Chapter 243 - 235: Acquiring Bodhi Not True Achievement
Wukong, holding fifteen Ginseng Fruits, headed towards the Reincarnation Netherworld. While these Ginseng Fruits were indeed treasures, their effects on someone with his current Cultivation Level were negligible; nevertheless, they were offered with good intention.
Wukong was a regular visitor, so the Yin God who guarded the gate wisely opened it up and invited Wukong inside.
This time, the Reincarnation Netherworld had deployed a million Yin Gods to assist; however, given that the Buddhist Sect specialized in restraining them, the losses were significant—five hundred thousand Yin Gods perished. But after all, this was the Reincarnation Netherworld and the ranks of five hundred thousand Yin Gods could be quickly replenished. There was no shortage here, except for an abundance of ghosts! Just capture a couple of ghosts, guide them a bit in their practice, and naturally, they could break through to the Ninefold Immortal realm.
The Ancestral Witches were currently surrounding Di Jiang’s coffin, slowly chanting the incantations of the Witch Clan. Mysterious runes circulated, awakening the dormant vitality within Di Jiang’s body. His physical form, within the coffin crafted from the essence of the earth, emitted a luminous glow, signaling that the spark of life was stirring.
"Bring over the Ginseng Fruits!" Xuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes and softly said.
The other Ancestral Witches were calmly guarding their spirits, naturally unaware of Wukong’s arrival, but Xuan Ming had sensed it, the two sharing a tacit understanding.
Wukong tossed out the fifteen Ginseng Fruits. With a flick of Xuan Ming’s finger, all fifteen Ginseng Fruits flew onto Di Jiang’s corpse, then burst apart; myriad essences flowed into Di Jiang’s body, and the faint spark of life within him surged immediately.
Zhu Rong joyfully said, "Big brother is waking up!"
After a moment, Di Jiang indeed opened his eyes, still somewhat weak, his first words being, "How many years have passed?"
The resurrection of the Ancestral Witches could take as little as a few decades or as long as a hundred years, so Di Jiang’s first question upon awakening was about time.
After death, everything returns to silence, to Chaos; naturally, time cannot be measured.