Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius-Chapter 60 – Wine, lust, wealth, and power are but fleeting illusions!

Pausing for a moment, the monk wiped the sweat from his forehead and reproached, "Do you take this monk for someone who covets worldly possessions? How can a monk be greedy for such mundane things?"

Feeling inexplicably annoyed, Gu Feng thought this monk was hypocritically pretending to be noble while being insatiably greedy.

In his view, this price was more than enough for even the most precious cultivation artifact.

Growing impatient, he probed, "Then, according to the young master's opinion, how should this matter be resolved?"

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Since you've damaged my master's Bodhi Bamboo, you should stay here to fertilize, water, remove pests, and weed the bamboo garden every day. After a year, you will be free to leave!"

Rolling his eyes, Gu Feng chuckled silently. This monk's way of thinking was indeed peculiar. Instead of compensation, he wanted him to stay and work as a laborer.

Not to mention a year, Gu Feng didn't even want to stay for an hour.

"I have urgent matters to attend to. Consider those spirit stones as an apology. Farewell!"

Feeling somewhat amused, he didn't care about the monk's reaction and turned to leave.

"Thief! You think you can escape?"

The monk shouted, his body radiating golden light. With a leap, he soared into the air and punched fiercely at Gu Feng's back!

In an instant, the sound of dragons roaring and tigers howling erupted, and the monk's fist stirred up an endless powerful wind!

Gu Feng quickly turned his head, his eyes sharp, and an invisible sword sense burst forth, accompanied by a dazzling array of colors, making it unavoidable!

The monk was shocked, sensing the purity of this sword sense, a terrifying conviction to cut through everything and pierce the heavens and earth.

The monk grunted, his entire body glowing even more brightly with golden light!

He knew he couldn't withstand the power of this sword sense, but it was too late to dodge. He could only forcefully activate his protective divine light and brace himself!

"Amitabha!"

At the critical moment, a deep and ancient Buddhist chant echoed from the depths of the bamboo grove.

The sound was profound and distant, as if it had witnessed the vicissitudes of life, carrying both majesty and compassion, soothing the soul with peace and tranquility.

The sword sense emitted by Gu Feng was almost instantly stripped of its killing intent and dissipated into nothingness, leaving him utterly astonished.

The little monk's golden light also scattered, and he quickly withdrew his hostility, obediently kneeling with hands clasped, murmuring, "Master..."

"Huineng, let him go..."

The ancient voice lingered in the bamboo grove for a long time.

Monk Huineng hesitated, gritting his teeth, "Master, this rogue first damaged the Bodhi Bamboo and then refused to obey. How can we let him come and go as he pleases?"

"Sigh..."

The ancient voice sighed deeply and slowly said, "Though the rain is wide, it does not nourish rootless grass. Though the Dharma is vast, it does not save those without fate... Huineng, you've followed me for many years, why can't you understand this?"

Monk Huineng furrowed his brows, and after a long pause, he slowly sat cross-legged, his expression returning to calm, and clasped his hands, "Disciple Huineng, will obey the master's decree."

"Amitabha!"

The ancient voice chanted a Buddhist mantra and slowly addressed Gu Feng, "Benefactor, you may leave..."

Hearing this, Gu Feng bowed towards the depths of the bamboo grove, "Thank you, senior!"

With that, he turned to leave.

"Benefactor, please take the spirit stones with you as well."

Startled, Gu Feng smiled and said, "No need, it was indeed my fault earlier. Consider these spirit stones as a token of my apology."

The bamboo grove was eerily quiet, and the ancient voice was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "The world covets fame and fortune, unaware that wine, lust, wealth, and anger are but fleeting illusions, adding only to one's troubles. Benefactor, you should take them back!"

A gentle warm breeze swept through the bamboo grove, and the bamboo leaves rustled in the air.

The small mountain of two hundred superior grade spirit stones suddenly vanished.

In the next moment, the white jade ring storage in Gu Feng's hand began to tremble slightly.

He was horrified to discover that the two hundred superior grade spirit stones had inexplicably returned to his ring storage space!

It's important to know that the ring storage was bound to Gu Feng's divine sense, filled with various restrictions and formation limitations!

Forcing the refining of these restrictions to seize control of the ring storage wasn't impossible, but it couldn't be done so easily!

The most crucial point was that after Gu Feng's inspection, all the restrictions and formations within the ring storage remained intact, as if nothing had happened.

