The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 115

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Chapter 115

“Arhats, open the One Hundred and Eight Formation!”

Gong-heo Daesa’s lion’s roar filled the courtyard of the Great Sage Hall.

At that shout, the ordinary warrior monks retreated, and the arhats from the Hall of the Arhats surrounded King Dang Cheol-u and stepped forward.

Thoom!

The first formation positioned at the innermost circle stepped into formation stance in unison and struck the ground with their staffs.

The powerful energy they emitted caused the stone slabs of the courtyard to vibrate and shake.

The staffs of the first formation pointed toward Dang Cheol-woo. Right behind them, the second formation thrust their staffs diagonally, and the third formation raised their staffs straight up perpendicular to the sky.

“Ha!”

“Ha!”

Thoom-woong—!

As the One Hundred and Eight Arhats formed their formation, they all kicked the ground simultaneously.

The intense shockwave and vibration that erupted at that moment rolled toward them like waves, pressing down on Dang Cheol-woo.

Am-wang lightly stamped the ground with his foot.

Thoo-woong—

A resonance bloomed from beneath his feet. Like carving a water channel through a small furrow, subtle vibrations slipped into the energy of the One Hundred and Eight Arhats and scattered it into the air.

“Buddha Palm Subdues Demons!”

In response, Mujin, the First Arhat, shouted.

Following his command, the arhats of the first formation struck the ground again with their staffs, then the second formation leaped up stepping on the shoulders of the first formation and swung their staffs downward.

Finally, the third formation climbed up over the first and second formations like climbing a ladder and contained the scattering energy.

Gwooooo!

A massive form appeared above Dang Cheol-woo’s head.

Its shape was reminiscent of Buddha’s palm.

As the first, second, and third formations swung their staffs downward in unison, the palm struck down mercilessly toward Dang Cheol-woo.

Kwa-ang!

From that impact, the stone slabs shattered into pieces and fragments scattered in all directions.

“Huk!”

“Heot!”

Dang Cheol-woo’s form, pressed down by the massive energy, suddenly vanished like smoke.

Looking at the space where only a faint afterimage remained, the arhats widened their eyes in surprise.

Only one person, Mujin, did not miss Dang Cheol-woo’s movement.

Mujin raised his head and looked up at the sky.

“Heo.”

Before they knew it, Dang Cheol-woo was floating in the air with his hands clasped behind his back.

‘Shape-shifting and even walking on air…’

Fluctuation arose in Mujin’s eyes.

His composure wavered momentarily before the immeasurable martial prowess, but he did not show his expression.

He simply gave orders with the best choice he could make at the moment.

“Buddha Clapping Palms!”

The arhats who had stepped on each other’s shoulders and built layers now swung their staffs from bottom to top.

The energy that started from below became heavier with each layer.

Also, the energy split into two branches and transformed into a pair of hands.

The massive pair of hands soared into the sky and clashed against Dang Cheol-woo as if joining palms, trying to crush him.

“…!”

Mujin’s gaze dropped not upward but downward.

The center of the Baekpal Nahan-jin, that original spot.

Dang Cheol-woo stood there in his original form as if he had never moved from the beginning.

Am-wang looked around at the arhats surrounding him in a leisurely posture.

That appearance was so natural that it seemed like an inevitable result.

“Ik!”

“Heo…”

Was it due to shock at the overwhelming martial prowess? Even the energy of the arhat formation wavered.

Mujin bit his lips tightly.

The arhats’ spirit must not be broken.

At times like this, they had to move frantically to prevent distracting thoughts from creeping in.

It was the moment when Mujin was about to give immediate commands.

Kwa-deu-deuk— Kwa-gwang!

This time, Dang Cheol-woo moved one step faster.

Energy surged from beneath his feet and instantly seized control of the center of the Baekpal Nahan-jin.

Hundreds and thousands of broken fragments floated up into the air as if defying gravity, vibrating like a swarm of bees at the arhats’ eye level.

“Bu, Buddha’s Dharma Protection Treasure!”

Though Mujin was overwhelmed by the ominous energy brushing against his entire body, he did not give up and ordered the strongest defensive formation of the Baekpal Nahan-jin.

Thoom! Thoom! Thoom!

The arhats of the first, second, and third formations each crossed their staffs in a cross pattern, gathering energy to form a defensive barrier.

They crouched low, preparing for Dang Cheol-woo’s attack.

Soon, with Am-wang’s gesture, the fragments swirled and fiercely pounded the defensive barrier.

Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwang!

Massive bombardment and impact swept through the inside of the formation.

The arhats struggled to suppress their groans.

Not wavering.

An unshakeable mind was the realm they pursued.

Nevertheless, the circular formation that had tightly bound Dang Cheol-woo was gradually pushed back, and gaps formed as the spaces between them loosened.

