The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  Chapter 811 - The Beginning Of His Highness And Wei Wei's Relationship

  Phoenix sat with her legs crossed as she massaged her temple. Her blood-stained cassock trailed behind her while her soft black hair cascaded down her back. Surrounded by faint fragrance of sandalwood, she rose to her feet.

  A little monk stood before her and spoke hesitantly, "Lord Phoenix, you're certainly a fierce person." It's better for you to be less zealous. You should attend the banquet as it's necessary to stop the gossip and turmoil. Most importantly, you're disrespecting Tian Dao if you refuse to attend the banquet. If you upset the Buddha, you'll be punished and ordered to chant the sutra again.

  Do you really think that you're good at chanting the sutra?

  Why do you have to force the little monks to listen to you every time you recite the sutra?

  Can you be more considerate to them?

  They're on their way to become Buddhas!

  They're going to be Buddha!

  They're going to be Buddha!

  This is so important that it has to be repeated thrice!

  "Of course I can attend the banquet." Phoenix stared at the little boy in front of her who was pretending to be composed but was, in fact, overwhelmed by his emotions. Then, she sneered before she continued, "Reduce my confinement by two days."

  The little monk shook his hand. "We've to follow Buddha's order."

  "I hate to be immured." Phoenix's tone turned bitter.

  The little monk chanted Amitabha before he explained, "That's why Buddha instructed us to keep you under surveillance. Why are you so reluctant to tell us what happened in the magical realm? Why wouldn't you explain how you got hurt, or describe what kind of people you encountered there? It's only sensible for Buddha to lock you up for three days. Yet, you request for the punishment to be reduced by two days. You're being insatiate. Buddha said that…"

  "What did Buddha say?" Phoenix stood up before she began to comb her long hair with her fingers. "You definitely have the potential to be a Buddha."

  The little monk's eyes widened as he asked expectantly, "Really?"

  "Of course. It's such a waste if a loquacious person like you doesn't chant sutra." Phoenix reached out to gently rub the little monk's bald head. "Fine. I'll attend the banquet. But first, bring me the mythical water that I took from Tian Dao."

  The adorable little monk nodded before he asked again, "Are you going to water your plant? It's too lavish to water one sole Bodhi tree with the mythical water. I heard that the mythical water from Tian Dao should be used to nourish the golden lotus. The Bodhi tree can survive even without water. Furthermore, someone told me that the golden lotus has turned into a human yesterday. The lady has also successfully cultivated into a Buddha. The enchanting lady is going to attend the banquet as well."

  "Is Buddhism trying to bewitch the emperor with a beauty?" Phoenix rested her hands behind her head before she put on a nonchalant smile as though she was completely unconcerned by the issue.

  The little monk followed behind her obediently, "That's not true. According to Yue Lao, there's something called the affection in the mortal world. It's really wonderful."

  "You should tell Yue Lao that this is more precisely a matchmaking." Phoenix received the mythical water from the little monk before she painted a faint grin over her lips. "The man will meet the woman for a meal. As long as they are mutually interested, they will be immediately sent into a private room. Do you understand?"

  The little monk was puzzled, "Then… then…"

  "Nevertheless, you're still too young to join a matchmaking…"

  Little did Phoenix know that someone was watching her as she spoke too.

  She overheard someone else's conversation.

  Similarly, another person was eavesdropping on her as well.

  "Emperor…" The Buddhist novice, who was leading the way, put on an awkward smile. He had always known about Lord Phoenix's persona and her forthright speech. However, she was seldom seen in public. Therefore, she had yet to create any trouble to date.

  Then… The Buddhist novice lifted his gaze to look at the emperor, who was wearing a half smile, before he nervously explained, "Emperor, please don't misunderstand."

