I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mei Qing listened to the monster’s words.

The classic of a young immortal cultivator’s counterattack?

She carefully analyzed the other party’s context and tone.

She soon realized that something was wrong.

It seemed to have paused when it said this?

What did this mean?

Mei Qing was too familiar with it.

Thus, she mustered up her courage and asked, “Your Honor… can you introduce these classics to me?”

The fire in the other party’s eyes suddenly increased in brightness and became as bright as incandescence.

It seemed to be interested.

He sat down again, picked up a cup of tea filled with golden tea liquid, and took a sip.

“Customer, if you want to talk about this with me… Then I won’t be sleepy anymore…”

“For example, there’s a classic… It tells the story of a mortal who, with the help of the various wonders of the small jade bottle, eventually won the name of ‘Running’ in the three realms…”

“For example, there’s a classic that describes the days of desolation, the killing intent of the heavens, and all kinds of calamities…”

“And…” It seemed to think for a moment before finally taking out its trump card, “A strange book…”

“It describes how the Skyless Buddha overthrew Buddha Tathagata, suppressed the Emperor Jade, and satisfied his debt of gratitude…”

When Mei Qing heard this, her body could not help trembling.

She swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously, “Skyless Buddha?”

An ancient legend surfaced in her heart.

It was said that the divine monk and three disciples arrived at the Great Thunderclap Temple of Mount Lingshan.

What they saw was not Buddha Tathagata.

Instead…

The one who took Buddha Tathagata was replaced by the extremely strange Skyless Buddha!

Skyless Buddha pretended to be BuddhaTathagata and gave the evil scripture to the divine monk and his disciples. He also deceived them and made them become his emissaries.

He finally caused great chaos in the world and caused the Gods and Buddhas to die!!

However, although this legend spread widely, there was no proof or evidence.

Moreover, no one in the three realms, heaven or earth, had ever found any trace of Skyless Buddha’s existence.

But now, it was spat out from the mouth of the monster in the fog.

Furthermore, he claimed with certainty that Skyless Buddha had once overthrown Buddha Tathagata, suppressed Emperor Jade, and satisfied his debt of gratitude and hatred…

How could Mei Qing not be shocked? How could she not be frightened? How could she not tremble?

…

Ling Ping’an was carefully stuffing his private goods into a classic.

This was originally a display of his own vanity.

By stuffing his own books into the ranks of platinum masterpieces, he used this to raise his status and make him appeared alongside those platinum masterpieces.

This was an old habit of scholars.

In the end, when the little girl heard the words ‘Skyless Buddha’, it was as if a supporting character in a novel was enveloped by the aura of a b*stard. She immediately became nervous and asked mysteriously, “Skyless Buddha?”

Ling Ping’an looked at her appearance and expression and couldn’t help touching his chin.

“Could it be that…”

“She once read my books?”

“And she’s my book friend?”

This is…

Mmm…

Ling Ping’an cleared his throat and sat up in a reserved manner.

The thing that every web novel author looked forward to the most was to meet a reader who read their own books.

And the thing that they were most afraid of was this…

What if I was handed a razor blade in front of her?

What if she wanted to lock me up and write some words?

Therefore, Ling Ping’an quietly hid his expression and asked, “Why have you heard of the name of Skyless Buddha?”

This was a code.

The other party nodded slightly. “I’ve heard of it…”

“I heard that… Skyless Buddha once passed down a scripture to the four master and disciples?”

Ling Pingan’s eyes lit up, “Yes, that’s indeed the case!”

This was the plot he was most proud of.

He reversed the scripture and allowed the Buddha Dharma to change. He deleted everything related to endurance, afterlife, and cultivation. He replaced it with content such as happiness, gratitude, hatred, only seeking this life, self-improvement, and returning a tooth for a tooth.

Of course, he didn’t write down how to do it. He only gave a rough idea.

After all, it was a novel. It was important to have a clear mind!

Unfortunately…

The results were very poor!

From then on, he understood that he wasn’t the type to write about fairy fiction.

But he didn’t expect that there were still readers who remembered it, and it was a rare creature such as a female reader.

…

Mei Qing’s heart shook violently.

“As expected! As expected!”

The legend was true. The Skyless Buddha really reversed the scripture and changed the content!

Then…

Mei Qing gathered her courage and asked, “What happened after that?”

