The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  The chatter and laughter of the crowd of gods and fairies were still ongoing from afar. Amid the billowing clouds, every corner that her eyes had landed on was a heavenly sight to behold.

  Once again, Phoenix saw that witch who had just ascended to godhood. She smiled and trudged her way back to Buddhism without another word.

  Nothing had changed in the Trayastrimsa heaven.

  Little Monk ran forward and asked where Phoenix had been. He kept on nagging along the way.

  There was no time for Phoenix to shed her tears since the matter of cleansing the Sea of Blood must not be delayed.

  Little Monk trailed behind her and spoke in a low voice, "My Lord, Venerable had been looking for you twice. He was asking when you are going to Hell."

  Phoenix stretched her hand out to water the Bodhi tree with no intention to pause at all, "I'll go once I finish watering."

  "The Emperor had also sent someone to deliver your favorite Osmanthus cake besides asking what vegetarian meal you would like to have tonight." Little Monk lifted the mythical water with all his might. "The Emperor has no idea that you're going to Hell yet, right?"

  Phoenix did not bother to answer any of his questions. She hunkered down under the Bodhi tree and watered it quietly. Her face betrayed no emotion.

  Little Monk had a nagging suspicion that Lord Phoenix had not heard a word he said.

  Just as Little Monk was about to repeat his words, Phoenix finally replied in a flat tone, "I'm not going over to eat."

  What does she mean by 'not going over to eat'? Is she not going there anymore?

  A hint of confusion was written all over Little Monk's face. Before he managed to figure it out, Phoenix rose to her feet and had her waist-length hair carelessly tied up. It was then the prayer beads wrapped around her wrist turned into a scythe, radiating a threatening vibe. It gave a perfect reflection of her cassock, daunting and vigorous like a raging fire.

  Phoenix was undoubtedly beautiful. Her hair was like a cascading waterfall with her snowy white robes spreading out like a water lily in bloom for thousands of years. Deep in her eyes was the flowing elegance and grace, ill.u.s.trating her unparalleled beauty in the world.

  Such a face was not befitting a Buddhism practitioner as it attracted too much attention.

  However, Phoenix continued to exist as such that she would never abandon her scythe despite being terribly wounded. The same went for her back that would never bend to others' will.

  The stench of rotten flesh permeated the air in the expanse of Hell's Sea of Blood. All magical beings were howling within the sea regardless of the approaching Light of Buddha.

  Phoenix stood suspended in the air as the hostile ghosts surrounded her. The large yet magnificent scythe was chiming in the wild wind.

  Even so, those slimy evil spirits who liked to take advantage of others could still sense that something was wrong with her.

  "Haha, how dare you come and cleanse the Sea of Blood with such a weak Light of Buddha?"

  "The Phoenix of Buddhism is nothing compared to us!"

  With the spirits sneering at her, the reeking foul stench of the turbulent Sea of Blood kept on emanating from all directions. Swarm of monsters and spirits came charging at her unceasingly.

  "As a Buddhism practitioner, the detachment from worldly d.e.s.i.r.es is being valued the most and you, the so-called Immortal Phoenix has in fact fallen for someone. So what makes you think that you can still cleanse the Sea of Blood?"

  "Today shall mark as your time of death!"

  The hostile ghosts sprang and clung onto Phoenix's leg as they tried to invade her physical body.

  Soon, the weak Light of Buddha was being engulfed bit by bit.

  Just as the hostile ghosts were about to rip Phoenix's throat out using their mouth, Phoenix suddenly stopped in the middle of the air as she jabbed the scythe into her left shoulder.

  The Phoenix blood could exterminate all sins, just like the Ninth Heaven's flame!

  The evil spirits widened their eyes in bewilderment. They watched silently as she stood in the sky with her feet landed on the turbulent Sea of Blood. Reaching her hand out, she slowly drew out a bloody bone from her body. The bone was then transformed into a sword in her hand and her fair, jade-like fingers were stained with blood shimmering in gold.

  In the next second, she leaned forward and with one swing, she nailed the evil spirits within the Sea of Blood!

  "She drew out her Dharma Bone!" The evil spirits exclaimed in shock.

