Brother Chen

Jiuru sat perfectly still. After a moment's thought, he pressed his palms together in a respectful greeting. "Amitabha. Ever since this object first appeared in the world, countless people have died or been wounded over it. It is surely one of the greatest evil objects under heaven. It should be suppressed day and night by the great righteous Dharma of our Buddha."

The moment Jiuru said this, Xu Yi's opinion of him plummeted. He even thought of Shanshan Buddha's massive, corpulent figure—all benevolence on his lips, all scheming in his belly. This was exactly the sort of person he was.

If Jiuru truly didn't covet the bead's miraculous power, couldn't he simply destroy it if he wanted to? No matter how you dressed it up, it was nothing but greed at work.

Besides, Buddhism placed the greatest emphasis on judging sin by the heart. What sense was there in declaring an object evil? How was that any different from a sophist's excuse: "It wasn't me; it was the weapon"?

"If it's an evil object, then I won't trouble you, Master. Let Heaven take it instead."

As his words fell, Xu Yi shot toward Beichen. With his current body, the Return to Origin Steps were swifter than streaming light. Beichen didn't even have time to raise a hand before Xu Yi was upon him.

A lotus-shaped cloud of pure white qi shot at him like lightning. Xu Yi silently activated his Golden Body and took the blow head-on. The white lotus burst against his back with a thunderous bang. Suppressing the blood qi surging in his chest, Xu Yi thrust out a hand and firmly seized Beichen's Dazhui Acupoint. A hidden burst of palm force made Beichen's rigid body go limp at once. Xu Yi snatched the Yin Extremity Bead away