As Shen Xinzi finished speaking, his eyes sharpened, and he actually stepped towards You Yingying.
The Nine-Finger Divine Lord quickly grabbed him, scolding: “Do you really dare to act recklessly? This girl is from the Star Sea Congregations, and besides, this place belongs to Sword Venerable Fudao, you better not cause trouble!”
Shen Xinzi sternly said: “Exorcising demons is the duty of us disciples of the Buddhism Sect, how can we neglect it out of fear of the strong?”
He immediately shook off the Nine-Finger Divine Lord’s hand, trying to break free.
The Nine-Finger Divine Lord said in a deep voice: “There are countless demons in the world, this demon has not yet done any evil, how can you act directly? Don’t forget your mission, there are greater calamities that require your intervention.”
He felt a headache coming on, how could this lad be even more stubborn than ten thousand years ago?
Although he knew that You Yingying had no relation to Sword Venerable Fudao, causing trouble here would inevitably break the peace of Medicine Valley, something he did not wish to see happen.
Shen Xinzi frowned, his gaze fixed on You Yingying.
You Yingying seemed to sense something and turned her head to look at Shen Xinzi.
Their gazes pierced through the endless white snow, colliding in midair.
For some reason, upon seeing him, You Yingying inexplicably felt uncomfortable and a bit scared.
She instinctively avoided Shen Xinzi’s gaze and ran away.
After walking some distance, her panic did not subside, and she looked back instinctively, only to find Shen Xinzi still staring at her, scaring her into quickening her pace.
She hurriedly walked away, in a daze, until she bumped into someone, waking her up.
She took a closer look and found that she had bumped into Gu An.
Amidst the falling snow, Gu An stood in his blue robe, drifting with the wind; he held a mirror in his hand, like a folding fan. The hair crown on his head reflected the light, and along with the gold pattern on his forehead, it made You Yingying stare in awe.
For the first time, You Yingying felt that Gu An had such an air of elegance. If there were truly Immortals in this world, they would probably look like this.
“What’s wrong with you?” Gu An asked. Of course, he knew what was going on, but he had to pretend to be oblivious.
You Yingying snapped out of her daze and, for some reason, felt calmer in front of Gu An.
“Just now, a monk kept staring at me…” You Yingying said aggrievedly.
Gu An laughed: “Aren’t you the one who’s fearless, how can you be afraid of a mere monk?”
You Yingying glared: “I don’t know why, I just felt uneasy under his gaze.”
“Uneasy? Did you do something guilty, stealing his cassock?”
“Pah, do you take me for a black bear spirit?”
With Gu An’s teasing, You Yingying completely relaxed.
Gu An walked towards his pavilion, followed closely by the Blood Prison Great Saint, who threw a disdainful glance at You Yingying.
You Yingying instantly became furious and started cursing the Blood Prison Great Saint.
The man and the ox began to argue, while Gu An, used to it, couldn’t be bothered to intervene.
In the following days, Shen Xinzi stayed at the Supreme Sect, investigating the disciples’ impressions of Sword Venerable Fudao.
Three days passed quickly.
Shen Xinzi returned to Medicine Valley, having understood that Sword Venerable Fudao was righteous and cared for the common people, and would not prevent him from exorcising demons.
Upon arriving at Medicine Valley, he encountered Yang Jian and Li Lingtian.
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Yang Jian was pulling Li Lingtian out, looking for a place to spar. Li Lingtian was very reluctant, but did not back down verbally.
Seeing the two, Shen Xinzi’s gaze was fixed.
He moved to block Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked at him, his brows slightly furrowed. Even now, suppressing his cultivation level, Yang Jian couldn’t hide his extraordinary presence, showing the demeanor of a prodigy.
Standing beside him, Li Lingtian appeared completely overshadowed.
Glaring at Shen Xinzi, Li Lingtian said disgruntledly: “Monk, what do you want?”
Shen Xinzi spoke: “Amitabha, this poor monk sees that you both have remarkable auras and unique bones. Why not join our Bitter Sea Buddha Sect and cultivate the Great Dao?”
Bitter Sea Buddha Sect?
Before Yang Jian could speak, Li Lingtian was already flustered: “You want us to become monks? Impossible!”
He was the Crown Prince; how could he become a monk?
“Monk is just a worldly term; becoming a Buddha is the Great Dao, which is eternal.” Shen Xinzi said calmly.
Scratching his head, Li Lingtian thought that this guy was either crazy or genuinely capable of something. Suddenly, he didn’t dare to provoke him.
In Medicine Valley, he always encountered Great Cultivators, so he couldn’t remain arrogant.
Yang Jian said softly: “Thank you for your kind offer, but I already have a master, and I don’t wish to take another. Farewell.”
He bypassed Shen Xinzi and walked out of the valley.
Li Lingtian quickly followed.
Shen Xinzi watched their departing figures, contemplating something.
Meanwhile.
In the distance, beneath a pavilion, Gu An and Ji Xiaoyu stood side by side, appreciating the snowy scenery.
Ji Xiaoyu noticed Shen Xinzi and said: “That monk seems unusual. I wonder if he will cause trouble for Yang Jian.”
Although she had never sparred with Yang Jian, she felt he was extraordinary.
Curious about how Gu An had made Yang Jian so loyal, she learned that Yang Jian had been nurtured by Gu An’s elixir, gradually unlocking his talent, which made her admire Gu An even more.
