Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 928 - 926: Impossible is not in my dictionary!

"I surrender, this monk is willing to surrender..."

The old monk fell to his knees with a plop, drenched in cold sweat, not a trace of the demeanor of an enlightened monk remained.

Boom!

That starry and dazzling finger stopped steadily a hair's breadth away from his shiny bald head. The sheer pressure emanating from the finger alone made the old monk truly feel the threat of death.

Xiao Yi casually dispelled the giant finger and said expressionlessly, "Since you're willing to submit, then form a master-servant contract with Little Lin!"

Little Lin jumped out cheering and hopping.

There was a thick look of smugness on his face as he flicked out a rune, which was the master-servant contract from his inherited memories.

Watching the master-servant contract rune floating in front of him, the old monk's facial muscles twitched, and he felt like crying but no tears would come!

Just moments ago...

It was he who had forced Little Lin to become his mount.

Now, it was he who had become Little Lin's mount, truly a twist of fate!

The old monk sighed softly but dared not show any sign of defiance, very compliantly allowing the rune to land on his forehead. With a shudder, the old monk felt his life now lay completely in Little Lin's hands.

Life and death, all in his thoughts.

The old monk was utterly disheartened.

The abbot of the White Tiger Temple, a Fifth Layer Heaven Honor Realm master, was once a famous figure even in the Western Province.

Now, he had fallen to become a mount for a magical beast.

"Buddha, please forgive me!" the old monk repented in his heart.

Little Lin chuckled and jumped onto the old monk's shoulder.

His legs dangled in front of the old monk's chest.

Little Lin patted that shiny bald head and said, quite dissatisfied, "This bald head is too slippery without even a grip, and your neck is so stiff, it really affects the riding experience!"

The old monk felt an unbearable shame and really wanted to shake Little Lin off his neck.

However, seeing Xiao Yi watching him with a half-smile, any rebellious thought in his mind vanished immediately, and he laughed awkwardly, "My, my lord, this monk's bald head has been this way for thousands of years, it can no longer grow any hair..."

"It's alright if you can't grow hair; it just so happens that I have a hat that would suit you perfectly!"

Little Lin's eyes spun around and under the old monk's despairing gaze, pulled out a green hat and put it on his head.

The hat was of fine material, silky smooth, with two ox horns on either side.

Green hair with ox horns!

This was awesomely green!

Little Lin grabbed the ox horns with both hands and nodded in satisfaction, "Excellent, this hat really enhances the riding experience!" He paused and then asked, "Bald donkey, what's your name again?"

The old monk said with a mournful face, "This, this monk's Dharma name is Jie Se!"

Everyone: "..."

Little Lin blinked, "Are you very lustful?"

"..."

Monk Jie Se, on the verge of tears and his face turning red, explained weakly, "It's the 'emptiness of lust' from 'form is emptiness and emptiness is form', not the 'lust' of being lecherous..."

"Oh, oh!"

Little Lin seemed to half-understand but waved his hand indifferently, "Jie Se doesn't sound good; I'll just call you bald donkey!"

Monk Jie Se: "..."

On the side, Huang Tianfang and others, watching the horned green hat on top and the despondent face of Monk Jie Se, felt the gloom on their faces swept away.

Xiao Yi turned to Huang Baitao, "Lord Huang, how did you end up here? And how did you come across Little Lin..."

Huang Baitao hastily explained, "This is what happened..."

"Using the Random Teleportation Scroll we were teleported here, and immediately we were besieged by demonic beasts. Although we killed the beasts, I too suffered severe injuries. I have been recuperating ever since, until I met Little Lin today…"

Huang Baitao's eyes were already a deep crimson, as he thought of the innocent citizens of Beast Emperor City tragically slaughtered by the hands of Celestial Dragon's chosen warriors. Huang Baitao fell to his knees with a thud, "Lord Xiao, you must avenge the innocent members of Beast Emperor City and the Huang Family who have died!"

Xiao Yi raised his hand in an imaginary gesture to help Huang Baitao up and said in a deep voice, "Rest assured, I have already killed the chosen warriors of the Celestial Dragon. My purpose here is to head to the Western Province and seek revenge against Celestial Dragon Temple and the Celestial Dragon Supreme!"

Monk Jie Se, who was nearby, listened to the conversation between the two, his eyes filling with disbelief, "Lord Xiao, did you, did you just say you killed the chosen warriors of the Celestial Dragon?"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Yi was taken aback and looked at Monk Jie Se, "You know of the chosen warriors of the Celestial Dragon?"

