Heart Demon's Killing Intent

Ling Qing let out a soft sigh. Seeing Fahai sprawled limply on the ground, he left him alone.

He sat down to one side and began examining what the old monk had given him.

After sending his awareness through his body once, he found nothing at all.

This left him somewhat puzzled.

Could there actually be something in his own body that could evade his perception?

Still unwilling to give up, he searched again, but found nothing and could only abandon the matter.

From what the old monk had said, he had shifted all the karmic ties onto the young monk Fahai before him.

He himself was simply waiting for this trial to pass before ascending to the Western Heaven.

"No wonder you said you had cultivated for only twenty years. You've only existed for twenty years since being severed into form." Ling Qing looked at Fahai as he spoke.

He had initially intended to leave Fahai here and walk away, but after thinking it over, he decided to wait until he woke up.

It was not until nightfall that Fahai slowly rose.

He shook his dizzy head, his heart filled with confusion.

It felt as though he had lost something, yet gained something as well.

"You're awake." A voice startled him fully awake.

Fahai looked up and saw Ling Qing seated not far away.

He sprang to his feet and reached for the golden alms bowl at his side.

"Slow down." Ling Qing swept his whisk, knocking his hand aside.

Yet the golden alms bowl was innately spiritual, and it leaped into Fahai's hand of its own accord.

By then, Fahai had completely regained his senses and recalled how Ling Qing had defeated him earlier.

He knew that even if they fought again, it would only make Ling Qing