Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3553: Do You Regret It?

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Previously on Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess...
Long Qingcang imparted the Great Destruction Dragon Fist, Mixed Element Creation Dragon Tribulation, and Time Treasure Technique to Yang Luo, stressing the need to comprehend Time Law first. Yang Luo studied the incantations and essences under his patient guidance, accelerating his mastery through combat demonstrations over ten days. Allied forces from eight states converged on Yaochi Holy Land, fueling speculation among powers. In Golden Crow Sacred Land, Fen Tianya rallied followers to exploit the chaos, dismissing Chaos Burial Domain while plotting alliances to seize Jiuzhou Immortal Domain and eliminate Yang Luo, opting to observe movements first.

Darkness descended.

High above, a radiant moon gleamed, stars dotted throughout the firmament.

West Desert Lingzhou.

Though this province lacked great size, unable to rival Central Earth Immortal State, North Cold Ming State, or Donghua Divine Continent,

it remained a unique presence in the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain.

For the whole West Desert Lingzhou brimmed with Buddhist Practitioners, forces of the Buddhist Path thrived, and power of faith overflowed.

In the heart of West Desert Lingzhou lay a supreme Buddhist Path force called "Xumi Sacred Land."

Xumi Sacred Land spanned tens of thousands of li, featuring rolling mountains, winding rivers, lush blooms and greenery, a true paradise of supreme Buddhist arts.

Buddha temples, halls, and palaces dotted the peaks one after another, emitting brilliant golden Buddhist radiance that lit up the heavens and earth.

Countless monks perched atop the summits in meditation, reciting sutras, inhaling and exhaling heaven and earth's spiritual qi, absorbing faith's power, deeply immersed in Cultivation and Enlightenment.

Chanting voices reverberated across the world, echoing far and wide, seemingly purifying the soul.

Right at Xumi Sacred Land's core towered a majestic peak known as "Xumi Mountain."

This peak soared a hundred thousand zhang tall, resembling a pillar upholding the sky and sustaining the ground.

Seas of clouds swirled around it, stars orbited nearby, awe-inspiringly splendid and profoundly enigmatic.

Atop the mountain's peak stood a vast and splendid Buddha temple dubbed "Great Leiyin Temple."

At this instant.

Within Great Leiyin Temple's primary hall, monks sat cross-legged in rows.

Leading them was an elderly monk draped in a kasaya, his brows and beard gray, frame slender.

This elder was none other than Xumi Sacred Land's current Saint Master, the Xumi Saint Master.

Xumi Saint Master's eyelids fluttered open slightly as he murmured softly, "Over twenty days have passed already. Have Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, Ancient Demon Sacred Land, and the other major powers responded yet?"

A gaunt old monk clasped his palms and answered, "Saint Master, to this point, Wa Palace and the rest have offered no response!"

"Amitabha Buddha..."

Xumi Saint Master joined his palms, chanted the Buddha’s name, and sighed, "Those Demons of Ancient Demon Sacred Land persist in their unrepentant ways.

Clearly, those Demons have no plans to apologize to us or admit their wrongs..."

A middle-aged monk spoke gravely, "Saint Master, Ancient Demon Sacred Land has now allied with Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, Yuhua Immortal Country, Futu Divine Palace, Yaochi Holy Land, and other mighty forces altogether!

I fear those Demons, driven to fury, might unite with them to storm in and forcibly free their kin!"

"Hmph!"

A somewhat rotund old monk harrumphed coldly and declared, "Should those Demons truly invade, it presents the ideal moment to eradicate them completely!"

"Buddhist and Demons have clashed since time immemorial, never sharing peace. For these past thirty years or so, those Demons showed no remorse and constantly opposed us!

Thus, wipe them out entirely, bringing salvation to all beings under heaven!"

"Even united with other powers, they cannot possibly rival us!"

"What if Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, Yuhua Immortal Country, Futu Divine Palace, Yaochi Holy Land, and the other great powers resolve to aid them fully? Shall we annihilate them too?"

"All who side with Ancient Demon Sacred Land are Demons; they must all be purged without exception!"

"Yet if we proceed thus, won't it unleash chaos across the realm?"

Now, the assembled monks erupted into heated debate.

"Silence!"

Xumi Saint Master thundered, his voice booming like a colossal bell, echoing through the hall and stunning all ears.

