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

Lady Ji raised her brows slightly at this.

This man's words clearly carried a hidden meaning.

Lin Chen keenly caught the shift in her emotions and knew he had bet right.

Within the West Lake Eerie Domain, although Lady Ji appeared to have sole control on the surface,

the three demonic monks of Esoteric Buddhism had long occupied Jingci Chan Temple, carrying on about some "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

They were clearly undermining Lady Ji's authority.

Beneath the surface, it seemed that Lady Ji and Esoteric Buddhism had jointly divided up this land of West Lake.

Two tigers could not share one mountain, let alone a threat lurking right beside one's bedchamber.

"Madam, I can sense the aura of a ruler on you, the aura of a king who commands this place.

But why do you indulge those false monks in running wild here and poisoning the living?"

As Lin Chen spoke, he very naturally reached out to take Lady Ji's suspended hand.

It was an extremely risky move.

At the slightest misstep, that jade-like palm could turn into a deadly claw.

But what Lin Chen was betting on was precisely the "emptiness" and "resonance" in Lady Ji's heart at that moment.

Lin Chen's fingers touched Lady Ji's fingertips—cold and rigid.

But she did not pull away.

Lin Chen's heart settled.

That meant this matter had gained a glimmer of hope.

He struck while the iron was hot, his tone impassioned:

"What are those Esoteric Buddhism barbarian monks supposed to be?!

They're nothing but monsters who chant twisted scriptures and practice wicked arts, turning this beautiful West Lake into a foul mess.

They are unworthy of West Lake's spiritual beauty, and even less worthy of your nobility, Madam!

They only treat this place as a ritual ground, as a