As the heavily pressing energy lightened, Am-wang leisurely stepped on the air and soared into the sky.

The hundreds and thousands of fragments that had been striking the Baekpal Nahan-jin followed him.

They soon scattered like flower petals and filled the sky.

Rain of Flowers Filling the Sky.

Swoosh—

Like petals falling from blooming flowers, the fragments poured down mercilessly below.

Unlike its name, that sight was by no means beautiful.

The fragments struck the Baekpal Nahan-jin without mercy.

Kwa-jik— Peo-beo-beok!

The staffs the arhats were holding could not withstand the impact and burst one by one. Without a single exception, all one hundred and eight staffs shattered completely.

“Eu-ak!”

“Keu-ak!”

“Keok!”

The arhats swept up in the storm became entangled with each other and rolled on the ground.

“This cannot be…!”

“How, how…!”

The courtyard of the Great Sage Hall turned into a crucible of chaos.

“…Amitabha.”

Abbot Gong-heo Daesa closed his eyes tightly and recited the Buddha’s name low and heavily.

Even he found it difficult to maintain an unshakeable mind in this anticipated yet unprecedented situation.

“Whoa, what is that?”

As soon as I entered the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, what I saw was Eok Grandfather floating in the sky like a bird.

Don’t tell me he’s already causing a ruckus?

God, Buddha, Allah.

Please tell me it’s not true.

This isn’t what I was hoping for.

He’s certainly old enough, and he must have a social position… I naturally assumed I’d meet the Shaolin Temple abbot and resolve this through dialogue.

But what is this bolt from the blue?

Whatever the intention, Grandmother had committed a grave wrong against Shaolin.

In this situation, armed confrontation would bring no benefit whatsoever.

Why did I come looking for the original Lankavatara Sutra?

‘I can’t let my efforts go to waste!’

Before the situation became even more serious, I had to go and stop it myself.

“Young Master!”

I tightly embraced Eok I-geon like a rider commanding a horse and shouted.

Then he shot forward like a bullet, incomparably faster than the speed he’d been running at.

Only after crossing several pavilions did we finally reach where Eok Grandfather was.

“Great-great-grandfather!”

As expected, the worst possible scene was unfolding.

Numerous warrior monks lay groaning on the ground, with stones and wood fragments scattered around them.

‘At least that’s fortunate.’

From my quick scan, it seemed no one was seriously injured.

“You come now?”

Eok Grandfather, who spotted me, slowly descended to the ground as if nothing had happened.

I also got down from Eok I-geon’s back.

“Thank you, Young Master.”

Without Eok I-geon, I would have arrived much later, and the situation might have worsened further.

Though I’m just giving lip service now due to lack of time, I’ll treat you to something delicious soon.

I muttered my personal promise to myself and ran toward Am-wang.

“Who is the highest-ranking person here? I mean, the Abbot!”

There were quite a few monks nearby.

Besides the warrior monks who had fought Eok Grandfather, there were many observers.

It felt like it was one of the monks on that platform, but I still needed confirmation.

I couldn’t just grab any random monk and call him ‘Abbot!’ only to offend the real abbot.

“Abbot.”

When Eok Grandfather looked toward the platform and called out, one monk from the center stepped forward.

‘Oh, so that’s Gong-heo Daesa.’

I had studied a bit about Shaolin Temple on the way here, and currently Shaolin’s main figures were of the ‘Gong’ generation.

I quickly rushed before Gong-heo Daesa and bowed with proper etiquette.

“A young lady of the Dang Family pays her respects to the Abbot Elder.”

“…Did the benefactor say she is a daughter of the Dang Family?”

“I am the adopted granddaughter of the one who uses the characters ‘Yeong’ and ‘Ling.'”

“Adopted granddaughter means…?”

I could see confusion filling Abbot Gong-heo Daesa’s face.

It was understandable since I said adopted granddaughter, not adopted daughter.

But that was their concern, and I immediately got to the point.

“Young lady, I have come to visit Shaolin to rescue my grandmother. I know well that the sin of daring to steal the Daehwandan cannot be repaid by anything.”

“Seolha, that’s…”

Eok Grandfather called me as if he had something to say, but I continued speaking without stopping.

“However, she is my only family. I will offer the second volume of the Lankavatara Sutra left by the Second Patriarch Hye-ga Daesa to Shaolin, so I earnestly beg you to show mercy with your broad magnanimity.”

How’s that for my eloquence?

This should be a winning strategy, right?

I looked up at Gong-heo Daesa while maintaining the most serious and sincere expression possible.

“…L-Lankavatara Sutra?”

“H-Hye-ga Daesa?”

It was only a matter of time before Shaolin Temple became a battlefield.

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