[The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp] Wu Song Is Spiritually Empowered; the [Emergency Headband] Is Developed! (Continued)

Indeed.

Lady Ji was the true nominal mistress of West Lake.

She had managed West Lake for a thousand years.

Although some of her authority had been hollowed out by Esoteric Buddhism, her foundations remained.

The Lotus Goddess Temple she had established had received incense offerings for a hundred years.

That immense power of faith had been continuously accumulated within her divine body.

It could be used to completely purify West Lake.

Lin Chen strode toward Lady Ji.

At that moment, Lady Ji stood quietly at the bow of the boat.

Her red dress was as fiery as flames, yet it could not conceal the trace of loneliness between her brows.

After the great battle, the passion had faded.

She looked at the devastated West Lake, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Hearing footsteps,

she turned around.

When she saw Lin Chen, the lines that had been cold and rigid softened instantly.

"Lin Lang."

She called softly.

A trace of imperceptible dependence colored her voice.

Lin Chen walked up to her without beating around the bush.

Looking straight into those beautiful eyes, he got right to the point:

"Lady.

West Lake has suffered a calamity, and filth has seeped into its bones.

I want to ask you to act and join Xi Shi and me.

We'll purify this place.

But what I want to borrow isn't your current strength.

It's... your origin."

Lin Chen took a step forward, his voice low and his words earnest:

"I want to borrow the power of faith you've accumulated over a thousand years.

We'll use it as fuel to ignite the Purifying Flame.

But this will exhaust your foundations.

Are you willing?"

Lady Ji's delicate body trembled violently.

The power of faith from incense offerings.

That was a god's lifeline.

It was the capital