  "Misunderstand?" the man spoke. His body was covered by a pure white gown that appeared as if it was made of thousands of layers of petals. Meanwhile, his long hair fell gracefully on his gown like a waterfall. The scene was as beautiful as the loti that silently blossomed on the tranquil water at night. "What's the misunderstanding you're talking about? Buddhism intends to gift a woman to me? They want to match me up with the woman?"

  The novice was fl.u.s.tered. He did not want to learn about matchmaking anymore!

  "Let's go. I'm curious about what the members of Buddhism will say at the banquet." The man chuckled once again. He still carried the bloodthirstiness he brought back from the hell of Six Dao.

  The Buddhist novice dared not utter a word as he quietly stared at the man from behind. Meanwhile, innumerable light spots were dancing around the man before they eventually transformed into a magnificent icy mountain range. At this moment, he felt as though everything was going to collapse on him.

  This was the most offensive thing to do to the tens of thousands of Buddhas.

  "Emperor, please." The Buddhist novice lowered his head as he wiped off the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

  He thought to himself, what will happen when they meet at the banquet?

  They represent Tian Dao and Buddhism respectively and the two parties have never been on good terms.

  If they begin to fight right after they see each other...

  The novice was too afraid to picture the scene. As he continued forward quietly, he could not help but turn to look at the Bodhi tree.

  Phoenix was watering the tree. She had become one of the Buddhas because she had saved thousands of damned souls and killed uncountable numbers of devils.

  Therefore, the Buddhas rarely spoke to Phoenix, neither did they have the audacity to tattle about her. At the very least, no one from Buddhism dared challenge her directly.

  Phoenix had always been alone since she was young, having no friends. Everyday, she would kneel before the Buddha and chant sutra. She was usually very quiet when she was not sent on a mission.

  Just like what the others told her she should not waste the mythical water.

  Upon hearing this, the little Phoenix leaned on the Bodhi tree and smiled. "I'm not wasting my mythical water. Despite its beauty, there are plenty of golden loti around. Meanwhile, this is the one and only Bodhi tree in this mountain."

  That was how the Bodhi tree got its name — Jing Wushuang1.

  From then onward, Phoenix began to water and nourish the Bodhi tree relentlessly.

  Now, Phoenix had grown into an a.d.u.l.t. However, the Bodhi tree had yet to gain its six senses, not to mention to turn into a human.

  "Lord Phoenix, I learned from Honored Sir that Bodhi tree will never transform into a human." The little monk carried Phoenix's vase in his arms as he continued, "They will remain as plants no matter how much mythical water you pour on them."

  Phoenix smiled as she straightened up. "It's not right to say that he cannot transform into a human. He's always been helping others in becoming Buddhas and he has earned a great merit from this."

  "Wait a minute. Did Lord Phoenix figure this out on your own?" The little monk stared at Phoenix with his big round eyes, resembling a lovable baby animal.

  Phoenix lifted her brows as she answered, "Nonetheless, my Wushuang will turn into a human, and later a Buddha in the future. This mythical water is mine anyway. No one can comment on the way I utilize it. Anyone who covets the mythical water shall fight with Tian Dao and earn their own mythical water."

  "You're too potent. Not everybody likes to fight." The little monk trotted behind Phoenix with the scriptures in his arms, "Lord Phoenix, please remember to stay quiet during the banquet and don't fight with the emperor. We are all rel
igious Buddhist and we should never resort to violence. Moreover, the emperor is here for..."

  "He's here for the matchmaking. I know. I'll stand at the side like a mute. However, I can't promise that I'll not fight back if he attacks me." Then, Phoenix proceeded to ascend to the boundless sea of clouds.

  Jing Wushuang is originated from a made-up phrase by the author that signifies "one and only".

  Chapter 812 - They Fought

  Knowing that Lord Phoenix would not listen to him, the little monk decided to prepare more vegetarian dishes for Lord Phoenix during the banquet, hoping that the delicious food could curb her temper.

  According to the initial plan, they were supposed to serve two dishes during the banquet. However, when the day arrived, eight dishes, with an extra plate of peaches, were placed on the table before Phoenix.

