Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything-Chapter 699: Maitreya Cried!
About the battle between Good Corpse and Maitreya Buddha, Jiang Liu did not pay much attention, instead, he focused his mind and continued to fly with Zhuang Xueya towards the small island where Gaoyang was trapped.
If Good Corpse truly came to a critical moment, it would naturally send a video to himself.
At that time, he would just need to open the Severance of Corpses page and recall Good Corpse, simple and relaxed.
"Holy Monk, it's here..."
Soon, under the guidance of Zhuang Xueya, Jiang Liu arrived above a solitary island, whereupon, the two pressed down the clouds and descended.
"Where's Gaoyang? Take me to see her quickly!" After landing, Jiang Liu spoke to Zhuang Xueya.
"Holy Monk, follow me!" Zhuang Xueya nodded and quickly led the way ahead.
However, when Zhuang Xueya reached a platform on the solitary island, the whole person was like struck by lightning, standing there aghast.
Jiang Liu also looked towards the platform, his expression extremely ugly.
Jiang Liu could see a stone pillar on the platform, which was wrapped by several chains. He could see dense Buddhist Text on these chains, which clearly were meant for imprisoning the target.
It seemed likely that what Zhuang Xueya had said about Gaoyang being tied up here could be true.
But now, the stone pillar was empty, without a single person.
"Didn't you say Gaoyang was here?" Jiang Liu's face darkened, his eyes flickering with a cold light as he asked Zhuang Xueya.
Although he always felt there was something odd about this matter, Jiang Liu still harbored some hope deep in his heart, wishing to find Gaoyang's whereabouts here.
But now, Gaoyang was not here at all; this sense of disappointment made Jiang Liu somewhat enraged and ashamed.
"Ah..."
Hearing Jiang Liu's words, and seeing his dark expression, Zhuang Xueya's face also looked terrible. Faced with Jiang Liu's questioning, Zhuang Xueya pondered for a moment, then with a somewhat helpless look, he sighed deeply.
"Holy Monk, I indeed saw Princess Gaoyang here before, but now, Princess Gaoyang has disappeared!" Zhuang Xueya told Jiang Liu.
"Then tell me what to do now!" Jiang Liu's face was cold, his expression also looking bad as he stared at Zhuang Xueya and asked.
"I have said it before!"
Zhuang Xueya gritted his teeth slightly, then said, "If I have deceived the Holy Monk, then do as you will, kill or flay me; I will not resist if you think I have lied to you, then do it now!"
As his words fell, Zhuang Xueya closed his eyes, ready to accept Jiang Liu's punishment.
Seeing his stance, Jiang Liu's brow furrowed slightly, then he directly drew out the Fire Tip Spear.
"Since those are your own words, I will not be polite!"
Having drawn the Fire Tip Spear, Jiang Liu said coldly.
While speaking, he loosened his grip on the spear, thrusting it straight towards Zhuang Xueya's throat.
Zhuang Xueya felt a slight pain at his throat and his body trembled a little.
However, after waiting for a moment, the sensation of death did not come, which made Zhuang Xueya slightly puzzled.
He slowly opened his eyes.
He saw Jiang Liu's Fire Tip Spear in a thrusting position, its sharp point directly against Zhuang Xueya's throat, pressing down slightly, causing a drop of blood to appear.
With just a tiny bit more pressure, the Fire Tip Spear would have pierced Zhuang Xueya's throat.
The subtle pain in his throat almost instinctively made Zhuang Xueya want to lean back to dodge the Fire Tip Spear's attack.
Yet, Zhuang Xueya took a deep breath and forcefully calmed his pulsing heart, staring earnestly at Jiang Liu with no intention of dodging.
"What's the matter? Aren't you afraid of dying?" Seeing Zhuang Xueya's reaction, Jiang Liu held still with the Fire Tip Spear and asked.
"Afraid, if I were not afraid, why would I scheme for a cup of your blood?" Hearing Jiang Liu's words, Zhuang Xueya responded, his demeanor open and candid.
"Then why aren't you dodging!?" Zhuang Xueya's words made Jiang Liu silently nod inside, then he asked Zhuang Xueya once more.
"Because I made a promise that if the news about Princess Gaoyang was incorrect, kill or flay me, the decision is yours!" Zhuang Xueya continued, answering the question.
"Good, you do have some integrity!" Hearing Zhuang Xueya's words, Jiang Liu nodded, seemingly convinced by him.
If Zhuang Xueya was deliberately deceiving him? Jiang Liu really didn't believe it.
What good would deceiving him do for Zhuang Xueya?
His own cup of fresh blood would merely increase Zhuang Xueya's lifespan, it couldn't improve his cultivation, nor would it grant immortality.
Should he be killed, he would still be killed by Jiang Liu.