  The tsunami being triggered by this enormous earthquake had darkened the sky. The evil spirits all howled in horror as they tried to flee for their lives.

  Phoenix remained indifferent. Drenching in blood, her five fingers split apart. Like an iceberg that had endured waves for thousands of years, she blew those top-tier evil spirits into pieces as they exploded like spectacular bloody fireworks that went on for miles!

  Her hand was still holding onto the curved bone as blood trailed down her fingers. The golden Light of Buddha emitted from the Phoenix bone suddenly sliced through the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, which then completely enshrouded the Four Evil Paths under the endless Sound of Buddha.

  From now on, there would be no Sea of Blood in Hell!

  After the massacre, Phoenix kept her scythe. With her right hand supporting her shoulder, she limped her way back to Buddhism.

  Little Monk had never seen Phoenix in such a disheveled condition before as she would return triumphantly from every fight she was involved in.

  However this time, even her hair was stained with blood. She looked like she was about to collapse in another step.

  Nonetheless, she kept a faint smile and held herself ramrod straight.

  Thus, Phoenix could only wait outside.

  The best place would be under the Bodhi tree.

  Only there, nobody would loathe her for being sinful.

  Phoenix leaned against the tree tiredly, the searing pain after the extraction of her Dharma Bone caused her to exhale deeply.

  "It's okay, Wushuang. The pain won't last."

  Yes, the pain won't last.

  Slowly, Phoenix closed her eyes. Up in the Trayastrimsa heaven above the Six Paths, she was somehow like an exhausted bird coming back to its nest. She shut her eyes and slept through the entire afternoon.

  She was rejected by Buddhism as her body was drenched in blood.

  Therefore, she had no choice but to use such an ineffective way to heal her wounds.

  That day, the wind that blew across the Bodhi tree was warm.

  The Bodhi tree learned to feel something new as blood seeped into its root.

  It was a feeling called heartache.

  Phoenix's Buddhist aura was getting weaker, it was so weak that he started to worry about her.

  In spite of that, he could only be a Bodhi tree, watching everything unfold before him.

  Many years later at the Trayastrimsa heaven, the True Buddha was converted.

  Bodhi took a step after another and knelt all the way up the 9000 stairs in the heavy snow.

  Buddha asked Bodhi, "What do you wish for?"

  "May she be blessed with good health and peace with no worries for eternity." These were the only words that he said after gaining his human form.

  The cleansing this time was different from the time when the Emperor went to Hell.

  There would be no evil spirits in the Sea of Blood within these 500 years.

  Buddhism would certainly need to celebrate.

  The celebration was for the sake of the merits of delivering all living creatures from torment. Most importantly, it was to celebrate Buddhism's victory over Tian Dao.

  Meanwhile, the Emperor frowned right once he heard of the news. "Phoenix went to the Sea of Blood?"

  Chapter 836 - Phoenix Wanted To Break Up

  "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 spirit
s 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.

  No one dared to stop him. Being the one who led the entire army of monsters and demons, no one had the guts to confront him, not even Buddhism.

  He paced the steps shrouded in clouds. There was a lake as clear as jade encircling a giant Bodhi tree and under it was a familiar silhouette. Her eyes were closed lightly with her head leaning against the trunk of the Bodhi tree. Long, black hair spread at her side as her pristine robe flared around her. However, she was unaware of any of these. The Bodhi tree seemed to be the only thing in her eyes. Her face was peaceful and calm as if the Bodhi tree was the only thing she could rely on.

  Once again, she put him aside and ignored him.

  His cold eyes turned even colder and his voice sank, "So this is your reason for ignoring me these days? To water your beloved Bodhi tree?"

  She did not expect him to appear.

  Most probably she had renewed his interest in taming her after she cleansed the Sea of Blood.

  Or maybe he thought that she was yet to be completely conquered by him since she did not contact him these few days.

  Whichever it is, it doesn't matter at all.

  Phoenix had no intention to figure it out now, nor did she care to say anything. Instead, she raised her hand.

  A bronze mirror fell onto the Emperor's hand.

  That was a miniature version of the magical mirror created by the Emperor. It was meant to be placed in the magical realm as it could record many things.

  Once, both of them had promised to create memories together to be stored in the mirror.

