The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1286: The Magnificent Radiance of Buddha’s Light

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1286: The Magnificent Radiance of Buddha’s Light

Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu returned, and quite a few bold individuals approached them, intending to strike up a conversation and ask for their contact information.

They regarded themselves as coming from prestigious families and did not think much of the people in the cabin.

However, the moment one of them spotted Long Fei, he immediately cried out in shock, "It’s you!"

"Long Fei is here!"

"Ah, it’s that Demon Chief!"

"Oh my god, retreat!"

"..."

A group of people screamed, paddling their boat in haste to flee.

Long Fei and the others watched the scene unfold with puzzled expressions, wondering inwardly, "Could I be that terrifying?"

The people in the cabin burst into laughter.

Chu Feng teased, "Did you see that? Our Brother Long has now become the Underworld’s terrifying Zhong Kui that everyone fears!"

"This is great—nobody will dare bother us wherever we go from now on!"

"With our leader here, we can finally enjoy some peace!"

Wang Jie and several others raised their glasses, laughing heartily.

Long Fei chuckled along with them, sipping his drink while his gaze fell on Yaoji Saintess.

At that moment, Yaoji Saintess’s gaze also turned in their direction.

It was unclear whether she was looking at him or at Ji Wanyu, but her music started again, calming down the chaotic crowd swiftly.

A female cultivator beside her stood up, cradling a pipa, and addressed the crowd below, "The third watch approaches, and if no one climbs to the peak soon, this Heavenly Sound Event will come to an end."

Monk Bujie hurriedly shouted, "What’s the rush? I still haven’t made my move!"

With his towering two-meter frame, he leaped forward, landing with a splash before the ladder.

Curious, the crowd raised their brows and began to discuss, speculating that someone like Yaoji Saintess—such a delicate treasure—might truly end up in the hands of this rugged monk?

Indeed, Master Bujie’s appearance didn’t resemble that of a Buddhist Disciple. His burly body, dark skin, and face covered with a bristling beard made him look more like a beast—or a bandit than a holy monk.

But as he stood before the ladder, the crudeness in his demeanor suddenly subsided, his entire being emanating a peaceful radiance that intertwined harmoniously with the ladder’s Mysterious Light.

"Amitabha!"

With a single Buddhist chant, Monk Bujie ascended the first level of the ladder, protected by his Buddha light.

The Buddhist Law atop the ladder did not repel him, but instead a chanting sound emerged, as though testing his mastery of the Buddhist scriptures.

Step by step, he continued upward—the second level, the third level—each step taken with ease.

A fan shouted below, "My goddess, how could you let this ferocious monk taint you?"

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"For the sake of my goddess, I will renounce the mundane world starting today. None of you shall stop me!"

The crowd clamored and watched as the monk reached the ninth level.

It was from this very level that Chu Feng had retreated earlier.

The monk’s steps grew heavy, less effortless than before.

The skull-shaped Buddha beads around his neck suddenly glowed, emitting a genuine Buddha light, forming a Swastika Dharma Laksana around him.

This was the moment Monk Bujie revealed his capabilities.

The grand Buddhist hymn roared, propelling him upward.

The tenth level, the eleventh level, edging ever closer to the stage.

By the time he reached the sixteenth level, Yaoji Saintess’s fans below were already covering their faces.

Unable to bear the sight, they couldn’t imagine what it would look like if their precious cabbage—a radiant peony—were chewed by this bull.

Long Fei tilted his ears to the music, sensing something amiss.

The tune flowed seamlessly, smooth as water, devoid of any fluctuations, as if certain of the outcome.

At the final level, Monk Bujie laughed loudly and said, "So, Yaoji Saintess, is it fate that binds you and me?"

He stepped forward to the seventeenth level.

A burst of Mysterious Light surged unexpectedly.

But then the ladder suddenly vanished, and Monk Bujie stepped into emptiness, his head crashing heavily into the edge of the stage before plummeting down.

The last two levels defeated him.

Below, the noble sons on the boat froze in place before erupting into thunderous cheers.

While they might tolerate others vying for Yaoji Saintess, they would not tolerate Monk Bujie.

