Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 178 I will die after the wind stops, but I will not lose before the wind stops (Seeking monthly votes)

"Zhang Zhiwei! Explain yourself clearly! What do you mean by 'an ancient demon wreaking havoc'?!"

Lu Jin, who was fully awakened by the Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage, and Zhang Zhiwei, who was radiating golden light, were surrounded by a group of Quanxing members lying around them. Zhang Zhiwei looked at the Quanxing members' faces, which resembled demons and monsters, and his expression turned extremely ugly. Lu Jin grabbed him by the collar and questioned him directly: "Why didn't you say so earlier! If you had said so earlier, I would have let those little ones like Linglong go back. Now you're telling me that a great demon is causing trouble on the mountain, are you trying to kill them?! Zhang Zhiwei, tell me, what exactly do you mean?!"

Lu Jin has lived this long, and the last time he fought a large-scale battle with Quanxing was when his mentor, Master Zuo, died, and the entire Sanyi sect was mobilized to hunt down Quanxing.

Back then, the level of Quanxing was completely different from that of Quanxing now. The Quanxing of that time were trained in extremely fierce battles. In comparison, the current Quanxing are like hothouse flowers. Apart from a few old ones, Lu Jin didn't take them seriously at all.

However, these little beasts, whom he had never taken seriously, actually forced him and Zhang Zhiwei to get serious. Although these little beasts were beaten half to death in an instant, it was still quite frightening.

Lu Jin was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at Zhang Zhiwei beside him, venting all his rage.

If he hadn't personally witnessed those Quanxing members all looking strange and like madmen, and hadn't grabbed this old man and asked him a question, this old man would probably still have been keeping him in the dark!

How dare they keep such a big thing from him! This time, Linglong had invited a whole bunch of juniors. If anything really happened to these kids, how would he explain it to their families in the future!

Just as Lu Jin was about to explode with anger, Zhang Zhiwei lowered his eyes, stroked his beard, and remained silent for a moment before slowly raising his eyes to look at him. He asked unhurriedly, "Do you remember what I told you the morning before last? I said that quite a few people from the company had already arrived, and you didn't need to bring Linglong and the others into this mess. What was your reply then?"

Lu Jin's angry expression froze, and her tone instantly softened: "Uh—I, I said let these kids practice, see the world, and see some blood."

"Do you remember the day before yesterday, when I told you that some deities had crossed the Shanhaiguan Pass, and that something unusual might happen at this Luotian Grand Ceremony? I told you to keep an eye on your younger generation, and if things got really bad, to send them down the mountain first. What did you say to me then?"

Zhang Zhiwei maintained his nonchalant tone, not even lifting his eyelids.

Lu Jin's face fell instantly, and she stammered, "I—I, I said with you here, what kind of trouble could possibly arise at this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony? At worst, the company will cover for us."

"Do you remember, yesterday—"

"Okay, okay! I know! Stop talking!"

Lu Jin's face turned bright red, and she hurriedly waved her hand to interrupt Zhang Zhiwei.

With each additional word the old man uttered, his confidence waned. The thought that others had reminded him three times, only to be ignored by him, made his face burn with embarrassment. His earlier anger vanished completely, and he dared not utter another word about it.

But you can't blame him. The world of supernatural beings has always been like this for so many years. Even the most extraordinary ones only came during the Jia Shen Rebellion when the Thirty-Six Thieves appeared and produced the Eight Extraordinary Techniques that were very strange.

Who could have imagined that at this age, with the country rising, technology advancing, and people living good lives, you would suddenly unleash a great demon and tell me to believe in science?

Before Lu Jin could figure it out, the swarm of Gu above his head suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the other side of the mountain like a madman. Then, a cloud of yellow sand swept in, and the entire Longhu Mountain trembled uncontrollably under the power of this natural disaster.

Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei looked up and saw two colossal figures churning the mountain path on one side, and a majestic howl piercing through the howling wind amidst the swirling yellow wind on the other. Both of them felt a mix of emotions. Lu Jin's mind went completely blank, as if it had just gone mad.

He had lived for nearly a hundred years, practiced for half his life, and cultivated his mindset for a lifetime. At this moment, it shattered completely, along with his worldview.

Just as Lu Jin was staring blankly at the yellow wind, a bead wrapped in sharp wind suddenly shot towards his face!

