The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

836-840

"Yeah! Emperor, don't you know that Lord Phoenix did a good job this time by cleansing the Sea of Blood?" The immortal was in awe, "I heard that there will be no evil spirits in the Sea of Blood within these 500 years. Now, this is considered the real alleviation of the world's sufferings."

The man's eyes narrowed even further. "She cleansed the Sea of Blood?"

He had been to the Four Evil Paths before, not to mention that he was born during the realm of chaos. Therefore, he was very familiar with the Sea of Blood.

Cleansing the Sea of Blood was not as easy as anybody would think.

The True Buddha was the only exception where he used his own body to cleanse the evil spirits back then.

He swore an oath, "As long as the Sea of Blood is not cleansed, I shall not become a Buddha." It was then he finally redeemed the evil spirits.

Beyond that, no one managed to truly cleanse the Sea of Blood, be it Tian Dao or Buddhism.

Even though he was capable of doing so, he did not know that Phoenix could do that as well.

He raised his eyes at the thought of this and his tone was even as he ordered, "Pass the message to Buddhism and bring Phoenix over."

"The message was delivered yesterday. Lord Phoenix said that she would not be coming over." The immoral replied in a low voice, "Perhaps she's preparing for the Buddha feast."

For a moment, the man's fingers halted, but he did not say anything else. After all, it was normal for her to be busier after coming back from Hell.

He did not put much thought into this at first.

Up until the third day when his invitation was sent again, all he got was another rejection.

The man went to Buddhism himself and asked Little Monk quietly, "Did something happen to your Lord?"

Little Monk shook his head as he blinked his round eyes. "Nothing, but my Lord has taken a liking to chant sutra under the Bodhi tree recently. She doesn't seem to go out so often anymore."

"Chant sutra under the Bodhi tree?" Repeating the words, the man's deep-set eyes turned colder and followed by a smile, "Can you ask your Lord when she is planning to dine at Tian Dao after she has done with her sutra chantings?"

Little Monk let out an exclamation. Sensing the change in the atmosphere, he hesitantly said, "Emperor, Lord Phoenix said that she will not be coming anymore."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Slowly, he curled his lips. It was a cold, rageful smile that seemed to be the reason behind those drifting clouds.

Little Monk was unable to explain further, but his greatest concern was the Emperor's wrath. Once the Emperor blows his top, things can go really bad.

The immortal tagging along behind the man had the same idea as well. Hurriedly, he brought the food box forward as he tried to ease the tension in the air. "Little Master, this is the vegetarian meal that the Emperor had specially asked someone to make for her. It is a supplement for her health. Since she's busy with her sutra chantings, it's better that we don't go and interrupt her. So please pass the message and don't let her starve."

"But my Lord doesn't even allow me to enter! And she has not eaten her vegetarian meal for days. She just locked herself in the forbidden land of Trayastrimsa heaven all this while. Other than watering the Bodhi tree, she did not speak to anyone else. Even for the Buddha feast two days ago, she..."

Before Little Monk finished his sentence, the Emperor had sent the vegetarian dishes flying and smashed onto the floor as he flicked his sleeves. There he was, standing straight with his robe dragging along the floor amid the clink and clatter. The wisp of dark fume swirling from his back was intimidating.