An hour later.
Demonic Monk San Zang strolled along the main road.
Inside the Martial Heart Zen Lotus, Tiexin Shi stroked his chin and pondered for a long while before finally saying, "The more I think about it, the more that scene just now felt like some street con artist's routine for swindling money and women."
"Starting with negative emotions to seize the initiative—this whole feeling of shouting, 'If you don't deal with it now, it'll be terminal!' That was definitely a master scammer."
"Who would've thought my incarnation would turn out to be a master scammer!"
Shi Tiexin immediately retorted, "What master scammer? I didn't ask her for anything. Besides, I really was Demonic Monk San Zang before, okay? I wasn't making it up!"
Tiexin Shi asked curiously, "You really were Demonic Monk San Zang?"
"Yes."
"You buried heaven and earth?"
"No."
"You buried yourself?"
"More or less. Though I didn't entirely manage to die. But I really did bury the Void Spirit Evil God, the Heavenly Apocalypse Great Demon, and a beloved confidante. That's why I'm called San Zang."
Tiexin Shi immediately concluded, "Confirmed Evil Cult leader. Who knew I was actually this kind of person! I—I wish I could arrest myself right now~~!"
"Get lost."
"Hey, man, seriously, are you really going through with your grand plan?"
"Of course."
"How?" Tiexin Shi pointed out a number of practical difficulties. "Chinese people are a disadvantaged group here. I'd be happy if you really pulled it off, but objectively speaking, the difficulties are enormous. Besides, amid the tide of globalization, pure nationalism might not necessarily be a good thing."
"Of course. I understand the principle of embracing all and drawing in rivers from every sea. But no matter how a hundred flowers bloom together, there still needs to be