Couldn't Help It

Ling Qing hurriedly left the Bai residence, unwilling to continue talking with Bai Suzhen.

He feared that if he kept dwelling on it, he would become ensnared by a demonic obsession.

Upon returning to Three Pure Ones Temple, Ling Qing sorted through the chain of events that had brought him to this world, along with everything that had happened that day.

He had encountered a monk by West Lake in the Demon Star Instance and obtained an oil-paper umbrella.

Clearly, that oil-paper umbrella had been deliberately left for him.

After leaving the Demon Star Instance and entering it again, he had triggered the aura upon the umbrella, which had brought him to this world.

When he had come to Three Pure Ones Temple to offer incense, that revelation had also shown that the matter was far from simple.

Earlier, a thought had stirred in his heart, and he had encountered the monk Daoji.

Then today, Daoji had held him up to one side, leaving him to watch helplessly as Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian quietly developed feelings for one another.

A whole pack of monks was gathered around, scheming against Xu Xian and scheming against him—and the key was, he did not even know who they all were.

Nor did he know their purpose. Did they want to guide Xu Xian into becoming a Buddha?

Were they after the child who would be born in the future? Or something else?

None of it was clear.

The only thing he knew now was that the monk Daoji was involved.

But from the look of him, he did not seem to be deeply involved.

He had stopped Ling Qing to let the two develop feelings, yet judging from his words and actions, he clearly did not much approve of cultivators speaking of