, black-robed monk seemed to be different from how he had described the protagonist in his book.

This Skyless Buddha had no legs.

He relied on two thick, leech-like limbs to move forward in a snake-like manner.

The two huge limbs disappeared into the fog.

Then, a light came from the front.

The two leech-like limbs slowly turned into two long, white legs.

Under Ling Ping'an's gaze, Skyless Buddha walked barefoot through a barrier that seemed to be a door.

Thus, the world in front of him changed.

The immortal fog was vast, and the jade buildings were hidden in the distance.

“Fellow Daoist!” A magnetic and compassionate voice sounded in his ears.

The Buddha, who had a big belly, a fat head, and big ears, looked extremely compassionate. He stood up from the futon with a smile, put his palms together, and cupped his fists. “Humble monk Metteyya pays my respects to fellow Daoist!”

At this moment, Ling Ping'an seemed to sense a familiar smell.

He turned his gaze slightly and looked under the immortal fog.

In the shadows, he seemed to see a strong girl walking between the lofty mountains with difficulty.

In the mountain, the demonic mist lingered.

Vaguely, it seemed to be eyeing her like a tiger.

And that girl was trapped inside.

It looked like it had been some time.

Thus, Ling Ping'an had a thought.

The black-haired, black-robed monk raised his hand and shot out a spiritual light, which fell into the lower realm.

…

Mei Qing had been wandering in this nameless mountain range for a whole month.

She was trapped here.

The demon that trapped her was a crow demon king who had cultivated into a spirit.

The demon king had set up a mystery barrier here to trap the merchants coming and going as food.

It was only because she had the blessings of Skyless Buddha that she was able to persist until now. Otherwise, she would have been exhausted and fallen into the crow demon's mouth.

“Skyless Buddha is merciful!”

“I am too weak… I am truly ashamed!”

“But Buddha, please don't worry. I will cross this danger no matter what and continue forward to find the four master and disciples and pass on your decree!”

The four master and disciples owed Buddha the true dharma, but they did not pay.

It was natural for her to ask for it under Buddha's decree.

And now, the hardships on the journey were only a test in Mei Qing's eyes.

A Buddha's test for her!

Therefore, she would pray to Buddha every morning and evening.

It was the same on that day.

After praying, she stood up and was about to continue on her journey to find a way to solve this mystery.

Suddenly, she raised her head.

She saw a black spiritual light falling from the sky.

The spiritual light landed in front of her and turned into a black lotus flower.

The lotus flower bloomed and endless black Buddhist light filled the entire mountain.

The mystery was solved instantly.

A huge crow flapped its wings and fled frantically from the mountain.

However, it was still grabbed by a distorted hand.

With a light pinch, it was crushed.

Mei Qing immediately knelt down. “Disciple Mei Qing, bow my head and worship my Buddha again!”

“Thank you, Buddha, for your mercy!”

In the black lotus formed by the spiritual light, the shadow of a black-haired, black-robed Buddha slowly appeared. It was none other than Skyless Buddha.

Then, Skyless Buddha said slowly, “Please wait here for a moment!”

“Yes!” Mei Qing bowed her head repeatedly.

… …

In Tuosha Heaven, Metteyya Buddha also noticed the actions of Skyless Buddha.

He smiled, “Buddha, do you have a fated person in this world?”

The black-haired, black-robed Skyless Buddha nodded slightly.

The skin on both sides of his cheeks cracked bit by bit.

A voice came from the cracked skin, “Why did you invite me here?”

Metteyya Buddha chuckled and said with great compassion, “Amitabha!”

He said, “I admire the Dao of Buddha, so I had the audacity to invite you. I didn't expect that Buddha would not think that I am despicable. I am honored that you really came!”

“Therefore, I have prepared this Celestial Dragon Carnival for Buddha!”

With that, Metteyya Buddha waved his kasaya.

The immortal fog slowly dispersed, revealing the things covered by the immortal fog.

There were plates of translucent, jade-like, gold-like meat.

There were all sorts of Dao charms flowing through the veins of the meat.

“These are the meat of celestial dragons!”

“The celestial dragons raised in the dragon pond of Mount Numinous!”

“Buddha once tasted the meat of this generation and praised it endlessly. I'm not talented and I carefully selected three true immortal-level celestial dragons for you, Buddha. In case you need them!” Metteyya Buddha introduced with a chuckle.

