Chapter 1030: Chapter 499: Artificial Monk, Memory Fragments, and Kasaya

Zhang Ze himself didn’t want to comment too much on the fact that he was also a super-resilient king.

So, he awkwardly activated the skill [Sword Sect’s Topic Change].

"Ahem, what were you just telling your disciple, something about seven times tonight?"

"Of course, before tomorrow morning, sneak into my memory seven more times to help you find a way to Baiyujing.

"What else could it be?"

Little Monk glanced at Zhang Ze with a look that said, "I know what you’re thinking, but I’m not going to spell it out."

After Zhang Ze awkwardly laughed, he asked, "How do you sneak in?"

"It’s hard to explain, I can’t really say it clearly, and you might not want to listen. Just watch me operate."

While Little Monk was speaking, he began forming hand signs.

At the same time, the big hands on the lotus pedestal started moving, mimicking Little Monk’s actions.

The scene was somewhat eerie.

Meanwhile, Li wasn’t idle either; it had already flown to the Magic Artifact Melting Furnace, sniffing the severed hand preserved inside.

Though the hand was withered, it was entirely white, like warm mutton-fat jade, without a trace of decay.

Rather than calling it a corpse, it might as well be a Magical Treasure.

So to Li, who didn’t consume humans, this thing was quite intriguing.

It couldn’t decide whether it was a brown sugar cake that tasted like feces or feces that tasted like brown sugar cake.

Seeing Li’s posture as if it wanted to dive inside, Little Monk cleared his throat, "Li, be careful, that thing is my hand."

"Eh?" Upon hearing this, Li froze for a moment, then hurriedly flew in a frog-style back behind Zhang Ze, moving far away from the severed hand, fearing that it might cause trouble inadvertently.

After Li left, Little Monk continued casting spells and spoke to Zhang Ze half-bored, half-explaining about himself.

"In the period after the Great War of Things, apart from restoring order in East Continent, the Six Sects did the most to explore what was happening at the time.

"Digging graves, capturing people for interrogation, deep exploration of Central Continent, guessing each other after getting clues, those were the typical sect tasks then."

Little Monk looked at the severed hand in the furnace, seemingly lost in thought.

"To speak frankly, it was fortunate to have those morons from the Hundred Demons Sect, otherwise the Six Sects might have fought among themselves.

"After all, it was a chaotic era, no matter what happened, it was quite normal.

"And my master, the head of the Buddhist Sect then, found me in the Central Continent wasteland, or rather, found that hand.

"After discovering that the hand wasn’t entirely dead, Master took it back to the Buddhist Sect and placed it within this [Boundless Golden Wheel Realm], hoping to extract some answers from the palm."

As Little Monk completed the final hand sign, the Buddha Country named [Boundless Golden Wheel Realm] shone brightly with golden light.

The core furnace also began to transform, eventually becoming a golden wheel.

Little Monk looked at the golden wheel and continued, "The paths of the Six Sects differ, Buddhist Sect pursues self-transcendence, eternal reincarnation.

"This realm was born for that purpose, and it was almost complete at the time, yet due to various reasons, it couldn’t be verified.

"Master placed the hand within, naturally intending to verify the results as well."

"So, was it successful?" Zhang Ze asked.

Yet, faced with Zhang Ze’s prompting, Little Monk didn’t immediately reply; he paused for a moment and asked Zhang Ze an unrelated question.

"Who do you think I am?"

Zhang Ze knew this wasn’t some zen riddle but a straightforward question, yet for a moment, he didn’t know how to answer.

Because, according to rumors, Little Monk’s true identity was the illegitimate child of that head.

What’s more bizarre is that Zhang Ze heard this gossip firsthand from his own Sect Leader, making it hard to disbelieve.

But if that’s the case, then what’s with the hand?

Little Monk turned to look at Zhang Ze’s expression, knowing what he was thinking, he let out a helpless chuckle and shook his head.

"True but not true, not true because I have no blood ties with Master, true though because my birth was indeed related to him."

Li lay on Zhang Ze’s shoulder, fidgeting with its fingers, not quite understanding what Little Monk was saying, but it didn’t ask further questions, continuing to listen obediently.

However, Zhang Ze understood Little Monk’s meaning, "It failed?"

"You can’t say it completely failed, but the result differed somewhat from expectations." Little Monk said with his hands behind.

"[Boundless Golden Wheel Realm] didn’t restore the hand completely, rather, it created a brand new artificial Divine Soul.

"This artificial Divine Soul, anchored by the severed hand, is bound within this mortal world.

"Unable to achieve eternal reincarnation, but rather condemned to ten eternities of no rebirth."

Little Monk spread his hands, "That is the truth about the Buddhist Sect’s reincarnated high monk.

"As for why it got spread like that..." Little Monk scratched his head awkwardly, "It’s my fault too, casually calling Master ’dad’ then.

"And this matter is like a muddy mishap, impossible to explain, so it spread as it did."

"Indeed," Zhang Ze nodded.

"By the way, Monk, what will happen after your ten cycles of reincarnation end? Freedom?" Li interjected.

Without thinking, Little Monk replied directly, "No, I will instantly disintegrate, and within this [Boundless Golden Wheel Realm], a new Divine Soul will be born again.

"A new Divine Soul inheriting my memories."

"Then what’s the deal with Big Black Monk?" Li asked again.

Little Monk sighed, "My disciple was unlucky, during the second cycle something went wrong, and he got entangled and also bound here.