Chapter 131
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Chapter 131: Guang Jin
The little monk patted his bald head vigorously, trying to recall the origin of the Golden Bead, but its aura felt strangely familiar yet distant.
Li Hui looked at the prayer beads in his hand, puzzled that they hadn’t crumbled. Although many holes appeared on the beads, they were still far from breaking apart or turning into scraps.
Perhaps it was because the silver snake bracelet disdainfully rejected Buddhist artifacts that the internal Heavenly and Earthly Arrays did not overload and break through, only increasing their suction to fourteen times, allowing him to add a dozen more monster-conjuring talismans.
Li Hui raised his head to the little monk lying on the spiritual platform and yelled, “Tell me, what exactly are you?”
“Ah! I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you!” The little monk trembled as he replied, “I’m Guang Jin, the Guang Jin of wealth! This is the Buddha bead that Master Shan Que once enlightened. Please don’t kill me! It’s all that old bald donkey Shan Que’s fault! He loves wealth and beauty, and to advance his cultivation, he sealed his distracting thoughts in me, which ended up corrupting a little boy like me. Of course, the Buddhist protector does this kind of work, but at that time, I was just born and very weak. That old bald donkey couldn’t wait to act, then completely forgot about me for many years, refusing to pay me any attention!”
Guang Jin felt wronged, tears welling in his eyes as he recounted his tale: “I was led out of the Buddhist nation in a daze, passing through many practitioners’ hands until I landed in the hands of a Buddhist. But that Buddhist was worse than old bald donkey Shan Que, so I started to take revenge, leading monks into indulgence with wine, women, and greed, causing them to meet untimely deaths. I don’t know how many years passed until I suddenly discovered I could absorb the cultivation of monks and even strengthen my body by devouring Buddhist artifacts, so I created quite a bit of trouble. Who knew that disciples of the Hongmo Sect found me and said I had fallen too deep into darkness, suitable for handling the monks in the golden light temple of the small heavenly cave, and that’s how it ended…”
“Buddhist protector?” Li Hui was enlightened; it was said that Buddhist protectors evolved from monsters. Here, he was cultivating a monster type, and unexpectedly, he encountered an ancient monster that had already fully developed!
Suddenly, all the figures in the hall fell to the ground with a "thud," except for a woman named Qian Qiu Yue in the center who was half-kneeling, dripping with fragrant sweat as she looked ahead. All other monks and female cultivators fell into a deep unconsciousness.
“Grandpa Luohan, hurry and take me away!” the little monk cried: “Wuu, wuu, wuu! These female cultivators will definitely kill me when they wake up! Guang Jin is willing to be your servant! And please, don’t feel sorry for these women; they are all enchantresses. If they weren’t, they wouldn’t be led astray to enter the Golden Light Temple. If they had maintained their purity, they would be dancing around Qian Qiu Yue!”
Li Hui chuckled and responded viciously, “I see it’s not that you have a moral standing; it’s just that as a monster type, you can only watch and not touch, right?”
Hearing this, Guang Jin nearly spat blood but found he couldn’t argue because it was the plain truth! He was infatuated with beautiful women and couldn’t bear to send the stunning female cultivators to the bald donkey above in the hall, which was why they congregated in the center, saving some from disaster.
“Thank you, young man, for breaking this place’s shackles and rescuing me from peril.” Qian Qiu Yue half-kneeled in the hall, looking down at Li Hui, her subtle curves barely revealed beneath her robes. Her rosy cheeks highlighted her snow-white peaks, and her slender waist seemed to hint at the fact that he, as a man, should help such a delicate lady.
“Beautiful lady, take a break! Do you think I want to embrace a lump of mud and kiss it? What a naughty girl! This trick has been overused; do overseas female cultivators also enjoy playing with mud? Or perhaps they transform mud into the shape of a man when no one is around?" Li Hui thought to himself, “These clever female cultivators sure know how to play; they are always a step ahead of us male cultivators. Maybe I should gather some mud later, divide it into grades, and sell it with different styles? I just don’t know how much it would cost.”
“You…” Qian Qiu Yue suddenly burst into tiny bits, turning into sand that spread across the floor, seemingly losing her vitality and unable to reassemble.
From above, a woman floated down slowly, her arms draped in colorful silks that billowed gracefully. Her demeanor sharply contrasted with Qian Qiu Yue, now turned to sand; there was not a hint of alluring charm, rather she exuded an icy aura that kept people at a distance, reminding Li Hui of the word "cold beauty."
“Have you ever seen anyone use the same method?” This cold Qian Qiu Yue glared at him, showcasing an impressive aura that even few men possessed.
Li Hui straightened his chest and thought: “As the handsome representative of the Jade Symbol Sect, how can I be outdone in my specialty by a pretty woman? Tsk, tsk! I’m so kind-hearted; I can’t stand seeing such a beautiful woman leading men astray!”
Qian Qiu Yue arched her brows slightly, recognizing the rich variety of aura emanating from him, reminiscent of an old monk sounding the evening bell, a scholar with books in hand, a soldier crossing the battlefield, and an indescribable sense of elegance that starkly contrasted with the little monk’s earlier foolishness, yet remained true to the original essence, eliciting envy and calmness.
Just the word “calmness” was enough!
The handsome man faced the immense pressure as if a gentle breeze wafted across his face. Qian Qiu Yue reluctantly acknowledged that, no matter how forceful she seemed, she couldn’t suppress him in the slightest.
“Since the beauty is safe and sound, you can take care of things here. Women can talk to women, persuade them; the masters also couldn’t help it if they hold grievances against the Hongmo Sect.”
As soon as Li Hui finished speaking, he shook the prayer beads forcefully, gradually fading from sight, leaving Qian Qiu Yue in shock once more.
“His cultivation is so low; even with the Dao and Buddhism cultivated together, it’s impossible to be this fast. Plus, what does he have that can obliterate the thousand years of demonic thoughts in a bead? If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, no one would believe it,” Qian Qiu Yue pondered, sitting down in the hall. She had battled here for a whole year, consuming a terrifying amount of energy, and even as someone in the Late Condense Essence stage, she couldn’t withstand it.
Li Hui, seeing no one pursuing him, repeatedly patted his chest and exclaimed, “Oh my! I was scared; turns out he’s in the Late Condense Essence stage! Guang Jin, you little rascal, why did you wait until the last moment to tell me?”
The little monk had vanished, shaking the prayer beads in his hands, and a childish voice echoed: “I thought you could easily destroy a thousand years of cultivation like the old monk! I didn’t expect your eyesight to be worse than an old lady’s!”
Li Hui laughed. This little thing was now nothing; he had a thousand ways to deal with the prayer beads. So he threatened, “I feel like you have a poor memory! Talking with such an old demeanor, do you still think you’re an old demon? Listen well, if you dare to flaunt your power again, I’ll throw you into the volcano!”
“A volcano? Oh my! How vicious are you?”
“Shut up! I’ve just activated a monster-conjuring talisman to summon an electric eel. Help me see what it’s all about?” As Li Hui spoke, he placed the prayer beads into the bag of treasures, and a mysterious arc of light appeared behind him as he utilized his Ideal Body to leave Guangxiao Temple.
Moments later, a voice emerged from the bag of treasures: “Hey, which monster dares to reveal itself?”