Lu Jin reacted extremely quickly, raising her hand and striking the bead away with a powerful palm strike. Zhang Zhiwei, standing beside her, didn't even lift his eyelids, casually extending two fingers and lightly catching the flying bead between his fingertips.

He glanced at the character "wind" engraved on the bead, then with a slight squeeze of his knuckles, crushed the bead to pieces, as if it were not a magical artifact but a glass bead.

"Hehe, Master Lu, Master Tiantong, I really didn't expect to run into two important figures like you on Longhu Mountain."

When the sneak attack failed, Wan Tao simply led a group of men out of the shadows and stood directly in front of the two men.

Faced with this obvious encirclement, Lu Jin's brows furrowed instantly, her face showing seriousness. However, Zhang Zhiwei beside her remained calm and composed, twirling his gray beard, completely disregarding the group of people in front of him.

"Old Celestial Master, I'm going up the mountain today for no other reason than to avenge the grudge from back then, and incidentally, to take some of Master Lu's Tongtian Talisman as interest."

If you know what's good for you, you'd better not get involved in this mess, otherwise—the position of Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain might really be taken over by someone else today.

Wan Tao felt completely refreshed and in high spirits. Ever since he helped the Holy Infant King refine the Five Elements Chariot, he had received tremendous benefits. Not only had he completely cured Han Dan'er's mental illness, but he had also received a magical treasure and supernatural power personally bestowed by the King.

Even now, he dares to completely disregard the old Celestial Master who stands at the pinnacle of the world of supernatural beings.

Now, he doesn't even need to respect the old Celestial Master.

Upon hearing Wan Tao's words, Lu Jin was stunned into silence, while the old celestial master laughed heartily and asked, "Wan Tao, what's wrong? Are you trying to kill me? Judging from your appearance, could it be that you have received help from the prince of the Yaksha Kingdom? It seems that the extraordinary phenomenon that reached the heavens just now was also the work of the Yaksha King, Red Boy."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically, and Wan Tao loudly questioned, "You—how did you know that?!"

"Huh? Red Boy? Isn't he the son of the Bull Demon King? How did he become the prince of the Yaksha Kingdom? Could it be—"

tear!!!"

"Old Lu, don't interrupt!"

After signaling Lu Jin to stop causing trouble, the old master turned his head and gave her a look, then looked down at Wan Tao and her group, and golden light suddenly spread out around him.

The pure and powerful golden light mantra, amidst the swirling yellow sands of Longhu Mountain, acted like a guiding light piercing through the chaos, preventing even the howling yellow wind from getting any closer to him.

"You bunch of little bastards, you've been sold out by those demon kings, and you're still helping them count their money."

The old celestial master's voice was not loud, but it pierced through the howling wind and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Do you know that besides Red Boy, there are several other demon kings on this mountain? Apart from the Yellow Wind Great Sage who just made his move, the rest of them all harbor the ambition to change the world and overturn the heavens and earth."

"You think this is just fighting and killing within our own circle of supernatural beings? You're wrong."

His tone suddenly turned serious, each word carrying immense weight.

"Now, whether we are extraordinary people or ordinary people from the foot of the mountain, we are all standing at the crossroads of history."

One wrong step, and we'll all face utter damnation. Even if those demon kings are powerful, can they really stand against the entire world?

"Even if they could truly overturn the world, what would become of it in the end? And what kind of peaceful end would you, who were used as pawns, possibly have?"

The old Celestial Master glanced at the Quanxing demons below, whose faces were troubled and whose eyes wavered, and sighed softly. He knew all too well that these people had never thought that far ahead, and saying anything more would be a waste of breath.

"Enough talk, Old Lu, let's get started!"

"good!"

Before the words were even finished, Lu Jin, who was standing back-to-back with the old Celestial Master, had already moved! He activated the Tongtian Talisman with all his might, his fingertips shimmering with light, and with a wave of his hand, he formed talismans in the air. The talismans spread out like a thunderstorm, carrying unparalleled power, and fiercely attacked the group of Quanxing demons.

The old Celestial Master suddenly activated the Golden Light Mantra to its maximum, transforming himself into a golden lightning bolt that tore through the yellow sand, carrying an unstoppable and invincible force as he charged straight into the Quanxing crowd.

Since the appearance of these demon kings was beyond his control, all he could do was ensure that these Quanxing thieves could not continue to cause trouble on Longhu Mountain.

As for what changes Longhu Mountain will experience, he doesn't know; he also doesn't know what the world will become in the future.