  The banquet started as the Light of Buddha lit up the place.

  Beautiful flowers blossomed in every corner of the Xumi Mountain as if it was paving a path for a special person.

  At the Hall of Great Strength, tittle-tattle filled the atmosphere.

  The subject of their whispers was none other than the emperor who was sitting on the main seat.

  The handsome emperor carried a graceful and bewitching aura.

  However, innumerable demons were riding on the emperor's back, swamping the Buddhist banquet with a chilling demonic aura.

  Is he here for the food?

  He's obviously here to challenge us!

  He's trying to bully us, the monks, thinking that we've never learned about the social expressions.

  But, we're not as senseless as you think!

  We're at the Hall of Great Strength, the most sacred place in Buddhism. No demon has ever stepped foot into this place!

  The emperor greeted them with a compliment when he entered the hall.

  It was a solid compliment!

  More precisely, he told the monks, "I genuinely respect your acceptance toward the Six Dao and your effort to save all livings from their sufferings."

  As a reply, they chanted Amitabha politely before they said, "This is what we, as Buddhists, are supposed to do."

  However, much to their surprise, the man continued, "If that's the case, it shouldn't be a problem for me to bring them along, right?"

  Immediately, uncountable shadows of the demons appeared behind him.

  The atmosphere was abruptly overwhelmed by eerie wickedness.

  The man put on a faint grin before he added, "After all, they hailed from Six Dao too."

  The monks were fl.u.s.tered as they could not argue with him!

  The emperor was rather brazen as he did not even give them the chance to reject his request!

  "Honored Sir, Lord Phoenix is here," the Buddhist novice informed his master with a muffled tone. Nevertheless, it required a great amount of courage for him to speak under such a stressful environment.

  The Honored Sir began to turn the prayer beads in his hand as he raised his other hand in front of his c.h.e.s.t. He chanted Amitabha before he spoke, "Bring Phoenix in."

  "Yes." The novice left the room.

  Before long, a lady, with black ankle-length hair, ascended the stairs of cloud. A lotus bloomed at each step she made.

  Unlike the other Buddhas, Phoenix was wearing a blood-red cloak on top of her pure white cassock. Under the Light of Buddha, her gown and her long hair fluttered in the wind, resembling the meteors that struck through the sky. Merely standing still, she outshone the Light of Buddha.

  The man, who was sitting at the hall, rested his chin on his slim and long fingers before he nonchalantly changed his position.

  Phoenix sensed that something was wrong when she entered the hall.

  When she lifted her head to gaze at the main seat in the hall, she found the source of the lingering blood scent almost instantly.

  However, only a handful of them were audacious enough to visit the Xumi Mountain.

  Besides this man, there was almost no one who was gutsy enough to sit in front of these demons.

  Owing to the blinding Light of Buddha, she was not able to see the face of the man.

  But, this did not contain her urge to fight the man.

  With her head tilted, Phoenix smiled gently. Before anyone could react, she turned the praying beads on her wrist into an exquisite machete under the Light of Buddha.

  She struck an attack with the machete, like the shooting stars that raced across the sky which was lit up by the Light of Buddha, aiming at the man on the main seat.

  All the deities and Buddhas from both Tian Dao and Buddhism were appalled as they gazed at the man with their widened eyes. "Emperor!"

  Emperor? Phoenix furrowed her beautiful brows. Meanwhile, the blade of the machete stopped at five centimeters before the emperor's c.h.e.s.t.

  Surprisingly, the man was not intimidated by the machete. He crossed his long legs before he gently lifted his brow and stared at her. He did not have the intention to dodge the attack as though he was completely unbothered by it. All the while, his pretty eyes remained tranquil.

  The Buddhas were astonished when the virtuous aura was quickly dismissed.

  The machete was transformed from Phoenix's praying beads. It was impossible for a commoner to break it.

  The emperor is so...

