The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Receives a Spirit Infusion, and the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

But they did not seem to be closely united, more like they were wary of and balancing one another.

Lady Ji had her back to Lin Chen as she gazed at the distant firelight outside the window. It came from the direction of Jingci Chan Temple.

She said coldly:

"Little lover, do you know who that lady in white just now was?"

"I... don't know." Lin Chen lowered his head and played dumb.

"She was an ignorant snake who wanted to cultivate into an immortal."

Lady Ji let out a cold laugh, her tone brimming with mockery:

"Unfortunately, in this world, people no longer act like people, and Buddhas are no longer Buddhas.

How could a demon become an immortal?

How naively adorable."

As she said this, she abruptly turned around.

Those eyes flashed with a faint green light in the darkness as they stared straight at Lin Chen, as if trying to see through his soul:

"What about you?

Who are you?"

The question exploded like a thunderclap.

Lin Chen's heartbeat skipped, and the muscles in his back instantly tensed.

Had she seen through him long ago?

"Madam, you're joking. I'm just a salt seller..."

"A salt seller?"

Lady Ji advanced step by step, each one carrying a powerful sense of oppression. A cruel curve hooked up the corner of her lips:

"Could a salt merchant have King Qian Destiny within his body?

Could an ordinary mortal survive my absorption just now without dying?

Could a lowly salt peddler, after seeing my true appearance, have more in his eyes than astonishment—there was even...

pity?"

She bit out the final word through clenched teeth.

She did not need pity! Especially not pity from a man!

That was the greatest humiliation of all!

Ever since the people of Wu-Yue's two kingdoms