Fahai and the White Snake

Xu Xian returned from making house calls that day when he suddenly heard the people on the street crying out joyfully.

"Chan Master Fahai has returned!"

"The great master has returned from subduing demons!"

"..."

He could not help but feel curious. What kind of person could command such respect from the common folk?

Perhaps it was the entanglement fated between the two of them. Xu Xian, who was not usually so curious, stopped someone and asked, "May I ask what has happened up ahead?"

"So it's Doctor Xu. Chan Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple has returned. Come to think of it, he's been gone for over a year. He's never been away for this long before."

"Chan Master Fahai?" Xu Xian murmured, looking toward the center of the crowd.

There he saw Fahai, dressed in white as pure as snow.

Although Xu Xian now cultivated the Sun-Moon Rising and Setting Method, the imbalance between the golden and silver divine light within him had given him somewhat feminine features.

He could now be called remarkably handsome himself.

Yet upon seeing Fahai, he still could not help praising him inwardly, What a strikingly handsome monk!

Within the crowd, Fahai had been smiling as he dealt with the surrounding townspeople.

Most of them were devoted believers of Jinshan Temple, and he had often seen them come to the temple to offer incense.

Suddenly, his heart stirred. He turned his head slightly and met Xu Xian's gaze head-on.

In an instant, a giant turtle with blood-red eyes appeared in his own eyes, and a glacial aura radiated from his body.

"C-chan Master?" The hearts of those around him turned cold at once, as though they had been cast into the depths of winter.

Fahai was jolted awake by the sound and hastily worked