Chapter 202 — Steaming Imperial Teacher Jingping
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Upon the phantom image of Mount Sumeru, a Bodhisattva pressed his palms together and said, "My Buddha, Imperial Teacher Jingping says he too is wounded. Why not seize the opportunity.
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" "True or false? " Old Tathagata asked gently, his brows kind and his eyes benevolent. The Bodhisattva was slightly taken aback.
"This disciple. . . this disciple does not know.
" Old Tathagata smiled and said, "As for the words of Imperial Teacher Jingping—those who dared to believe him have already lost, and some have already died.
Master Qiong, it was because you believed he was wounded that you suffered this defeat, was it not? " Master Qiong and the others looked grim, and Perfected Daoquan in particular was consumed with self-reproach. He had judged from Shen Mu's medicinal dregs that Imperial Teacher Jingping was gravely wounded; the others had believed his words, and that was why they had taken the second path. Still, he could not be entirely blamed.
Master Qiong, Li the Wanderer, and Tian the Perfected Lord—three old monsters from a bygone era—had ambushed Imperial Teacher Jingping amid ten thousand troops and gravely wounded him. These three old monsters were among the most supreme beings in the world today; in both strength and prestige, the three of them stood at the very pinnacle of the martial world. No one would doubt the strength of these three elders.
Though Imperial Teacher Jingping was hailed as a heaven-gifted genius seen once in five hundred years, and though his reputation was high, he still could not compare to any one of the three. It was precisely out of trust in these three that the others believed Imperial Teacher Jingping had truly been gravely wounded.
And certain details afterward also indicated that Imperial Teacher Jingping had indeed been severely injured.
For example, when he lectured on the sword at the Imperial Academy, Imperial Teacher Jingping spoke for less than two days, and there was the scent of spices on his body masking the stench of festering wounds. Again, when the Dragon King of Yulong Gate paid a nighttime visit to Imperial Teacher Jingping's residence, he withdrew unscathed; Imperial Teacher Jingping had been unable to detain him.
And again, when Zhen the Wanderer of Little Yujing fought a decisive battle with Imperial Teacher Jingping by the waterfall, Imperial Teacher Jingping's injuries erupted, so that he needed Shen Mu, the little miracle physician, to accompany him the whole way, tending to his body day and night. Add to that the judgment of Perfected Daoquan, a miracle physician, and all the signs indicated that Imperial Teacher Jingping's injuries had relapsed; even with Shen Mu's care and treatment, he would need at least a month to recover.
And this, from the very beginning of the attack on Imperial Teacher Jingping, was destined to be exploited by him and become part of a scheme. As for the two paths Imperial Teacher Jingping had given them, that too was a scheme. From beginning to end, there had never been two paths—only one.
"A heaven-gifted genius seen once in five hundred years is not so easily dealt with. " Old Tathagata said calmly, "This once-in-five-hundred-years refers not only to his wisdom, aptitude, and insight, but also to his strategy and statecraft—also once in five hundred years. A heaven-gifted genius seen once in five hundred years, if he cannot become a sage, then he is a lawless demon lord, no blessing to the world.
Believe it? " He smiled and said, "Ghost.
" The others were puzzled, not knowing why Old Tathagata had said such a thing; they only felt the words were terse and profound, laden with deep meaning.
Qi Dayou, Sect Master of the Beggars' Sect, said, "He has joined hands with the Youmo Cult—he is already destined to be a lawless demon lord.
It is a pity we do not know who the new Cult Master of the Youmo Cult is.