"So? Holy Monk, does that mean you're willing to spare me?" Seeing Jiang Liu nodding in approval and putting away the Fire Tip Spear, Zhuang Xueya was momentarily stunned and asked Jiang Liu in surprise.
Although he was happy that the Holy Monk seemed willing to spare him, Zhuang Xueya felt guilty almost at the same time.
"You're overthinking it; from now on, your life is mine. I'm not sparing you because I'm suddenly compassionate, but because I think your abilities can be of use to me!" Hearing Zhuang Xueya's surprised words, Jiang Liu responded.
"No!" However, upon hearing Jiang Liu's words, Zhuang Xueya shook his head and refused Jiang Liu's request.
"Having drunk a cup of your blood, Holy Monk, I gained about 5000 years of life. It's delightful that you spared my life, but if you ask me to atone, I can only offer you 5000 years!" Zhuang Xueya spoke, putting forth his own terms.
"Hmm, your lifespan has increased by 5000 years, so serving me for this same period as restitution seems reasonable!"
Jiang Liu didn't get angry with Zhuang Xueya's bargaining; instead, after pondering for a moment, he nodded in agreement.
…
Leaving aside the situation between Jiang Liu and Zhuang Xueya for now, the battle between Good Corpse and Maitreya Buddha had also reached a fever pitch.
Waves of sword qi, devastating as a tempest, slashed ferociously towards Maitreya Buddha.
Under Good Corpse's assault, Maitreya Buddha was forced to retreat step by step, and even fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Originally, Maitreya Buddha's strategy was simple: use stillness to counter the motion, withstand the enemy's attack.
Wait until his power had been largely depleted, then launch a counterattack.
By then, defeating the opponent would be effortless.
However, after such a prolonged battle and at least hundreds of sword strikes,
under these countless waves of sword qi, he had been pushed back a great distance, and his own power had significantly diminished, too.
In comparison, his opponent still seemed full of vigor.
Could it be? After such a lengthy period of attacking, his power hasn't diminished at all!?
Although wave after wave of sword qi had slashed towards him, the enemy remained fierce, which surprised Maitreya Buddha, but now was clearly not the time to ponder this.
After a brief contemplation, it was clear to Maitreya Buddha that continuing this passive approach would not greatly change the situation.
Thus, he decided it was time to change his strategy and launch a counteroffensive.
With this thought, Maitreya Buddha tossed his cymbals into the air and formed a spell with both hands.
The cymbals, confronting the wind, grew immensely large and pressed down towards Good Corpse.
Whoosh!
As the cymbals bore down, Good Corpse made no fancy moves; he simply swung his Absolute Immortal Sword and released another earth-shattering wave of sword qi towards the cymbals.
Back and forth, Good Corpse had only this single move – the swing of his sword.
And yet, he displayed the essence of "A single unique move can conquer the heavens" to perfection.
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No matter what kind of attack came at him, his response was a sword slash to cut it down!
Whether it was magic supernatural power or Dharma Treasure.
However, after the cymbals withstood several waves of Good Corpse's sword qi, taking the opportunity, Maitreya Buddha raised his hand.
A Coiling Dragon Staff appeared and pointed towards Good Corpse; Maitreya Buddha had launched a counterattack.
In terms of Dharma Treasure quality, Maitreya Buddha's treasures were comparable to Empress's.
However, when it came to cultivation level, Maitreya Buddha was two levels higher than the Empress.
Previously, when Jiang Liu battled Empress, he had barely managed to defeat her.
Today, facing the counterattack from Maitreya Buddha, the pressure on Good Corpse was naturally immense.
Initially, the situation seemed to favor Good Corpse, who was pressing Maitreya Buddha, but now, with Maitreya Buddha's counterattack, it was apparent that Maitreya Buddha was gaining the upper hand.
"Forget it, fighting up to here, there's no point to continue this battle!"
Overwhelmed by Maitreya Buddha's counterattack and facing an increasingly dire situation, Good Corpse sighed helplessly in his heart.
When choosing to stay, Good Corpse struck first!
And when deciding to leave, Good Corpse was just as decisive.
Ding dong dong!
Good Corpse opened the chat page with his close friend and initiated a video call with Jiang Liu.
As the video popped up, in merely a couple of seconds, Jiang Liu opened the Severance of Corpses page on the other side and proceeded with the recall of Good Corpse.
In Jiang Liu's eyes, the Good Corpse column in the Severance of Corpses page was empty, but upon the recall, it instantly returned.
Meanwhile, Maitreya Buddha, engaged in fierce combat, suddenly found that Good Corpse before him turned into a haze of illusion and vanished into thin air.
"Where is he!? Where did he go?"
"How exactly did he leave!?"
"Oh no! My Twenty-Four Sea Calming Pearls!"
Maitreya Buddha was stunned and burst into tears!