It was as if the dragon meat in front of him was a vegetable, just like fruits and vegetables.

When Skyless Buddha saw this, he didn't say a word. With a light roll, he brought a large plate of celestial dragon meat to himself. Then, he opened his mouth and swallowed it whole, chewing it in large mouthfuls.

The dragon meat splattered everywhere, filling his mouth with juice.

Ling Ping'an, who was watching from the side, began to salivate.

“This dragon meat must be an exceptionally delicious and juicy delicacy!” he thought.

That was dragon meat.

As the saying went: dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground!

Donkey meat was easy to talk about, but this dragon meat… he had never tasted it before!

At that moment, he was a little eager to try it.

With a thought, Ling Ping'an felt a rich meat fragrance appeared between his mouth and teeth.

The fresh and tender meat juice exploded in his mouth.

Every time it exploded, it was a taste bomb attack.

“I just…” he was stunned, “Shared the taste of that Skyless Buddha?”

Considering that this was a dream, he didn't think too much about it.

Then, he heard the Metteyya Buddha said, “In addition to the meat of celestial dragon, I also specially asked for thirteen peaches from Immortal of South Pole, and six ginseng fruits from Daoist Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple…”

As he spoke, two white jade tables appeared in front of the tables that were filled with dragon meat.

On one of the tables, there were large and fresh peaches.

The skin of these peaches was flowing with a mouth-watering color.

The hazy fragrance of the fruits spread out, making people feel comfortable just by smelling it.

On the other table, many peaches looked like cute babies that were carved out of pink jade.

These fruits exuded a faint immortal aura.

Skyless Buddha looked at them, but he did not take them.

He just sat down cross-legged, and a black lotus throne supported his body from nothingness.

“You must have something to ask for!” Skyless Buddha did not move his mouth, and his voice came from the squirming flesh under his cheeks. “Fellow Daoist Metteyya, you specially invited me here…”

“What are you trying to say?”

The potbellied Buddha pressed his palms together and said, “I dare not hide anything from Buddha!”

“It is true that the dharma of Buddha in this world is good…”

“Then…” Metteyya Buddha looked at Skyless Buddha and said, “I'm not talented, but I think that Buddha has not passed down the true dharma, right?”

“What is passed down in the world today is only a few words of Buddha's Great Dao…”

“Therefore, please pass down the true scriptures!”

“He… He…!” Skyless Buddha's face twitched slightly as if something was incubating under his skin.

In the lotus platform under him, one after another, scriptures rose and fell.

“You want my true scriptures?” he asked. Then, without waiting for Metteyya Buddha to answer, he said to himself, “You are quite bold!”

“I'm afraid that you can't withstand my Great Dao!”

His eyeballs were spinning 360 degrees in his eye sockets.

On the skin of his body, black runes were faintly discernible.

These runes were echoing with each other.

A huge tentacle-like object faintly appeared behind him.

His shadow was reflected on the ground.

In the background, there seemed to be countless frantic and blasphemous Buddhist sounds that were leading the world.

The entire Tuoshu Heaven began to shake.

The celestial soil cracked, the clouds crumbled, and the palace shook.

Many deformed and indescribable things passed through the Tuoshu Heaven.

Even Metteyya Buddha couldn't sit still for a moment.

He could only chant a Buddhist chant and summon a golden alms bowl to protect himself.

At this moment, a seven treasures magical tree appeared behind him.

On top of the tree, there were many different colors. Within the seven treasures of merit, there was the sound of chanting.

Another shadow of a Taiji diagram reflected the past and the future, freezing the earth, water, wind, and fire.

The two saints, separated by time and space, shot outside the infinite whirling world.

Thus, in an instant, all the abnormal movements calmed down.

After Metteyya Buddha declared his sin, he said, “My cultivation is shallow. Sorry for making a fool in front of you, fellow Daoist!”

He knew very well how dangerous the situation was just now.

If he was not careful, the good corpse that was chopped out would probably be contaminated by the divine ability of Skyless Buddha. He would be forcefully enlightened and become the disciple of Skyless Buddha.

Just like in the past, this Buddha appeared out of nowhere and unreasonably enlightened the guardian deities and arhats of the entire Mount Numinous.

Fortunately, before he came, Master Zhun Ti had already prepared a plan for him.