All he knew was that all he could do was to do his best to uphold the principles in his heart for the sake of morality and conscience, and he could only accept whatever the outcome might be.

This is the essence of doing one's best and leaving the rest to fate.

They accept their own destiny, and they accept the fate of the world.

"Master, let's go quickly!"

A sandstorm raged, blotting out the sky, and howling winds ripped rocks from the mountainside. Despite his right arm being bent at a right angle and cold sweat mingling with sand streaming down his forehead, Monk Baojing clung tightly to Master Jiekong's robe, pleading with him repeatedly.

Ke Jiekong remained unmoved, his fingertips holding the prayer beads hovering in mid-air. Despite the raging yellow sand blinding him, he kept his head up, his gaze fixed intently on that tall, upright figure.

Huang Feng at this moment was no longer the soft, fluffy little dumpling that had been curled up on Feng Baobao's head all day a few days ago, ready to be kneaded by anyone.

In the midst of the storm, he transformed into a humanoid rat demon as tall as three people, his black robes fluttering in the yellow sand, his arrogant and heroic spirit breaking through the wind.

Despite being a demon whom the world would avoid at all costs, he stood upright like a pine tree, looking more like a dignified person than the self-proclaimed Buddha Huangmei, upright and indomitable.

The black wind and bears that had just blocked their path were merely a way of repaying the favor they had done for discussing scriptures that night. After that, they never cared about their lives again, leaving the master and disciple to nearly perish in the aftershocks of the demon kings' battle.

If it weren't for the Yellow Wind Great Sage's intervention, they would probably have perished here today. Master Jiekong looked at the two colossal figures fighting fiercely for the throne of Mount Ling not far away, and then at the Yellow Wind Great Sage who stood in front of him and Baojing, using his Samadhi Divine Wind to withstand all the aftershocks of the battle. He felt an indescribable sense of irony.

The yellow-browed boy was originally a bell-ringing attendant under Maitreya Buddha, and the black-wind bear was a mountain-guarding deity personally appointed by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Both were considered to be legitimate Buddhist disciples, yet they lacked the compassion and enlightenment that Buddhism should possess. Despite their extraordinary supernatural powers, their actions and character were inferior to many ordinary monks and laypeople who diligently practiced in the world.

On the contrary, this yellow-haired weasel, who stole the pure oil from the Lingshan Glazed Lamp and was regarded as a demon by the Three Realms, is now able to stand up and shield the people of Longhu Mountain and the world from a catastrophic disaster. Perhaps this is why Bodhisattva Lingji was willing to take him as a disciple and guide him in his cultivation. In the heart of this Great Sage Yellow Wind, there has always been an undying kindness and a sense of righteousness etched into his bones.

No matter what sins he committed in the past, just for stepping forward to block the way today, in Master Jiekong's eyes, he is completely worthy of the title "Great Sage".

"Great Sage".

A solemn shout pierced through the howling yellow sand. Master Jiekong lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to that tall, upright figure.

Locke turned his head at the sound, his black robes fluttering in the swirling sandstorm. He glanced at Bao Jing, who was clutching her severed arm and looking pale, and at Jie Kong, who had a calm expression. He said in a deep voice, "Why aren't you leaving yet? Is it your bewitched disciple? Don't worry, I will definitely snatch him back from that old man Huang Mei. This place is extremely dangerous. You should all go down the mountain and leave immediately. Do not linger here."

Upon hearing this, Master Jiekong bowed deeply to the Great Sage Huangfeng once more, his monk's robe sweeping across the sand-covered ground. His words were earnest, carrying the most solemn prayer of Buddhism: "Great Sage, for the sake of all living beings, do not lose."

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Yellow Wind suddenly threw his head back and burst into a hearty laugh. The laughter pierced through the howling wind and spread throughout the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain, even causing the yellow sand in the sky to tremble.

He raised his hand and grasped the three-pronged steel fork at his side, recounting, word by word, the words he had spoken with Zhang Zhiwei the previous night: "Hahaha! Look, all of you! This yellow wind sweeping across the sky is me, I am this yellow wind that engulfs the heavens and earth! The day the wind stops will be the day I die!"

His tone abruptly shifted, his voice now filled with unwavering resolve, causing the surrounding wind blades to pause for a moment: "But until the wind stops, I, Huang Feng, will never lose!"

Having said that, he slammed his three-pronged steel fork into the ground, cracking the earth and sending rubble and sand flying into the sky. The sharp edges of the forks pointed directly at Yellow Eyebrows and Black Wind not far away, and he let out a thunderous roar that echoed through the heavens: "Come! You two bastards, fight me!"