…

Ling Ping’an smiled awkwardly, “After that… After that…”

“Skyless Buddha felt that the mortal world was boring, so he naturally fled to the outer realm!”

Yes!

This was also one of the most unscrupulous operations he had ever done.

Eunuch!

Every web author had done this kind of thing.

They did not dare to mention these things.

After all, it was too embarrassing and unprofessional.

But…

He could not continue writing!

The Skyless Buddha in that book had defeated Buddha Tathagata after three chapters.

Then, he put on his Kasaya and sat on the Dharma seat of the Great Thunderclap Temple of Mount Lingshan.

After quietly turning Ah Nan into something and playing a game of ‘guess what Buddha wants to do today’ with Emperor Jade, he had already written more than 100,000 words.

Then, he reversed the scripture and taught the divine monk and his disciples.

After that, he had no more writing to do. He couldn’t write anymore.

He could only f*cking write something to end it!

After the eunuch, Ling Ping’an decisively threw away the vest.

That was almost three years ago.

At that time, he was still in school!

He didn’t expect that this little girl had actually read his book three years ago.

…

Mei Qing listened to the monster’s narration.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment. Finally, she mustered all her courage and made a request, “Your honor… Do you have that classic?”

The actions of Skyless Buddha…

Were the unsolved mysteries of the three realms.

If she could know the inside story…

Perhaps it would have a revelation to solve the current difficulties of the three realms!

As the monster listened, the fire in its eyes flew out. Golden threads floated out like water, turning into specks of light and disappearing into the air.

“I do have some!” It stood up and said, “But the material is very ordinary…”

“If you don’t mind…”

“I’ll get it for you!”

Mei Qing quickly bowed, “Thank you!”

He walked to the strange counter at the side and opened a drawer behind the counter. From it, he pulled out a thin booklet that seemed to be surrounded by countless pitch-black characters and vaguely contained the angry cries of the Gods and Buddhas.

Then, he walked back.

“Priest…” He said, “This is the book about the story of the Skyless Buddha!”

Mei Qing took it.

Her palm seemed to be scalded.

A black lotus was spinning on the cover of the book.

The black-clothed and black-haired Buddha was sitting cross-legged on it.

The sound of the wooden fish was like the evil voice of a soul chasing for its life.

Hearing it, Mei Qing’s scalp went numb and her soul felt like it was going to split apart. She couldn’t control herself and almost went crazy on the spot!

…

Ling Ping’an thickened his skin and quietly printed out the flop of the book, the Skyless Buddha, which he had sealed back then, and handed it to the female reader.

In the end, he saw the other party holding the book, as if she had seen a treasure, as if he had met a confidant.

Even her face was red, and the hand holding the book was trembling.

Ling Pingan’s old face turned red, and he quickly said, “Priest… This book is actually just average…”

“It’s not really a good book…”

“You don’t have to be like this…”

Ling Ping’an felt a little ashamed.

A eunuch author met a reader of a book that this eunuch had dropped?

Probably everyone would be the same as him.

They just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide in it.

Fortunately, this reader did not know that the eunuch author was right in front of er!

Therefore, Ling Ping’an could still quibble and cover it up.

…

Mei Qing was about to be torn apart by the sound of the wooden fish and went crazy on the spot.

The monster’s voice suddenly rang in his ears.

“Daoist priest… This book is actually just ordinary…”

When this voice rang out, the wooden fish’s voice, the black-faced evil Buddha, and the demonic Buddha were like mice that had seen a cat, disappearing completely.

The evil characters on the cover and the angry cries of the god and Buddha also calmed down because of this.

Mei Qing’s eardrums also buzzed because of this, so she could not hear the monster’s subsequent words clearly.

However, she understood that her life was saved by this monster.

At the same time, she also knew.

The status of this monster had probably far exceeded her expectations.

Even the evil voices and demonic voices of evil Buddhas and devils like Skyless Buddha could be dispelled with a single word from it.

At the very least, it was someone who was on equal footing with Skyless Buddha.

Perhaps, its position was even higher than Skyless Buddha!

Yes!

It must be!

It could know and possess the evil book that recorded the actions of Skyless Buddha.

It must be above Skyless Buddha!

With this thought in mind, Mei Qing firmly grasped the book in her hand, refusing to relax no matter what.

