Killing intent surged, and a chilling aura pressed down! Fahai's life hung by a thread!
Witnessing this scene, the surrounding crowd sighed involuntarily.
Three thousand red threads danced, each capable of striking down a Heavenly Realm expert!
Now, three thousand unleashed simultaneously, solely to take one life, how could it possibly miss?
Fahai was in a desperate situation.
"To make me use such a technique, you are indeed a rare opponent."
"Fahai!"
"You are truly extraordinary."
"It's just a pity that you shouldn't have stepped into my Liyang territory!"
Han Diaosi manipulated the sky-full of red threads, his voice like ice and frost.
Seeing the overwhelming rain of threads, Xu Weixiong's heart trembled, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes. "Han Diaosi, how dare you make a move?"
"If you dare to kill him today, the Bei Liang Royal Residence will be irreconcilable with you!"
Fahai had offended the Zhao Family Imperial Family and incurred the wrath of the Human Cat by saving her.
If it weren't for her, Fahai would not have fallen into such a deadly trap.
If Fahai truly perished here, she would surely avenge him!
But Han Diaosi was unconcerned, his gaze fixed only on the figure clad in a kasaya. Though the three thousand red threads were soft, at this moment, they were more potent than three thousand sharp blades!
They could cut metal and split stone! Today, Fahai was destined to die!
Just then, a white figure broke through the air.
What followed was a calm and clear voice.
"To kill him, have you asked me?"
The white-clothed figure landed gracefully, and closely following was a sudden burst of sharp Saber Light!
Nangong Pu She, wielding her Embroidered Winter and Spring Thunder dual sabers, had appeared!
"Eighteen Stops!"
Sharp Saber Light surged like a spring tide!
Like the turbulent waves at the convergence of heaven and earth, that moment of breathtaking beauty! Thrilling and heart-pounding!
Saber Qi crisscrossed, and red threads snapped into pieces!
In the blink of an eye, the sky-full of thread-rain shattered into a scattered flurry.
All their power was lost.
The white-clothed figure landed, revealing an unparalleled grace.
That face, exquisitely beautiful, a fleeting glimpse like a Fairy descending to the mortal world! Breathtakingly beautiful!
"That's... Nangong Pu She!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, recognizing the newcomer.
This white-clothed figure was none other than Nangong Pu She, once the number one on the heavenly pride ranking and the top on the rouge list! How did she also appear here?
Some had not yet reacted, their faces full of confusion: "Nangong Pu She? Why would she come?"
Suddenly, one person spoke up: "Have you forgotten the rumors in the Jianghu?"
"Nangong Pu She and Fahai are lovers!"
"This news has already spread across the four seas, who else do you think she's here for?"
"Hiss--is this actually true? I always thought it was just a rumor."
"Fahai is a Shaolin Disciple, could he really be in love with Nangong Pu She?"
"So, Nangong Pu She really came for Fahai?"
The inn immediately buzzed with discussion.
Xu Weixiong, meanwhile, gazed at the white figure, standing still amidst the clamor.
Nangong Pu She?
She was naturally not unfamiliar with the renowned name of the top of the rouge list.
Nangong Pu She, the number one beauty on the rouge list, was also once the top figure on the heavenly pride ranking.
She never expected that for Fahai, she would venture into such a dangerous place alone.
Just how strong this famous Nangong Pu She was, was truly hard to estimate.
Fahai was a renowned monk throughout the world, with an exceptionally handsome appearance.
And Nangong Pu She's talent and combat prowess were also rare in the world.
As for her beauty, being able to surpass all others and top the rouge list, she was undoubtedly of captivating beauty.
The two were indeed quite well-matched.
If Fahai were recruited into Northern Liang, could Nangong Pu She also be brought in as a bonus?
Xu Weixiong's eyes suddenly lit up.
Fahai's talent was self-evident; whether in chess, Comprehension Ability, or cultivation, he was a leader.
Even though she had seen many young Prodigies at Shangyin Academy, no one could compare to Fahai.
It was precisely for this reason that she had gone to such lengths, wishing to bring him under her command.
If Nangong Pu She could also be invited, then it would be even more worth going all out.
Nangong Pu She was also once the number one on the heavenly pride ranking, with exceptional talent, looking down upon all.
If both of them could be brought into Northern Liang.
From then on, Qingliang Mountain would be as stable as a rock!
Even Emperor Zhao Chun would not dare to easily attack the Xu Family.