  Now that she thought about it, there was always a chill sweeping through her upon waking up from the memories.

  Like what others used to say, a girl who took the first move would always be less appreciated by others.

  Nevertheless, if she were given a second chance, she would still do the same thing.

  It was just that her pride did not allow her to be in such disarray.

  These days, she heard someone saying that the witch went to the temple.

  So, that's about it for both of them.

  How unmeaningful is that actually!

  From not seeing eye to eye with one another initially until the agreement manual later on.

  Is it because of the loneliness? Is that why I give myself away so easily?

  If so, then we'd better go our separate ways.

  The man's gorgeous eyes narrowed as he looked at her, "What are you doing?"

  "Giving it back to you." The way Phoenix curled her lips into a smile was still in her old languid manner.

  The Emperor had once mentioned that he hated her careless manner the most, "That's why I'm asking! What are you doing?"

  "We've been together for quite some time now." Phoenix bent her legs slightly, "Judging from your habit, I suppose it's about time for us to break up."

  The Emperor gave a cold laugh, "I have no idea of what my habit is, but if you want to pick up a fight, I suggest that you find a better excuse."

  "I don't want to pick up a fight. It's pointless." With her back leaning against the Bodhi tree, Phoenix smirked.

  It was not like they never fought before during the time when their relationship was still amicable. Most of the time the fights would end up with a kiss.

  However this time, they both knew well that this fight was different from their usual fights.

  That was because they had never mentioned breaking up with each other before…

  Smiling, Phoenix continued, "It's just that we should go our own way. It's about time anyway."

  The Emperor's handsome face darkened. He then hauled her to her feet as a scornful smile crept across his thin lips. His fingers were grasping her so tight that his knuckles turned white, "Do you hear yourself?"

  Chapter 837 - We’re Over

  "Of course, I know. The game ends once you lose interest in it; that's what you have said," Phoenix stared at the man, her pretty eyes swirling but were also calm without a ripple.

  The Emperor sneered with his face as black as thunder and fingers clenching her body. "A game? Lose interest? Then what are you interested in, the Bodhi right outside the door? Who do you think I am? Did you think I would allow you to come and go whenever you please? "

  "You can always take the initiative to break up, if you feel unhappy because I'm the one saying it," Phoenix smiled, her lips curving up with a sense of paleness.

  His fingers clenched even harder, as though he was about to crush her shoulders. Only his handsome smile remained unchanged, "Are you that desperate to break up with me?"<
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  "It's about time now, isn't it?" Phoenix's voice was placid, "You have been through many wars. You should have understood that things become boring as time goes by. "

  The Emperor curved up his lips, his deep voice was like the tranquility before a storm, "Apparently, I do not know that time makes things boring for you. Since we are breaking up, I have nothing to hold back."

  Rip!

  Phoenix's cassock was totally torn into pieces.

  The man pressed Phoenix onto the wooden door, kissing her lips aggressively.

  With the absence of his gentleness, he was like a raging beast.

  Her soft lips were bitten and bled, her tongue tingling in numbness as it was s.u.c.k.e.d. Phoenix did not turn her head, nor did she avoid him. She was merely staring coldly at him.

  The biting was moving down starting from her neck, leaving behind terrible marks on her body.

  Everything in the house broke into pieces.

  The noise of thunderous clangs made the immortal who was standing outside feel anxious.

  "Emperor, what's wrong? Has something happened? " He was most worried that both of them would start a fight.

  "Go away!"

  The man spat out the word coldly, his attitude was so vicious that the immortal was immediately pushed a few meters backward. Even his c.h.e.s.t stung.

  The Emperor was always elegant and polite, even maintaining a smile when he killed.

  However, now even the weather seemed to change!

  Phoenix did not know that this kind of matter would hurt so much without any foreplay.

  The aggressive violation went on for a long time. The Emperor who seemed to be working off his anger was using all kinds of methods to torture her.

  Phoenix did not say anything. As they progressed, she even gave out a faint smile.

  Fair enough, she thought to herself.

  At least she was still sober.

  If he was too gentle, she might not be able to hold back and call out his name.

  She would appear even more petty and ridiculous in front of him.