Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

He flew above the giant Buddha and looked down from its neck only to see that the Buddha's body had been thoroughly consumed by fungal filaments as nutrients, leaving only Zen Master Ku's skin!


The musician in green flicked his fingers, and with a ringing sound, a note resonated. The golden statue of the Buddha was immediately sent flying, revealing the ground beneath it teeming with fungal filaments. These filaments burrowed into the earth, forming a tunnel!


The tunnel led straight to the depths of the earth, where wind howled through, bringing a hint of coolness.


The presence of wind indicated that there was another exit!


Whatever was beneath the earth had already escaped through the other exit!


The musician in green waved his sleeve, sending a musical note into the fungal tunnel. Soon after, the melody could be heard resonating from the depths, flowing melodiously for several miles underground!


Chapter 171: Great Demon Like a Dream_2