Such effortless and silent means were truly terrifying!

Shocked by the opponent's immense cultivation, Gu Feng couldn't help but feel a bit fearful. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, dared not linger any longer, bowed, and immediately flew into the sky.

Diving into the clouds, Gu Feng quickly accelerated, eager to leave the bamboo grove's vicinity!

"Damn it! Where did this old monster come from, and how did I run into him? Luckily, he didn't want to bother with me!"

Flying through the sky, Gu Feng didn't look back as he headed towards the camp, still shaken by the previous encounter.

Back at the camp, Gu Feng found that Fang Feixue had already set up the tents, and the campfire was burning. Jiang Chuyao was chatting with her by the fire, while Yan Wushuang looked exhausted, meditating to restore his true core.

Bai Jugu was carrying some firewood, adding it to the campfire.

Knowing the true identities of Gu Feng and his companions, Bai Jugu dared not slack off, assuming these young masters and ladies would struggle to manage in the wild. After finishing his tasks, he personally came over to help.

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"Why did it take you so long?"

Seeing Gu Feng looking lost, Fang Feixue quickly asked, "What happened to you?"

Smiling at her, Gu Feng didn't respond.

He thought that Bai Jugu, having led the Jiang family caravan for years, might know something about the powerful being in that strange bamboo grove.

Walking straight to Bai Jugu, Gu Feng got straight to the point, inquiring about the truth of the bamboo grove.

Hearing this, Bai Jugu exclaimed, "Young Master Gu, are you referring to the short bamboo grove about ten miles from here?"

"Exactly."

"Could it be that you had a conflict with the guardian monk Huineng in the grove?" Bai Jugu asked anxiously.

"Conflict might be too strong a word. I just accidentally broke one of his bamboo stalks."

Awkwardly smiling, Gu Feng took out an item from his ring storage, the very bamboo branch he had cut.

Bai Jugu was shocked, retreating in panic, shaking his head, "Young Master Gu, you've been quite reckless!"

Gu Feng, puzzled, quickly sought his advice.

Bai Jugu sighed and slowly recounted the history of the bamboo grove.

Fifty years ago, the area around Little Mirror Lake at the Northern Wilderness border was desolate, known for its picturesque scenery but barren land, a lawless region.

Various demonic cultivators and bandits lurked there, robbing passing merchants and travelers. The ordinary mortal residents lived in fear, unable to speak out, enduring a life worse than death.

It was a notorious place that struck fear into people's hearts.

At some point, an old monk from the western region, known as Master Kue, arrived. His Buddhist skills were profound, and his methods were extraordinary. Within a few months, he drove out all the demonic cultivators around Little Mirror Lake!

Master Kue even cultivated a piece of land by the lake, planting an immortal plant known as "Bodhi Bamboo."

This bamboo, seemingly jade-like, was extremely hard and carried the aura of the Great Dao, making it an excellent material for crafting superior flying swords and cultivation artifacts.

Many coveted it and attempted to seize it, but all were suppressed by the old monk Kue. Over time, due to the monk's presence, the area around Little Mirror Lake became a peaceful haven.

The local people lived in peace and prosperity, holding great respect for Master Kue, almost forming a small independent realm.

Bai Jugu said, "Our Jiang family caravan comes here every year to rest and trade with Master Kue."

"Speaking of which, Master Kue is truly compassionate. He never asks for spirit stones or cultivation artifacts. Each time, he only exchanges rice, vegetable seeds, or daily necessities with us, distributing them to the surrounding mortal villagers. Though he demands large quantities, we are more than willing to trade these items for Bodhi Bamboo."

Gu Feng nodded, gaining some respect for Master Kue, who didn't covet cultivation resources and used top-grade artifact refining materials to aid the people.

Such magnanimity, Gu Feng admitted, was beyond him.

Moreover, with Kue's cultivation level, why didn't he stay in the western region but chose to farm in the Northern Wilderness? There might be a significant hidden reason.

Little Mirror Lake was at the border, facing the four major Witch's Villages across the lake, with its own strategic importance.

Gu Feng had a hunch that from this peculiar monk, he might find clues related to the Nine Tribulations Witch King.

"Brother Bai, will you be leading the caravan to the bamboo grove tomorrow?" Gu Feng asked.

Bai Jugu hesitated and replied, "Of course."

Gu Feng smiled and said, "I would like to accompany you to apologize to Master Kue in person."