Killing two birds with one stone; even if Xu Xiao were to pass away one day, Zhao Chun might not dare to make a move against Northern Liang.
Along the way, Fahai had already completely won over Xu Weixiong.
She held Fahai in high regard.
She had identified this person and was trying every possible means to bring him into the Bei Liang Royal Residence.
"Lovers?"
Dong Xi blinked, a little surprised: "Little Master Fahai, is he also like Daddy?"
"Can he drink alcohol and eat meat, and also marry and have children?"
"I thought Daddy was the only monk in the world who broke the precepts."
"But that older sister is really pretty, and she looks very strong too."
"Don't you think so, silly Nan Bei."
She shook Nan Bei's arm as she spoke.
Nan Bei thought to himself: Of course she's beautiful, Miss Nangong is the top of the rouge list, her beauty is unmatched in the world.
In the shadows.
The Baiyi Sengren (White-Clothed Monk)'s lips curved slightly as he looked at Fahai, who stood side by side with Nangong Pu She.
"Heh heh, fellow traveler."
"In this world, there is actually someone like me, Li Dangxin."
"So my Dao is not lonely."
Li Dangxin's face broke into a smile, full of emotion.
That year, he returned from a journey of ten thousand li to the west, and lectured at Two Chan Temple for three days and nights without closing his eyes.
But on the third day after finishing his discourse, he suddenly announced that he was going to get married.
From then on, Two Chan Temple gained a monk who ate meat, drank alcohol, and married a beautiful woman.
Li Dangxin's Zen heart was firm, yet he chose to cultivate the Zen of "red dust."
Without love or hate, one cannot become a Buddha; worldly affections, on the contrary, helped him to maintain his original heart.
The greatest Buddhist Dharma was nothing more than the companionship of wife and children, and the mundane life of the human world.
For Li Dangxin, the "Two Chan" in Two Chan Temple, one half was his wife, the other half was his daughter.
Beyond that, though the world was vast, there was no other Zen to contemplate.
The Baiyi Sengren (White-Clothed Monk)'s actions, though contrary to Buddhist precepts and even considered heretical in the eyes of many.
Yet he was still revered by the world as a living Buddha.
Today, in this Zen temple full of affection, he finally met a kindred spirit.
"Namo Amitabha."
Li Dangxin clasped his hands together, his expression serene.
Fahai's face immediately lit up with joy upon seeing Nangong Pu She.
"Why are you here?"
Nangong Pu She's tone was calm: "You came to pick me up, so I came."
Although she showed little emotional fluctuation, being able to say this was enough to show that she cared about Fahai.
Fahai's lips curved slightly.
"As expected of my wife."
"However, now is not the time for reminiscing."
Nangong Pu She nodded gently, her gaze at Han Shengxuan chillingly cold.
"I understand, kill him."
Facing the enemy she had thought about day and night, determined to eliminate him without delay, Nangong Pu She's heart was naturally turbulent.
Although she appeared calm on the surface, the Embroidered Winter and Spring Thunder in her hands were already tightly gripped, ready to erupt into a life-and-death battle at any moment!
The three thousand red threads snapped in response, and Han Diaosi retreated several steps, looking at the white-clothed woman with surprise and uncertainty.
That strike should have been fatal, and by rights, it should have been enough to take Fahai's life.
He didn't expect it to be broken by someone else.
His gaze fell on Nangong Pu She, a hint of surprise in his snake-like eyes.
That Saber was truly stunning!
In that Saber Intent, he smelled death.
Fortunately, that person's cultivation was still shallow, not yet reaching the Heavenly Human Realm.
Otherwise, with just that one Saber, he would have had to flee in disarray.
As expected of the former number one on the heavenly pride ranking—Nangong Pu She.
Han Diaosi stared at her, naturally recalling their old grievances.
Nangong Pu She was the daughter of Xie Guanying.
That year, for the sake of his grand ambition, Xie Guanying personally killed his wife—a flood Dragon about to transform into a Dragon—solely to seize the Luck from her body.
After his wife's death, the Luck split into four parts.
Besides what Xie Guanying obtained, three other portions fell into the hands of himself, Wang Xianzhi, and Tuoba Pusa of Northern Mang, respectively.
He never thought that today, here, he would encounter the daughter of that victim from back then.
And this daughter had come because of Fahai.
Was this the so-called cycle of Karma?
Han Diaosi sneered coldly; people like him never believed in Karma or retribution.
Nangong Pu She was indeed extraordinary, capable of making him feel a hint of death.
But that was all.
