Could All Grudges Be Let Go?

The bald girl in front of her clasped her hands together, watching with a look of satisfaction as Song Shuhang spit out the meat soup.

"Master, wait! I think you must have mistaken me for someone else!" Song Shuhang said hurriedly.

He gazed at the bald girl before him. She had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but her beauty was undeniable. She was none other than the 'Monk Jiudeng' from Onion Lady's memory.

It's true, only a peculiar fairy Onion Lady would mistake this bald girl for a master. She's clearly a nun at a glance!

Song Shuhang had also wondered what the ancient-looking old man in the NPC might be.

However, when the old man in ancient costume suddenly transformed into a bald girl, Song Shuhang was completely unprepared! At that moment, his mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts.

Even though he knew beforehand that Jiudeng might be on this Mysterious Island, he never expected that Jiudeng would appear in this way.

Wait! Now is not the time to think about these things.

The problem now is that this Abbess Jiudeng, clearly mistakes him for the Onion Lady she had sex with three hundred years ago.

She must have misunderstood something, right?

Could it be because Onion Lady was currently in his pocket, attached to the Enlightenment Stone? And because Onion Lady was so close to him, did the Abbess Jiudeng mistake him for Onion Lady?

Or perhaps... it's because he once ate Onion Lady, and thus his body is imbued with Onion Lady aura, leading this Abbess Jiudeng to mistakenly believe he is Onion Lady, or perhaps she is Onion Lady's reincarnation?

In any case, he had to explain things properly to this nun, Abbess Jiudeng —it concerned Mr. Song chastity!

The Miss Jiudeng clasped her hands together, silently gazing at Song Shuhang with a smile that went unspoken. Her ambiguous smile only intensified the pressure on Song Shuhang.

"Master, you must have misunderstood something. I'm really not Onion Lady!" Song Shuhang said seriously.

The Miss Jiudeng smiled radiantly, "Benefactor Song, you're too attached to appearances."

"Really, I'm really not Onion Lady. Look, Onion Lady is right here!" Song Shuhang immediately reached into his pocket to take out the Enlightenment Stone.

But as he reached into his pocket, he suddenly felt his finger being bitten hard.

The pain is excruciating! Needless to say, it must have been Onion Lady who bit him... But wasn't Onion Lady just a tiny sprout? When she came to Heavenly Island, she couldn't even speak yet.

When did Onion Lady grow a mouth?

At this moment, the bald girl, Jiudeng, suddenly squinted and smiled, saying, "Benefactor Song... I never said you Chu Chu Onion Lady. In my eyes, Onion Lady is Onion Lady, and Benefactor Song, you are Benefactor Song. You are two completely different individuals."

Song Shuhang froze completely, no longer even feeling the pain in his finger that Onion Lady was biting in his pocket.

Now that you know I'm not Onion Lady, what's the story behind having sex with me 300 years ago?

Could it be time travel? My future self traveled through time to three hundred years ago, and then... got raped by Abbess Jiudeng?

Since coming into contact with the 'world of cultivation', Song Shuhang felt that anything was possible. Time travel was not something he couldn't accept.

Just as Song Shuhang was lost in thought, the Abbess Jiudeng began to explain.

"Four days ago... while I was in seclusion cultivating, I suddenly felt something. Then, for some reason, a memory from three hundred years ago surfaced in my mind. It was a very... interesting memory." As Jiudeng spoke, her eyes darkened slightly, making it impossible to see her expression. "Then, what's even more interesting is that when I was recalling that memory, I suddenly discovered that something inexplicably had appeared in that period of memory. Like a sharp blade forcefully inserted, it barged into my memory."

Four days ago? Song Shuhang couldn't help but swallow hard—it seemed that after he ate Onion Lady, a bond formed between him and Onion Lady, and he dreamed of Onion Lady's life experiences?

Could the 'extra things' that the Miss Jiudeng mentioned be referring to him, the pitiful one?

"As for what suddenly appeared in my memory... do I need to remind you, Fellow Daoist Song, Shu, Hang?" Jiudeng's smile at this moment was like the first spring breeze of the new year... although it looked like a gentle spring breeze, it carried the chill of winter in its bones.

As expected, that was him—but he had no choice in receiving Onion Lady's memories. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to, and he even personally experienced the humiliating scene of Onion Lady being sexually assaulted.

Heaven had mercy! He yelled, "Stop! Stop!" but the dream of that darn Onion Lady just wouldn't stop.

"Gulp." Song Shuhang swallowed hard, then replied, "Um, I guess I'm a victim too?"

"The victim?" Abbess Jiudeng seemed taken aback.

A moment later, she suddenly gave Song Shuhang a thumbs up. "Hmm, that's a great use of the word 'victim'!"

Seeing Jiudeng's expression, Song Shuhang felt a wave of confusion. Had he said something wrong again?

"I forgive you! Just because you used such wonderful words!" Jiudeng suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter.

Song Shuhang: "..."

This Abbess Jiudeng's thinking was too unpredictable. Song Shuhang found that even the way of thinking he had been honed by the seniors of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' couldn't keep up with Abbess Jiudeng's thought process.

Furthermore, what's so great about the term 'victim'? Why does it inexplicably appeal to Abbess Jiudeng?

"Don't look so sad. Let's just let this matter pass! Let bygones be bygones!" Abbess Jiudeng patted Song Shuhang's shoulder forcefully and laughed.

Suddenly, she went from a cunning and scheming mode to a cheerful, carefree, and easygoing one, which Song Shuhang found hard to adapt to.

"I understand, Master. This matter... never happened. I never knew about it either," Song Shuhang nodded.

"There's no need to be so ruthless, and you don't need to deliberately forget it. In fact, I never intended for you to forget it, otherwise, I could have easily resolved this with a memory-erasing spell. Besides, I am Buddhist Sect, and I am best at burying the hatchet with a smile." Abbess Jiudeng continued to laugh heartily.

Song Shuhang nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Alright, that's settled. Go back to 'Starry Sky Home' to make another transaction, and then you can leave 'Heavenly Island'," Jiudeng said with a hearty laugh.

"That's it?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

"That's it! I'm a straightforward and decisive person. I never drag things out." Abbess Jiudeng patted her chest, and her two large Onion Lady muscles trembled slightly.

"So, I'm really leaving?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

"Let's go, goodbye." Abbess Jiudeng waved her little hand.

Song Shuhang scratched his head.

After a while...

"I can't leave yet," Song Shuhang said with a wry smile.