Surviving Jie Sect Disciples?

"Little... Little Bodhisattva..."

Guanyin hastily changed her address.

"Let's talk things through. Can we not get so agitated?"

"Agitated? How can I not be agitated?"

Xiruan's little face turned red with anger.

"You're trying to trick us out of our last bit of property, and you want me not to be agitated?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She felt this bald monk was rotten to the core.

At least the bad guys of the past robbed openly. This one, with a smile, came over and used sweet talk to trick people out of all their possessions!

[Ding! Detected host encountering a new type of scam. Sense of justice overflowing!]

[Divine Choice triggered!]

[Option 1: Be moved by the other party's Buddhist teachings and voluntarily hand over Master Tongtian. Reward: One copy of Buddhism's Calming Heart Mantra (the version that makes you want to sleep when you chant it).]

[Option 2: Close the door and pretend not to hear. Reward: Ostrich Mentality (MAX).]

[Option 3: Conclude the other party is a more advanced scammer than anyone else, expose her true colors, and demand compensation for emotional distress! Reward: Nine Revolutions Mystic Art (Physical Body Chapter)!]

"Choose three! Must choose three!"

Xiruan made her choice without hesitation.

To deal with such a high-level scammer, the most direct method was necessary!

[Ding! Host has made a choice. Reward has been issued!]

A profound and mysterious message instantly flooded Xiruan's mind.

"Hmph! Bad bald monk, you've run into a tough opponent today!"

Xiruan felt her whole body surge with strength. She took her short little legs and advanced towards Guanyin step by step.

"Speak! Are you in cahoots with that loan shark old man, that bad village boss, the bad accountant, and the bad second uncle?"

"Are you guys ganging up on my dad because he's too honest?"

Guanyin, looking at the little toddler charging forward with a milk bottle, felt her temples throb.

She had an extremely ominous premonition.

This mission was likely going to be a disaster.

Guanyin's head ached terribly.

She, a dignified Quasi-Saint, the reincarnation of Cihang Daoren, and one of the most eloquent Bodhisattvas of the Western Teachings, was currently rendered speechless by a three-and-a-half-year-old toddler.

If this got out, how would she ever maintain her standing in the Three Realms?

"Little Bodhisattva, let me explain..." Guanyin still wanted to make a final effort.

"I won't listen, I won't listen!" Xiruan threw a tantrum, shaking her head vigorously. "A turtle reciting scriptures!"

She added, "You're a big liar! A bad bald monk trying to trick me out of my land deed!"

Guanyin: "..."

She felt her Dao heart being pierced through by the child's innocent, yet sharp, words.

This couldn't go on.

Guanyin's eyes sharpened, and she decided to use a little trick.

She sat cross-legged on her lotus pedestal, hands clasped, her appearance solemn. She began to chant.

Om--

Waves of Sanskrit sound continuously spread outwards.

The most profound sound of salvation in Buddhism, meant to save those with affinity!

This sound could make solid rocks nod, make evil spirits lay down their knives, and instantly convert those with weak wills to Buddhism, freeing them from worldly attachments.

Guanyin was full of confidence. In just a moment, this child's volatile temper would surely be smoothed out. Then, reasoning with her would be twice as effective.

What happened next surprised everyone.

The Sanskrit sound, capable of unsettling even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, vanished without a trace within three feet of Xiruan's body.

Xiruan stood in place, reached into her ear, and looked disgusted.

"Buzz buzz buzz, so noisy!"

She felt like tens of thousands of green-headed flies were buzzing around her ears.

"You bad bald monk, not only do you try to scam people, but you also try to annoy them to death with noise!"

Xiruan felt that this scammer's tricks were endless and impossible to guard against.

Guanyin was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Her Great Pudu Fanyin, actually... ineffective?

How can this child's soul be so resilient?

Just as Guanyin Bodhisattva was questioning life, her Fanyin produced an unexpected effect in another direction.

Deep within the chaos, far from Zixiao Palace.

A dishevelled figure in black Taoist robes, with a weak aura, was desperately fleeing in this direction.

She was none other than one of the few surviving Grand Disciples of the Intercepting Sect after the Investiture of the Gods war – Wudang Holy Mother.

Back then, when the Myriad Immortals Array was broken and the Intercepting Sect annihilated, she obeyed her master Master Tongtian's orders, leading a portion of the disciples to withdraw early, hiding in the borderlands of the Primal Wilderness, barely surviving.

But not long ago, her hiding place was discovered by the Western Teachings, leading to a siege by several Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

After a fierce battle, all the disciples she brought were killed or wounded, and she herself was gravely injured and forced to flee.

In the darkness, she sensed her master's aura seemed to be within this chaos, so she flew in this direction regardless of everything, hoping to find a sliver of hope.

At this moment, she was at the end of her strength, her Magical Power almost depleted, and her Primordial Spirit was groggy from her injuries.

Just as she was about to give up, those waves of Fanyin entered her ears.

"Not good... the baldasses from the Western Teachings have caught up!"

Wudang Holy Mother's heart tightened. The Fanyin aggravated her internal injuries, making her already chaotic Magical Power even more violent, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

Her vision went black, and she almost fell into the chaos.

Just as she despaired, a childish, angry shout clearly entered her ears.

"You bad bald guy! Not only do you try to trick people, but you also want to annoy them to death with noise!"

Wudang Holy Mother was startled.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw, at the entrance of Zixiao Palace, a rosy-cheeked, well-carved infant, carrying a giant bottle, loudly scolding a Bodhisattva bathed in Buddha-light.

That Bodhisattva... wasn't that Guanyin, one of the main pursuers?

And that infant...

Wudang Holy Mother's pupils contracted sharply.

This child possessed an incredibly familiar and intimate aura... it was her master Master Tongtian's aura!

How... how could it be on a three-and-a-half-year-old infant?

Could it be...

Absurd and audacious thoughts surged wildly in Wudang Holy Mother's mind.

Could this be her master's last bloodline, left behind before he was imprisoned?

His final contingency?!

For a moment, Wudang Holy Mother trembled all over with excitement.

She saw hope!

She saw the hope for the revival of the Intercepting Sect!

Guanyin Bodhisattva also noticed Wudang Holy Mother's appearance.

She frowned slightly, thinking to herself: bad luck.

The remnants of the Intercepting Sect were truly persistent.

However... perhaps it was for the best... she could convert this Intercepting Sect remnant in front of this mysterious young girl, showcasing the compassion of Buddhism and also using this opportunity to probe the girl's strength.

With this thought, Guanyin Bodhisattva's gaze turned to Wudang Holy Mother, and a compassionate smile reappeared on her face.

"Fellow Daoist Wudang, the sea of suffering is boundless; turn back and find the shore."

"Your Intercepting Sect's destiny is exhausted, why cling to delusion? Why not convert to my Buddha and share the ultimate bliss of the West? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Her voice was full of seduction, each word striking Wudang Holy Mother's already fragile Taoist heart.

Xiruan watched as the pretty bald person stopped arguing with her and instead ran off to nag a very pitiful old lady in black.

The old lady's face had turned pale from the nagging, and she was swaying precariously, about to fall.

Isn't this bullying?

Bullying an injured elder!

"Hey! You bad bald guy!"

Xiruan's core cosmic energy, which had been educated since childhood to respect the old and care for the young, erupted.

"Don't bully that old lady!"

(Pfft~ Hahahaha--)

(My smile hasn't left my face for these two chapters... I'm dying of laughter)

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