NOVPUBXu Zimei chuckled lightly and said, "I’ve suddenly thought of a method.
Why should I take you with me when I could just snatch that bone relic?"
Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Da Zhi the monk was stunned.
Then, with a light chuckle, he said, "Donor indeed is extraordinary, but that bone relic is spirited, left behind by our patriarch.
Even if you were to snatch it, you wouldn’t be able to use it."
Xu Zimei frowned slightly and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"Donor need not be alarmed, I am only here to assist you," Da Zhi the monk said with a smile.
"But why do you want to help me?" Xu Zimei continued to ask.
"It is your guidance, donor, I am merely following it," Da Zhi the monk replied.
Xu Zimei pondered, realizing that if this person could help him find the Nirvana Beads, it was naturally a good thing.
Otherwise, he might not be able to return to Red Dust Palace before the Tianwu Convention.
Moreover, he only knew that the Nirvana Beads had been taken in, but wasn’t too clear on who exactly had them.
It was just Da Zhi the monk’s appearance that he couldn’t understand, hence he remained vigilant.
"Alright, then come with me," Xu Zimei spoke up.
No matter what this fellow’s ultimate goal was, it was simply a matter of countering soldiers with generals, and water with earth.
Da Zhi the monk smiled and nodded, following by Xu Zimei’s side.
...…
The sky gradually brightened.
The thick snow in the sky appeared to have a sign of clearing.
Xu Zimei and Da Zhi the monk walked together toward Tianyu Mountain.
"Where do you come from?" Xu Zimei asked.
"I am a Taoist from the Pufa Cult, not a monk," Da Zhi the monk clarified.
"However, if donor wishes to call me a monk, then so be it.
A name is merely a label, the myriad forms of life, all are acceptable, all are acceptable."
"Pufa Cult?" Xu Zimei frowned slightly.
"He had indeed never heard of this power."
"We are not very renowned, it’s normal for donor not to have heard of us," Da Zhi the monk said with a smile.
"But I have admired the True Martial Holy Sect for a long time."
"Hehe," Xu Zimei laughed, not intending to delve deeper.
What he needed to know, he would eventually find out.
Tianyu Mountain is located to the north of Yellow City; it is a snowy mountain.
Even on the hottest summer days, it is still covered in white snow and the temperature remains frosty.
Now in the middle of winter, the falling snow accumulates, forming a thick blanket over the mountain peaks.
The road up the mountain is filled with ice sculptures.
These sculptures are lifelike, depicting humans, Monster Beasts, and plants.
They stand on either side of the road, their meaning unknown, and the sculptor anonymous.
They are nothing more than ordinary sculptures.
Yet, oddly enough, after being shattered, they would somehow reform after a period of time.
The snow mountain looms high, with vast flakes fluttering down.
Xu Zimei and Da Zhi the monk ascended into the snow mountain.
The two, amidst the endless drifting snow, appeared exceptionally small.
"Does donor have any knowledge of the origins of Tianyu Mountain?" Da Zhi the monk asked with a smile.
"I don’t know, nor do I care to know," Xu Zimei shook his head in response.
"With the command to chase with light cavalry, great snow fills the bow and blade." Da Zhi the monk quietly recited.
He chuckled and said, "Since childhood, I have followed my master as we journeyed across various mountains and rivers on the Yuan Central Continent.
I know quite a bit about many things. If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me."
"Monk, can you divine the will of the heavens?" Xu Zimei suddenly looked up and asked.
Da Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head and smiled, "I can’t, but my master can."
As they continued walking, they abruptly heard a clash of fighting up ahead.
Looking up the mountain path, they saw a group of people engaged in battle on the snowy mountain.
Upon closer inspection, they realized that a group of people was surrounding and attacking a young man.
As the two of them approached, the assailants stopped their assault upon seeing them.
They looked at Xu Zimei and his companion with some wariness.
"What business brings you two here?" the leader in the purple robe asked indifferently.
"The road splits under the sky, each to their own path. Why should we have to tell you what we are doing?" Xu Zimei responded.
"Tianyu Mountain has been sealed off, so I’m curious as to what you two are still doing here," said the purple-robed man.
"Sealed off?" Xu Zimei frowned slightly.
Da Zhi glanced at the young man who was being pursued.
The youth had been driven to the edge of the snowy mountain path and appeared quite bedraggled.
His yellow robe was tattered in several places. He was covered in dirt and grime, but his eyes were bright, pitch-black, and full of spiritual energy.
"Why do you all surround and attack this young man, who is just at the cusp of adulthood?" Da Zhi questioned aloud.
"Whether you two are entering the mountain or whatever else, we don’t care. We just advise you both not to meddle in idle matters," the leader in the purple robe warned, with a fierce glint in his eye as he glanced at Da Zhi.
"Without any kinship or cause, I have no intention of poking my nose into others’ affairs," Xu Zimei replied calmly.
"Why would you not save a life when you see one perishing?" Da Zhi looked at Xu Zimei and inquired.
"Why should I save him?" Xu Zimei countered.
"In the future, you could become a Heavenly Being, and should not all who are Heavenly Beings possess a heart of kindness?" Da Zhi responded.
"By accumulating acts of kindness, you would ultimately receive karmic retribution that reflects back upon you."
"I’m not accustomed to that habit. If you want to save him, go ahead," Xu Zimei said, waving his hand dismissively.
"One should save the right person," Da Zhi turned to ask,
"You still have not answered my previous question, as to why you want to kill this young man just coming of age."
"Why all this pointless chatter," the leader in the purple robe grew impatient.
He charged directly toward Da Zhi.
"The Dao is boundless," Da Zhi gave a one-handed salute.
In the next moment, an immensely powerful force erupted from within him.
This force seemed endless, as if containing the principles of the Great Dao.
As the power emanated, Da Zhi’s robes floated around him, his gaze commanding and formidable without anger.
He effectively suppressed the group in their place, rendering them unable to move.
"Perhaps you should answer my question," Da Zhi suggested.
The group in purple robes had their expressions drastically change, struggling incessantly, but the relentless force was like quicksand, trapping them completely.
"My mother has fallen seriously ill. I came to gather medicine for her," a weak voice suddenly came from the side.
Previously pursued, the young man spoke up, "On Tianyu Mountain, there’s a Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus that can cure my mother’s disease.
I don’t know why they want to kill me."
Da Zhi turned to look at the group in purple robes.
"Let me go, we won’t kill him anymore," the leader in the purple robe quickly pleaded.
"You have still not answered my question," Da Zhi lightly shook his head.
Unseen by all, a streak of sword light passed, and the heads of several purple-robed men had already fallen.
"He is of the direct lineage of the Huang Family. We were following the orders of the Huang Family’s eldest young master to kill him," the leader in the purple robe shouted out in haste.
Upon hearing the words of the man in the purple robe, Da Zhi slightly furrowed his brow.