Fortunately, this place was Tuosha Heaven.

It was the Old Lord's territory!

No matter how much the Old Lord was unwilling, he would not sit by and watch as he was enlightened in front of everyone.

Even though the divine ability of Skyless Buddha was negated, he was not angry. The flesh and blood on his cheeks squirmed as he said, “Back then, Tathagata, lectured the scriptures for others. He even had to collect three bushels of rice and gold…”

“My true scripture was passed down to the four of them, but I didn't get a single cent!”

“I'm really angry about this!”

“If fellow Daoist wishes to ask for my true scripture…”

“How about…”

“Let's have a gambling match as well!”

When Metteyya Buddha heard this, he immediately put his palms together and bowed. “I'm willing to listen to Buddha's decree!”

This was something that he could not wish for.

Every drink and peck had a day of repayment because of karma.

If it was a gambling match, then it would be much better.

It was nothing more than a showdown in the casino.

One had to admit won or lost based on the outcome!

The karma would be eliminated, and not a speck of dust would be stained!

It was done extremely well!

Skyless Buddha laughed mischievously. As he laughed, the wrist of the tentacle that was reflected behind him split open, and countless monster appearances flashed within.

“Fellow Daoist, look!” he waved his hand, and the immortal soil beneath his feet split open, reflecting the scenery of the lower realm.

A graceful young lady, holding a pitch-black book of the unknown, knelt in front of a black lotus.

“This woman is fated to be with me!” Skyless Buddha said, “I've ordered her to head to the eastern land to pursue the debt owed by the four of them!”

“What I want to bet with fellow Daoist is whether or not this woman will be able to successfully travel to the East and successfully collect the debt.”

When Metteyya Buddha heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought.

That master and three disciples were no longer the same as before.

They had long been infected by Skyless Buddha's dharma, and their divine abilities were inconceivable.

In this world, they were practically invincible.

Even the Little White Dragon was now the Dragon of the Four Seas, with an indescribable body.

As for that young girl, she was just an ordinary mortal.

Any small demon would probably be able to make her unable to move an inch, let alone that master and his three disciples?

So…

Was it impossible to bet?

But…

Metteyya Buddha looked at Skyless Buddha in front of him, the mighty figure formed from the thoughts of this mysterious saint.

He didn't dare to gamble.

After all, back when the Journey to the West was planned, the two saints had laid out plans for a thousand years.

Now, how could Skyless Buddha casually gamble?

But, should he bet the young lady would succeed?

This Skyless Buddha could make him lose right now.

With a casual finger, the girl would fall to the ground immediately.

Metteyya Buddha suddenly hesitated because he realized that no matter what he chose, he would lose.

Suddenly, his teacher's whisper came into his ears, “You can bet with Daoist Wutian!”

Two flying swords shot out from the sky.

They were the two innate killing weapons left behind by the Nether River, Yuan Tu and Ah Bi.

These two innate killing swords landed in front of Metteyya Buddha.

Metteyya Buddha knew that this was a bet!

But it wasn't enough!

Therefore, another formation map descended from the sky.

All the stars in the sky were in it.

It was the precious treasure of the Monster Race Heavenly Court- All Sky Formation Map.

This was the bet of Saint San Qing!

In a trance, a gentle voice came from the sky.

“Let me place a bet too!”

A thick divine bell descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

It was the great treasure of the demon race, the Eastern Emperor Bell!

It was actually the consciousness of Lady Nuwa, who had just woken up from her eternal slumber.

The pressure on Metteyya Buddha was immense!

This was because all the saint teachers had placed their bets.

And now that these saint teachers had left the stage, it meant that Master Hongjun had tacitly agreed to this bet.

In other words, all the pressure was on him.

If he made the wrong choice…

Then he would become the target of public criticism.

If the saints lost their face and couldn't find Skyless Buddha, they would definitely take it out on him!

While they were thinking, the words of Master Zhun Ti echoed in their ears again, “You can do whatever you want!”

“This bet has nothing to do with you!”

“The will of that supreme Great Dao saint is also here!”

Metteyya Buddha suddenly awakened.

That was right!

He had a backer.

How could Skyless Buddha not have one?

Thus, Metteyya Buddha relaxed.

A saint's calculations were never temporary.

So…

He could really do whatever he wanted because his choice was actually the choice of all the saints and teachers!

Chapter end