Perhaps Gu An’s cultivation talent was ordinary, but his character deeply impressed her.
Gu An turned back: “He is a high monk; how could he trouble Jian’er? If anything, he would bring blessings, wouldn’t he?”
Ji Xiaoyu glanced at him, seeing the genuine smile on his face, she believed his words.
They continued chatting casually.
Eventually, Shen Xinzi still found You Yingying. At first, she was very afraid of him, but he only asked her about some matters, which gradually made her lower her guard.
Although Gu An’s gaze wasn’t fixed on Shen Xinzi, his attention was always on him.
If You Yingying were outside and got caught by Shen Xinzi, he wouldn’t intervene, but not in Medicine Valley.
Gu An thought Shen Xinzi wouldn’t harm You Yingying, but he was wrong.
Late at night.
You Yingying was meditating and cultivating in her room. The candlelight reflected her shadow on the wall, swaying slightly.
Suddenly sensing something, she opened her eyes to see a figure entering her sight, startling her so much she instinctively crawled backward, hitting the wall.
“What do you want?” You Yingying asked nervously, her voice loud, clearly trying to alert others.
Standing by the bed, Shen Xinzi looked down at You Yingying with a serious expression.
“Don’t waste your efforts. I have set up a barrier; no one can hear your cries, nor can you escape.” Shen Xinzi’s gaze was oppressive, and his tone was cold.
You Yingying gritted her teeth and asked: “Who are you? What grudge do you have with me?”
“Amitabha, we have no personal grudge. This poor monk can let you die knowing the reason; you are the reincarnation of a Heavenly Demon. Once your cultivation reaches the Primordial Spirit stage, you will regain memories of your past life and bring calamity to the world.” Shen Xinzi replied.
Upon hearing this, You Yingying’s expression changed dramatically, but instead of arguing, she sat dazedly on the bed, looking desolate.
“I see…”
She murmured, a bitter smile appearing on her face.
She closed her eyes, preparing to accept her fate.
Shen Xinzi closed his eyes and raised his right hand, ready to end You Yingying’s life.
Thud!
Suddenly, a hand pressed on Shen Xinzi’s shoulder, causing his eyes to snap open, his Buddha heart trembling.
This indescribable feeling made him inexplicably fearful.
Having faced countless formidable demons, even in defeat, he had never felt this way.
He was shocked to find himself unable to move, his mana suppressed and inactive.
He immediately thought of someone.
Sword Venerable Fudao!
Legend had it that in a book, it was written that Sword Venerable Fudao would lightly tap the shoulder before killing someone…
He had thought it was just a tale, but it turned out to be true.
“Outsiders are not permitted to kill within the Supreme Sect.”
Gu An’s voice reached Shen Xinzi’s ears, hoarse and indifferent, carrying an undeniable authority.
Next, Shen Xinzi felt the hand on his shoulder disappear, an immense relief flooding over him.
He exhaled deeply, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, unable to remain calm.
In that brief moment, he truly thought he would die.
Looking again at You Yingying, his eyes were complex.
“Amitabha…”
Shen Xinzi’s voice rang out, followed by the sound of the door opening.
You Yingying opened her eyes to see that Shen Xinzi had vanished.
Thinking about his earlier tone, it seemed he was sighing?
However…
You Yingying felt no relief from the brush with death; instead, she remained despondent.
The reincarnation of a Heavenly Demon…
Having grown up in the Star Sea Congregations, she had heard tales of the Heavenly Demon. No wonder her father was reluctant to teach her cultivation. When he heard she was coming to the Supreme Sect, he was pleased, fearing she might implicate him.
That night, You Yingying leaned against the wall, lost in thought.
The next morning, she tidied herself up before leaving the house.
Seeing the disciples of Medicine Valley exercising, their faces brimming with smiles, she felt as though she were in a different world, suddenly somewhat envious.
These people might not have natural talent or prominent origins, but at least they could look forward to their future.
And what about her?
Born unlucky, unloved by her father, shunned by her mother, everyone saw her as a curse.
She spotted Shen Xinzi. He stood under a tree, watching the disciples exercise, deep in thought. He didn’t turn his head despite her gaze.
“Does he pity me, or is he afraid of dirtying his hands?” You Yingying stood there, stunned.
After the morning exercises ended and the disciples dispersed, she still stood at the entrance.
Time passed unknowingly.
Gu An rode the Blood Prison Great Saint past her yard and shouted: “Ms. You, what are you daydreaming about? If you have nothing to do, go shovel the snow with them. Since you live in my Medicine Valley, you should at least help out, right?”
You Yingying snapped out of it, and seeing Gu An’s slightly displeased face, she instinctively nodded in agreement.
Gu An showed a satisfied expression, tossed her a look that said “good thinking,” and continued on his way with the Blood Prison Great Saint.
At that moment, You Yingying came to her senses, recalling Gu An’s arrogant expression, she couldn’t help but stomp her feet, muttering: “Making me do the chores!”
Although she cursed, her heart wasn’t angry.
She suddenly thought, there’s no place for her in the world, but this Medicine Valley accepted her, she’s not that miserable after all.
The worst-case scenario, she would never cultivate, live a few hundred years like Gu An, and then die. As for where she’d go in the next life, she didn’t care anymore.
In the next life, she wouldn’t be her.