She stood up and looked at the monster… No… It should be the holy figure in the fog, a mighty figure like the Dao ancestor or Buddha!

She bowed deeply and begged, “Your Majesty… Can you… sell this book to me?”

“I can… pay any price…”

…

Ling Ping’an couldn’t help feeling a little proud.

“In the end… In the end… there’s such a fanatical existence among my readers!”

He was extremely touched!

Just think about it, a novel that had been put away for three years and was unknown to the public. Even he himself might have almost forgotten about it.

Yet, there was a reader who was still thinking about it.

Who wouldn’t be touched?

Ling Ping’an felt as if he had eaten honey,and his entire body felt extremely comfortable.

He felt even more comfortable than the book he had sold for 10,000 Yuan!

He coughed lightly and said to the female reader, “As for this book… I’ll give it to you!”

It was a shame to keep this piece of work that had failed so many years ago.

Giving it to the reader was what it deserved!

“You don’t have to do this…” Ling Ping’an stretched out his hand to support her body that was so grateful that she was about to bow down. He patted her shoulder and pretended to be profound as he said, “The reason why we met today is because of fate!”

“It’s also because of the entanglement of karma…”

“So you’re welcome…”

Hmm…

He hoped that she would never know that the eunuch author was the person who was now opposite her.

…

Mei Qing held the book in her hand.

This book was now very docile, no longer having the original evil and madness.

She looked at the strange object in her hand again.

The object emitted a strong light, illuminating the fog in front of her.

She could not help turning around and look at the fog. Under the orange light, shadows were watching her figure at the door.

The other party waved at her, “Go home early!”

Mei Qing nodded, turned around and took a deep breath.

The light illuminated the road ahead.

Because of the sparse fog, the road ahead seemed to be unimpeded.

She walked forward.

The fog quietly heard no sound.

At a certain moment, she broke through the fog’s barrier.

Her entire body appeared within the poison barrier.

A cold voice sounded in her ear, “Are you the disciple of Brother Yellow Lion from Leopard Head Mountain?”

Mei Qing raised her head and saw a twisted and weird being asking her questions from within the poison barrier.

She suddenly remembered that she was being entrusted with a strange task.

She turned around and looked behind her.

There was no fog at all!

She then looked at the black, unknown thin book in her hand.

It was an iron-green token.

“Where’s the lacquer box?” She suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She remembered that when she was drinking tea in the strange fog bookstore, she had placed the lacquer box on the glass table in the bookstore.

When she thought of this, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Without the lacquer box, there would be no invitation.

Without the invitation, this mission was doomed to fail!

Whether it was the strangeness of the Bamboo Mountain or the omens of the Leopard Head Mountain, they could tear her apart!

While she was in fear, a huge figure appeared in the poison barrier in front of her.

“I wonder why my eyelids are twitching today!” That thing laughed loudly in the poison barrier, “So it’s a distinguished guest!”

Nine twisted heads appeared one by one in the fog.

However, they bowed their heads and bowed to Mei Qing with great respect, “Junior cultivator, Nine Spirits of the Cave of Jiu Qui Pan Heng in Bamboo Mountain pays his respects to the fairy under Skyless Buddha!”

…

Ling Ping’an pulled down the shutter door and closed it.

“Time to sleep!” He said.

Meow!

His cat, however, started to meow softly on the table.

Ling Ping’an looked over and found that there seemed to be an extra thing on the table.

He walked over and picked it up.

It was a lacquer box, a very ancient style.

He gently opened the lacquer box and found an invitation card inside.

He picked it up and looked at it. He smiled.

On it was written in the traditional script: Mingchen would be hosting Pitching and Raking Fair, cordially invite you to join the festive season. Please do not be an outsider and feel free to join the event! The founder, Lord Jiuling was right in front of me. His disciple, Yellow Lion, bowed his head and bowed a hundred times!

“The invitation card for the Yellow Lion Spirit from journey to the West…” He said with a smile.

It seemed that the female reader was not only his reader, but also a fan of the journey to the West.

He put the invitation card back, closed the lacquer box again and put it under his armpit. “This thing might have been custom-made with a lot of effort!”

“She’ll definitely come back to look for it!”

“I’ll put it away first!”

“I’ll return it to her when she comes back!”

This kind of retro thing worth a lot!

Naturally, it had to be returned to its original owner. It couldn’t be casually thrown aside.