Seeing his blatant provocation, Black Wind Bear and Yellow-Eyebrowed Old Man instantly flew into a rage and shouted at him fiercely.

Black Wind's towering body stomped forward, shaking the mountains and earth. His eyes, as large as copper bells, were filled with rage as he roared, "Yellow Wind! You oil-stealing rat, how dare you be so insolent in front of your Grandpa Black Wind! Who do you think you are, some kind of Great Sage? Have you forgotten that even the real Great Sage Equaling Heaven died at our hands? Do you want to follow that dead man and wade into these muddy waters?!"

Huang Mei, however, was fiddling with his prayer beads, a hypocritical smile tugging at his fat face. He spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Like a rat stealing oil climbing a lampstand, someone must have secretly built a ladder for it. Huang Feng, oh Huang Feng, your personality has changed so drastically. You must have received help from others. I see you have an affinity with Buddhism. Why not let go of your obsessions and turn back to the right path? Once I've secured my position as Buddha on Mount Ling, I'll bestow upon you the title of Huang Feng Bodhisattva, allowing you to enjoy the incense offerings of the mortal world. Wouldn't that be a hundred times better than you throwing your life away here?"

Faced with the two's angry and enticement-like shouts, Huang Feng merely let out a cold snort, his eyes flashing with a chilling light, and roared, "Shut up!"

Before his shout had even finished, the Samadhi Divine Wind around him suddenly surged and expanded, his figure rising up against the backdrop of the swirling yellow sand, growing more than tenfold in an instant, transforming into a colossal being that stood tall and imposing.

Wielding a three-pronged steel fork, and accompanied by a devastating gust of wind, he charged fiercely towards the two demon kings, Yellow Eyebrow and Black Wind, and they instantly clashed.

The sandstorm raged across Longhu Mountain, obscuring the prying eyes from beyond space. Apart from those within Longhu Mountain, no one knew what was happening.

A strange electromagnetic force, carried by Huang Feng, blocked all signals, preventing even Gao Erzhuang from approaching Longhu Mountain. Zhao Fangxu stared at the monitor screen, now completely covered in static, and after a moment's thought, made up his mind. He said to Su Dong beside him, "Xiao Su, you're an ordinary person, you stay here. You Long, you take a team, let's go!"

Bi Youlong: "Okay!"

At this moment, apart from the Quanxing demons who had completely turned into yakshas and lost their minds, all the other strange people who were fighting on Longhu Mountain stopped fighting at the same time.

All eyes were fixed on the three colossal figures standing tall between the mountains and valleys. The Black Wind Bear, a hundred feet tall, stood like a black iron tower. The Yellow-Eyebrowed Buddha, as fat as a mountain, held a golden cymbal and glared angrily. Opposite the two, the colossal figure transformed from the Yellow Wind Great Sage was in no way inferior. His black robes fluttered in the divine wind, and the three steel forks in his hands reflected the sunlight, their cold light piercing the sky.

The Samadhi Divine Wind, sweeping across heaven and earth, forcefully dyed the sunlight in the sky a blazing golden yellow.

Under the dazzling yellow light, the Great Sage Huangfeng fought against two opponents, and instead of showing any signs of weakness, he fought with increasing courage and gained a firm upper hand!

The divine wind, hailed as the strongest in the Three Realms, swept past, severing the black fur of the Black Wind Bear, which was as hard as refined steel. Countless fine cuts instantly appeared on its thick hide, and its mountain-shaking brute force was reduced by more than a quarter of its strength. Even the usually arrogant Yellow-Eyebrowed Old Man, without the support of the Human Seed Bag, had his golden cymbals vibrating in the wind, and his Buddhist light was torn to pieces. Most of his heaven-reaching supernatural powers were forcibly suppressed.

With a single gust of wind, two demons were subdued, demonstrating the supreme power of this Samadhi Divine Wind that shook the Three Realms!

Zhang Chulan gazed at the towering figure standing against two opponents amidst the swirling yellow wind, a smile unconsciously curving his lips. In his heart, he silently recited, word by word: "Your Majesty, let everyone on Longhu Mountain, and everyone in the world, take a good look. Look at you now, look at the extraordinary you who has been transformed. You are no longer that Yellow Wind Monster."

"You are now the Yellow Wind Great Sage!"

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