His rugged appearance, in their eyes, was unworthy of their goddess’s unparalleled beauty.

After falling into the water, Monk Bujie stomped to stabilize himself atop the surface, letting out a frustrated cry, "How could this happen?"

From above, Yaoji Saintess gently spoke, "Bodhi is fundamentally without a tree, the bright mirror is also not a stand.

Since there is nothing from the start, where could dust alight?"

Beside her, the Buddha Light Star’s Monk Zhi’an seemed to grasp something profound, while Monk Bujie scratched his head, shouting, "What kind of clouds and mist nonsense is this? I’ve always hated the cryptic riddles in Buddhist scriptures!"

He returned to the ship in a huff, declaring, "My Buddhist Law is peerless in Great Xia Country. If I can’t ascend, none of you can either."

The crowd sneered, thinking to themselves, "Isn’t this brash monk being overly narrow-minded?"

Among them was Monk Zhi’an from Buddha Light Star.

The man was radiant, clean-cut, and handsome—far superior to Monk Bujie in every way.

Indeed, no one dared attempt the ladder at the moment.

Finally, Monk Zhi’an moved. Walking across the water, he respectfully bowed toward Yaoji Saintess above and said, "Yaoji Saintess, this humble monk would like to try!"

Though he called himself "humble monk," his position within the Buddhist Sect was far from ordinary.

Buddha Light Star’s Great Thunderclap Monastery was reputed to be the most eminent among countless star realms’ Buddhist Sects.

Every disciple cultivating within it was extraordinarily gifted.

On a nearby boat, there was a white-clad Female Immortal sipping wine.

A rugged man from Barbarian King Star drank with her, appearing strikingly out of place.

The man was none other than Taida, a Barbarian King Star genius, who among the Extraterritorial Cultivators, had befriended this Lunar Palace Holy Maiden Changxi.

He asked Changxi, "Sister, do you think Zhi’an stands a chance?"

Changxi shook her head gently, replying, "Uncertain. Perhaps he does."

"Only perhaps?"

Taida noted the slight uncertainty in her tone.

Changxi smiled and said, "Buddhist Law is ever-changing. What may be sought isn’t necessarily profound wisdom or brute force; it could be something else entirely."

Taida shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I won’t bother trying. With my sheer brute strength, I doubt those bald heads would even regard me."

Changxi gave a faint smile, her gaze drifting toward Long Fei’s vessel with a trace of intrigue.

Monk Zhi’an radiated a soft Buddha light as he stepped onto the ladder.

As expected, Climb High and Gaze Upon the Buddha Ladder did not repel him.

He ascended with ease, his body glowing with layers of Buddha light, resonating with the ladder and eliciting profound, far-reaching chanting of Buddhist hymns—sounds of bells, drums, chimes, gongs, cymbals, handbells, and wooden fish.

Like Monk Bujie before him, Monk Zhi’an slowed noticeably upon reaching the ninth level.

This seemed to mark a threshold of Buddhist Law. Once there, a golden light appeared above his head, forming a radiant solar halo as if Mahavairocana himself had descended, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

"Thus have I heard. At one time, Bhagavan dwelled in the great Vajra Dharma Realm Palace, empowered by Tathagata. All those who wield the Vajra gathered. Tathagata revealed his divine transformations and created the majestic Lofty Pavilion Jewel King..."

Monk Zhi’an recited Buddhist scriptures in harmony with the ladder’s Buddha light, their resonance growing increasingly intense.

Long Fei raised a brow upon hearing it; he recognized the scripture as the renowned "Sutra of the Mahavairocana" of the Buddhist Sect.

As the chanting continued, the solar halo behind Monk Zhi’an grew increasingly resplendent, like the rising sun, casting a dawn-like brilliance over an area spanning ten thousand meters, transforming night into day.

Those with lower cultivation levels dared not stare directly, their hearts filled with reverence and fear. Many uncontrollably trembled, their knees weakening as if compelled to kneel and bow.

Reaching the sixteenth level, he paused momentarily where Master Bujie had faltered earlier.

Everyone’s eyes gathered on him, sensing that tonight’s victor would surely be this remarkable Extraterritorial Buddhist disciple.

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