Chapter 9
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Chapter 9: 500 Million Dharma Bodies, 500 Million Bai Lians
There are always obstacles in the path ahead.
When you set out to explore, challenges are inevitable.
So…
Stop.
Though filled with regret, Xiao Jinse was momentarily separated from Bai Lian.
She was broad-minded, but she understood that she could no longer monopolize Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
She did not feel sadness.
This was what she had expected, wasn’t it?
Instead, Xiao Jinse felt a sense of happiness.
At least she knew that Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian cared deeply for her.
At least their bond had grown beyond that of ordinary elder martial sisters and younger martial sisters.
It was an invisible, untouchable line, but it was undeniably real.
Even with this invisible wall between them, Xiao Jinse believed that one day, her sincerity would break it down.
What delighted Xiao Jinse even more was that she had unlocked many firsts in this brief relationship.
For the first time, she had embraced Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian openly.
She had poked her belly with a sword for the first time.
She had fused her blood with Bai Lian’s for the first time.
She had seen Bai Lian play the flute for the first time.
She had walked in the wind with her under a sky filled with yellow leaves for the first time.
“If you are alive, you must have some hope!”
Under the autumn sun, Xiao Jinse held a red, translucent crystal in the shape of a water drop to her right eye.
This symbolized her deep connection with Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
Through the crystal, she could see a beautiful new world, one that only existed in her dreams.
This gift might not have been valuable in material terms, but it meant everything to her.
When she held the crystal, it felt as though she were holding a tiny sun.
Warm.
It was the taste of acceptance, of tolerance.
A moment later, Xiao Jinse walked into the yard, her hand resting on her waist.
Though Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian had healed her stomach wound, her body—still battered from the fierce battle—needed time to recover.
“The Second Elder Martial Sister, your waist…”
Su Youwei, who was practicing sword skills in the yard, glanced at Xiao Jinse’s unusual posture, puzzled.
Xiao Jinse answered, “My waist is fine. I just used a lot of energy while training with Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian. I sustained a small injury, so I just need a little rest.”
“…” Su Youwei stared after Xiao Jinse as she walked toward her room.
“Strong enough to break your waist?”
Why did something seem off?
After a while, she called Hong Yi out of the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl.
“Do you think the Second Elder Martial Sister did something bad secretly?”
Su Hong Yi blinked in confusion.
Although much time had passed, she still couldn’t face Su Youwei.
So when Su Youwei asked her, she only half-heard the second half of the question.
She immediately waved her hand dismissively. “No, nothing bad happened. You should trust others more now!”
Su Youwei nodded.
Perhaps she had overthought things. After all, Xiao Jinse often liked to tease her with little lies.
She should just focus on improving her sword skills.
After all, how could Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian be happy with her swordsmanship if it was subpar?
“Hong Yi, since you have nothing to do, come and practice with me.”
“Oh, oh.”
Hong Yi quickly hid her face, turning away, nervous that Su Youwei might sense something strange.
Time for some fencing. No room for mischief this time!
—
Bai Lian lingered on the hillside for a long time.
It seemed the Second Martial Sister had awakened something, but its effectiveness remained uncertain. She would need to observe it further.
This effort had been worthwhile.
She even entertained the thought of stabbing her master with her sword, wondering if it would lead to a breakthrough.
When saying goodbye to the Second Martial Sister, Bai Lian had specifically asked if she was aware of the rope.
The Second Martial Sister shook her head.
Bai Lian then asked if she had seen any other Martial Sisters leave last night.
The Second Martial Sister answered confidently, “No, if anyone made a move, I would have noticed immediately!”
Small moves?
No, there were none!
To keep watch over those Martial Sisters, she had even placed powder on Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s door.
If anyone tried anything, they would be caught on the spot!
Bai Lian understood.
After leaving the hillside forest, she spoke with the fifth Martial Sister.
“Ah, I slept well last night and didn’t wake up in the middle of the night.”
This came from Ling Xuan, who had been in the bamboo forest of the forbidden area.
Okay.
The suspicion surrounding the younger Martial Sisters was momentarily resolved.
Although Shifu had not entirely shed the limitations of her waning period, there was little chance that someone could sneak into Qiongming Peak without her noticing.
So, the likelihood of an outsider hanging the rope was quite low.
“If it wasn’t hung by an outsider…”
Could it have been a sleepwalking incident?
The thought was absurd.
Bai Lian had reached the later stages of the Soul Changing Stage—sleepwalking seemed impossible.
Unless…
Unless there was something seriously wrong.
Could she, in her sleep, harm the younger Martial Sisters?
[In my dream…]
The idea terrified her.
But if it wasn’t sleepwalking, then it had to be…
Bai Lian’s gaze shifted toward An Lan’s cave.
All possibilities ruled out, only one remained.
No matter how improbable, it had to be true.
At noon, in the late autumn, the sun filtered through the bamboo branches, casting soft light on the white jade slab outside An Lan’s cave.
Inside, there was only darkness—deep, unfathomable.
Bai Lian recalled her interactions with An Lan from the game.
In the game, An Lan was often cold, speaking only one word when a sentence would suffice.
One moment stood out: during a battle with demons in the East Divine Land.
In the midst of sadness and war, she offered a red flower to a little girl who had lost everything.
Then, without a word, she wiped out millions of demons alone.
Silent, yet full of power.
But Bai Lian knew the truth.
An Lan’s coldness was a mask.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have shown her true feelings when talking about Shifu—expressing disgust while still engaging in “intimate” actions with Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
For example:
“You deserve to tell me you have an immortal body?”
“…”
“Did Shifu hang that rope?”
Bai Lian wanted to enter the cave to ask An Lan.
But she hesitated, repeating the same steps and holding back.
Even if Shifu had done it, she would never admit it.
This was An Lan.
Forget it.
Bai Lian returned to her room.
For a moment, she couldn’t understand why Shifu would do something like this.
She stopped thinking about it.
Tomorrow, she would go to Wutan State.
Sitting down in a lotus position on her bed, Bai Lian began to study the True Secret of 500 Million Dharma Bodies.
In the game, the higher the level of a cultivation method, the harder it was to comprehend.
Some methods required specific conditions—like the Hehuan Sect’s, which demanded women to cultivate through more morally questionable means.
Creation Level techniques, however, were different. They didn’t require physical strength, but a high level of perception.
In the game, if your perception was too low, reading the introduction to these techniques resulted in a jumble of random characters.
Bai Lian had little confidence in her perception.
To her surprise, when she began to connect with the cultivation method in her mind, it all clicked.
Was this a system bonus?
She immediately began to absorb the vast knowledge embedded in the technique.
The miracle happened again.
The True Secret of 500 Million Dharma Bodies took root in her body, sprouting from a small sapling.
How wild!
Though her original cultivation method, the Qiongming Source Tracing Sword Manual, fought to resist, it was completely overwritten after several collisions.
In just half an hour, the True Secret of 500 Million Dharma Bodies became the new master in Bai Lian’s dantian.
“…”
Bai Lian stared at the system prompt in disbelief.
Her basic skills had also been improved.
[Hard Skill: 532]
[Soft Skill: 551]
[Light Skill: 524]
[Focus: 568]
Now, unless someone had a powerful magic tool, Bai Lian would be nearly unbeatable at the Soul Changing Stage.
What amazed her even more was the technique’s very name.
Though she could only create one Dharma Body now, as her cultivation grew, she would be able to create 500 million Bai Lians at once!
Five hundred million Bai Lians fighting one master, four Martial Sisters, and a jade rabbit…
“I don’t know how to lose!”
Bai Lian was in a good mood.