YM778.TV Chapter 162: 163 I Don't Even Know If You're Pretty
Chapter 162: 163 I Don\'t Even Know If You\'re Pretty
Chapter 162: Chapter 163 I Don’t Even Know If You’re Pretty
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In their eyes, there was only the Demonic Woman before them and the Space Ring taken by Li Xiaobai.
“Gentlemen, your lives were saved by us, and the Space Ring has already automatically compensated us for that. As for this Demonic Woman, she has nothing to do with you, so please leave quickly,” Li Xiaobai patiently explained once again.
“Could it be that you are in collusion with this Demonic Woman, that you are actually all in it together?”
The monk-looking cultivator’s eyes flashed with a sly glint. They had the upper hand with more people on their side and were all experts from the major sects, not afraid to take action.
The others also discreetly glanced at the woman in black, their throats unconsciously moving, stirring up feelings of agitation once again.
Although the intention was to capture this witch and bring her back to their sect, how she was dealt with along the way was entirely at their discretion.
The Demonic Women of the Hehuan Sect were notoriously difficult to capture, and this woman was the saintess among them, possessing seductive powers that no man could resist.
“Amitabha, this monk came to rescue others today. Just now, the donors joined forces with the intention of indulging in base deeds. This monk thought that you were affected by the Demon Qin and had a lapse in judgment. Please leave quickly,” said Monk Liaowang.
“Enough, we righteous cultivators have always stood firmly against demons and monsters. Today, this Demonic Woman must come with me. As for you, I’ve taken note. I will report back to our sect and investigate you thoroughly!”
The Taoist could not hold back any longer, his eyes faintly reddening as his figure flashed once more, charging towards the woman in black.
The others followed closely behind, as several Primordial Spirits in the void once again manifested, unleashing an overwhelming presence, pressing against the crowd.
Monk Liaowang’s expression changed slightly, not expecting that the other party would remain unreasonable even after regaining clarity.
His hands formed seals, and eighteen Golden Arhat Statues swelled with the wind, equal with the golden Buddha Primordial Spirits in the void, their light shining on all, firmly withstanding the advance of the cultivators in front.
“This is the Eighteen Arhats Golden Body, created from the External Incarnations of Dharma Form Manifestation!”
“Just who are you, monk? Even this poor monk has not mastered such ability!”
The expressions of the onlookers changed drastically, and the monk was especially astonished. The Eighteen Arhats Golden Body was an ultimate art within Buddhist Sects, almost a secret not passed outside the temples.
To master the Eighteen Arhats, one must fully comprehend the Buddhist scriptures corresponding to each Arhat. Then, with the scripture as a guide, the Primordial Spirit Power would be used to form the Arhats.
Through a repeated process, the Eighteen Arhats Golden Body is akin to having eighteen additional Primordial Spirits.
This is not merely a testament to formidable strength and cultivation level. The opponent’s understanding of Buddhist Law far surpasses ordinary people, reaching a level even many esteemed masters are unable to achieve, and they can use it casually.
A trace of envy flashed in their eyes. Such an unknown Buddhist prodigy, to them, was more a bane than a blessing.
“Amitabha, this monk is from the Lotus Sutra Temple in the Western Desert. Gentlemen, please cease your actions,” said Monk Liaowang.
The monk-like cultivator’s heart relaxed. “So you are from the Lotus Sutra Temple. You shield a Demonic Woman of the Demon Sect, and I, Ling Jue, have taken note. Upon my return, I will surely report to the Thousand Buddha Temple to properly rectify this!”
The Lotus Sutra Temple was not a large temple in the Western Desert; on the contrary, it was a small, inconspicuous temple with few followers and monks; he was not afraid of them.
“Indeed, you openly shield a Demonic Woman of the Demon Sect. Especially you, as a disciple of the Buddhist Sect, are entangled with the saintess of the Hehuan Sect. I will most certainly report the situation here truthfully upon my return!” said the Taoist with a ferocious expression, scanning everyone with a fierce gaze.
“Just you wait…”
Several righteous individuals looked at Monk Liaowang with some fear and hurriedly left the place.
The cultivation strength of the other party was far above theirs. Although they were all at the Divinity Transformation Stage, the gap between them was too great.
“This…”
“A monk should act with propriety and sit with straightness, even if the great masters of Thousand Buddha Temple were here, I would have nothing to be ashamed of,” the young monk said.
Monk Liaowang spoke earnestly. The Buddhist Sect had always been strict; his master had taught him from a young age that those who could walk out of the Buddhist Sect were people of sufficient character and cultivation level, with great abilities.
He himself was concerned for the world, with righteousness in his heart, fearing no form of scrutiny.
“Master, you’ve already saved their lives; there’s no need to pay attention to these petty individuals,” Li Xiaobai said indifferently.
Monks are just too fussy. If it were him, he would have made them grovel directly.
However, the Huazi that group had mentioned was running low, and it was estimated they would find it difficult to leave the cave.
“That’s right, you’re a decent monk, but too foolish. Those people are all of ill intent. By saving them, you’re only allowing more people to suffer at their hands, increasing their sins,” Su Mei’er said with a seductive smile.
Monk Liaowang chanted a Buddha’s name and said no more.
Li Xiaobai sized up the woman in front of him, flipping through the rankings. The name Su Mei’er was quite familiar; it seemed to come up often.
Beauty rankings.
Fifth place: Su Mei’er, a hundred times more beautiful than Xi Yao.
“Young man, by looking at me this way, could it be that you recognize me?”
Su Mei’er’s smile was enchanting. The Cultivation Technique she practiced was the art of enchantment, and every move was naturally captivating.
“Are you the Su Mei’er who is a hundred times more beautiful than Xi Yao?” Li Xiaobai asked.
“Indeed, it is I, but now I am a thousand times more beautiful than Xi Yao. All these cats and dogs around you were once pursuers of mine!” Su Mei’er cast a flirtatious glance at Yunkun and the others, speaking in a coquettish tone.
Yunkun and the others blushed, silent and embarrassed.
Without asking, it was clear that something had happened between these people, but Li Xiaobai didn’t care and didn’t want to know.
“We just saved your life, shouldn’t you show some gratitude?”
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Li Xiaobai got straight to the point. This was a Demonic Woman from the Demon Sect; surely she had a wealth of treasures, and he had every intention of extracting a hefty fee for her life.
“But it was this little monk who saved me just now, what does it have to do with you?”
“The Huazi in your mouth was given to him by me, and besides, we’re a team. Committing crimes together, sharing resources, don’t you understand?”
“How about I keep you company for drinks and moon gazing tonight, brother?”
Su Mei’er’s smile was blooming like a flower as she cast a sidelong glance at Monk Liaowang. Monk Liaowang, as if in deep meditation, remained completely unmoved.
She couldn’t help but think to herself that he really was a block of wood.
Li Xiaobai frowned. “What’s the matter with you? How much is drinking and gazing at the moon worth? Just now those people had to give up a Space Ring in exchange for their lives. Don’t joke around; hurry up and take out your treasures.”
Su Mei’er was stunned. “Am I not beautiful?”
Li Xiaobai shook his head. “There might be a lot of people who say you’re beautiful, but to tell you the truth, I’m face blind. I didn’t save you because you’re beautiful; I don’t even know if you’re pretty or not.”
Su Mei’er: “…”