"Know of them? Many years ago, my White Tiger Temple and the Celestial Dragon Temple belonged to the same Buddhist Nation, and there was peace between us. It wasn't until the Celestial Dragon Supreme emerged from the Celestial Dragon Temple that they turned on us, constantly harming the masters of my White Tiger Temple and seizing our followers."

In Monk Jie Se's eyes were deep resentment and hatred as he gritted his teeth, "A hundred years ago, they even slandered my White Tiger Temple for cultivating the path of the Buddhist Demon, not only destroying the lineage of my White Tiger Temple but also exiling us from the Western Province, leaving us to wander and suffer in this chaotic sea area..."

Little Lin perched on his neck blinked, raised an eyebrow and said, "Bald donkey, are you saying that you also have a deep-rooted hatred with the Celestial Dragon Temple?"

"I wish to tear them limb from limb!" Monk Jie Se said through clenched teeth.

Little Lin's eyes sparkled, and he chuckled, "Congratulations, your chance for revenge has arrived!"

"Hmm?"

Monk Jie Se was startled, and then thinking of Xiao Yi's grudge against the Celestial Dragon Temple, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly extinguished, as he bitterly smiled, "Master, do you know how difficult it is to destroy the lineage of the Celestial Dragon Temple? Even though Lord Xiao has killed the chosen warriors, as long as the Celestial Dragon Supreme lives, his followers persist, and the lineage of the Celestial Dragon Temple cannot be eradicated. The Celestial Dragon Supreme is one of the eighteen Supreme Venerable Buddhas of the Holy Spirit Mountain…"

In his view...

Even with Xiao Yi's formidable strength, at best he was merely a warrior of the Seventh or Eighth Layer Heaven Honor Realm.

The Celestial Dragon Supreme is not just a Supreme Venerable, but also a superpower with the Buddha's fruit rank.

How could Xiao Yi possibly be his opponent?

"What's so great about a Supreme Venerable?"

Little Lin said nonchalantly, "My boss also has the strength of a Supreme Venerable, isn't that enough to obliterate their lineage?"

"What? Lord Xiao has the strength of a Supreme Venerable?" Monk Jie Se was flabbergasted.

He sized up Xiao Yi and could certainly see that Xiao Yi was no more than in his early twenties.

A Supreme Venerable in his early twenties?

Such a being had never been seen in the vast Western Province!

Little Lin raised his head proudly and said, "How about it? Now do you believe that my boss can annihilate the Celestial Dragon Temple?"

"This..."

Shock painted Monk Jie Se's face, but he still shook his head and said, "It's challenging, really too challenging. Master, do you know what it takes to eradicate a Buddhist Nation's lineage?" Seeing Xiao Yi and Little Lin shaking their heads, he continued, "To eradicate the lineage of a Buddhist Nation there are only two methods: one is to kill all of their strong warriors, and without a figure to have faith in, the lineage naturally falls apart."

"Let alone the unbeatable power of the Celestial Dragon Supreme, being a Buddha, he wouldn't easily leave the Holy Spirit Mountain. To want to kill him one would have to enter the Holy Spirit Mountain, but Lord Xiao, are you confident in killing him at the Spirit Mountain?" Monk Jie Se looked at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi shook his head.

The Holy Spirit Mountain is guarded by the Holy Venerable powerhouses!

To think of going in to kill the Celestial Dragon Supreme, it's likely that he would be slapped to death by the Holy Venerable powerhouses the moment he entered.

Little Lin asked, "And the second method?"

Monk Jie Se pondered for a moment, then resentment gleamed in his eyes, and through gritted teeth, he said, "The second method, as the Celestial Dragon Temple did to us back then. They framed our White Tiger Temple for cultivating the Buddhist Demon path, leading our White Tiger Temple to be abandoned by followers. Additionally, by exiling many masters of the White Tiger Temple, the White Tiger Temple's presence in the Western Province naturally withered. But to make all the followers of the Celestial Dragon Temple abandon them, that's almost impossible…"

"Boss, what should we do now?" Little Lin asked unwillingly.

Everyone's gaze turned to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi rested his chin on his palm and pondered for a moment. His lips slightly lifted, staring intently at Monk Jie Se, "Jie Se, do you wish to personally bring about the downfall of the Celestial Dragon Temple?"

"I dream of it, but..."

Monk Jie Se smiled bitterly, "It's simply impossible!"

Xiao Yi shook his head, a confident smile on his face, "The word 'impossible' does not exist in my dictionary!"

PS: Third update, Xiao Tian carries on!