The monks instantly hushed, raising their gazes toward Xumi Saint Master.

Xumi Saint Master mulled briefly, then stated, "Averting enmity with Wa Palace and the other great powers is preferable if possible!

However, should Wa Palace and those powers stubbornly back Ancient Demon Sacred Land, let them behold the full might of our Xumi Sacred Land!

Our Xumi Sacred Land upholds the true Buddhist Path, Buddha’s power boundless and supreme, destined to subdue all lesser foes from every direction!"

"Amitabha Buddha!"

All the monks gathered there chanted the Buddha’s name together.

The Xumi Saint Master went on, "During this period you must be extra vigilant. Inform all Buddhist Path forces in West Desert Lingzhou of this matter, so that everyone may guard against that group of Demons invading in full force!"

"Yes!"

The monks all replied as one.

Afterward, numerous monks stood up one by one and departed from Great Leiyin Temple.

At the same moment.

The rear mountain of Xumi Sacred Land.

A towering mountain, reaching tens of thousands of zhang in height, loomed several thousand li from Xumi Mountain, known as "Getault Mountain."

Halfway up its slope lay a sheer cliff called "Siguoyan."

A tall and upright middle-aged monk in white robes, with sharp features and a striking appearance, sat cross-legged right at the brink of Siguoyan.

His eyes were gently shut; brilliant golden Buddhist light shimmered around him, as ancient Buddhist Path Ancient Characters and runes orbited his form, radiating profound mystery.

This very middle-aged monk was the last generation’s top Heavenly Pride from Xumi Sacred Land, the "Wu Nian Buddha Child," Li Wenchan.

In those days, Li Wenchan had shone brightest among Xumi Sacred Land’s youth, possessing an extraordinarily deep Buddha affinity. He even claimed a portion of Amitabha Buddha Emperor’s inheritance and bore the grand expectations of Xumi Sacred Land.

Yet, over thirty years back, Li Wenchan’s forbidden romance with Demon Saintess Mo Xi had ignited fury across Xumi Sacred Land like a thunderbolt, leading to his imprisonment here for reflection and repentance.

To stop Li Wenchan from fleeing, Xumi Sacred Land’s elders erected an Eighty-one Layers of Array encircling Getault Mountain, trapping him without the chance to stray even half a step.

A thousand li from Getault Mountain rose a golden Buddha tower soaring tens of thousands of zhang.

This structure was the "Sealing Demon Tower," comprising nine levels in total.

Its surface bore countless ancient Ancient Characters and runes, along with totems depicting myriad Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Heavenly Kings, Arhats, and more.

Prominently, the six grand Ancient Characters "Namo Amitabha Buddha" dominated the tower’s body.

Inside the Sealing Demon Tower languished the prior generation’s foremost Heavenly Pride of Ancient Demon Sacred Land’s youth, the "Ancient Demon Saintess," Mo Xi.

Though merely a thousand li separated Getault Mountain from the Sealing Demon Tower, that gulf remained uncrossable for Li Wenchan and Mo Xi.

Right then.

"Li Wenchan, how long do those bastard damn monks plan to keep this old lady locked up?!"

A furious voice echoed in Li Wenchan’s mind.

Li Wenchan gradually opened his eyes, golden Buddhist light bursting from his pupils, and directed his sight toward the far-off Sealing Demon Tower.

It was none other than Mo Xi speaking.

"This poor monk does not know."

Li Wenchan heaved a deep sigh and shook his head.

Mo Xi instantly unleashed a torrent of curses, "A bunch of hypocritical damn monks—if they’ve got any guts, just kill this old lady!

They won’t kill, they won’t release—what the hell do they want?!

When this old lady gets out, I’ll definitely wipe out these bastards, these damn monks!"

Li Wenchan sighed once more and remarked, "Mo Xi, it’s already been thirty years. Can’t you change your temper a little?"

"Can’t change it, this old lady’s just got this kind of temper!"

Mo Xi shot back without a care, then pressed, "Li Wenchan, all these years you’ve never given me a clear answer!

Being with me—do you regret it?"

Yet Li Wenchan stayed quiet, offering no reply.

Mo Xi sighed softly and murmured, "You must regret it, don’t you?

If you hadn’t been with me, by now you’d surely be seated in the position of Xumi Saint Master, revered and worshiped by countless people, and wouldn’t have been trapped here for so many years..."