  "I'm sorry that I failed to control my strength." In spite of his words, he did not sound apologetic at all. "But, I didn't expect to be greeted with a knife. Is that how the Buddhists welcome their guests?"

  The man grinned as he spoke. No one had seen such an indescribably enchanting and graceful smile.

  The hand that was holding Helian Wei Wei's waist was firm and strong. With the metallic blood scent lingering in the air, he stared at Phoenix with his cold eyes. From the side, his chiseled face was exceptionally gorgeous.

  The empty hall was buried by dead silence. No one spoke or move.

  The little monk, who was following Phoenix, finally arrived. He witnessed the scene with his mouth agape as he massaged his aching bald head. He felt bad for not being able to stop Lord Phoenix on time.

  Does Lord Phoenix hate the emperor so much?

  Lord, you're overzealous!

  Did you attack him because he's not happy with your fierceness, or because he's better than you?

  That's not what a Buddhist do!

  Amitabha!

  In actual fact, the little monk had misunderstood Phoenix.

  The demons were Phoenix's target. She was used to killing the demons and that was her instinctive reaction.

  She did not expect that the emperor was the one who brought the demons into Buddhism.

  Indeed, Phoenix had met the emperor before. She only failed to identify him because of the dark environment.

  For many years, rumor said that Phoenix and the emperor were adversaries.

  They merely ran into each other a few times and saw one another from afar.

  He was present during her previous assignment to kill the demons.

  Tian Dao was better than Buddhism as their members were allowed to go anywhere they wanted to.

  However, she wondered if she had unintentionally offended him when she was injured by him in the arm.

  In his defence, he did not recognize her as well. Only when the moonlight shone on her, he raised his brows and asked, "It's you?"

  It was strange because he sounded as if he was caught cheating on his partner.

  However, she did not engage in a conversation with him. They had always been nothing more than acquaintances. Moreover, he did not hurt her deliberately.

  She nodded out of courtesy before she captured the demons and returned to Buddhism.

  Then, their subsequent meeting happened at the banquet.

  He seemed to be less amicable than Phoenix.

  Despite his aloofness, the indifferent Phoenix smiled.

  After all, she did not like him much either...

  Chapter 813 - The Starting Prelude

  Retracting her out
stretched arm, Phoenix swung her wide sleeves and soon the broken scythe appeared in her palm in one piece. It then transformed into prayer beads and circled around her wrist.

  Seeing that she no longer had the intention to continue the fight, Little Monk heaved a sigh of relief.

  It was then he heard her speaking as she smiled with a slight twitch in her eyes, "I didn't expect people from Tian Dao to bring along demons when attending the Buddhism feast. Why, is Tian Dao short of money recently?"

  Upon hearing Phoenix's words, the man lifted his apathetic eyes to meet hers.

  This was nothing but a typical eyeball-to-eyeball confrontation.

  All the Gods and Buddhas felt like they could hear the crackling sound of flickering flames.

  Honored Sir coughed lightly.

  Little Monk quickly stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Phoenix's robe, "My lord, you will be grounded. You don't want it to happen again, right?"

  Phoenix glanced down at the little one and touched his head with a smile, "Where's my food?"

  "It's ready." Little Monk lowered his voice, "The table with the most food is yours."

  As if he feared that the Emperor might hear it, he spoke with all his strength on his fingertips.

  Phoenix raised her eyebrows, "Alright, got it. Eat more and fight less, right? Just take me there now."

  Honored Sir in his cassock explained on behalf of Phoenix as he watched her walking to her seat, "Phoenix always behaves like this whenever she sees monsters. Sorry to have startled you, Emperor"

  The man curled his thin lips into a smile, " What a beautiful blade! Too bad it's in Buddhism."

  "Amitabha, are you talking about that scythe, Your Highness?" Honored Sir laughed, "Emperor, if you like it you can take some prayer beads back and refine them for a hundred days to get the blade."