Seizing the Buddha Fruit, Interrogating the Old Monk Again

I spoke up to draw the old monk's attention.

Because I knew that the Starlight-Moon Illusion Dream Incantation was most effective when cast while its target was completely off guard.

When the old monk heard my question, the respectful expression he had worn earlier instantly turned dark and vicious.

"Dream on! You stole this old monk's Buddha Fruit. I hate you enough to eat your flesh and drink your blood.

"And you still expect this old monk to tell you anything else? Not a chance!"

I had never expected him to cooperate.

After hearing that, I pointed my chin behind him with a faint smile on my lips.

"You don't have to tell me. Just look behind you!"

Seeing my ambiguous smile, the old monk instinctively turned around at my words.

The moment he did, he saw Daoist Qingshan appear behind him. Daoist Qingshan raised his hand and struck his palm directly against the old monk's forehead.

His other hand formed a sword-finger hand seal.

Then Daoist Qingshan let out a low shout.

"Starlight flickers, bewitching the soul; moonlight hazes, drawing one into dreams.

"Truth and falsehood are hard to discern; countless visions arise and entangle the heart.

"Starlight-Moon Illusion Dream Incantation; by the laws and edicts, command!"

The old monk's entire body jolted violently. Runes appeared across his forehead, and his eyes instantly turned dazed and vacant...

"Dad!"

"Abbot!"

The other two Black Monks cried out in panic, only for my master to glare at them.

"Shut up!"

The two Black Monks became like little lambs. They did not dare utter another word, squatting on the ground without moving, not even daring to lift their heads again.

Once he saw that the old monk had fallen under the Starlight-Moon Illusion Dream Incantation, Daoist Qingshan withdrew his hand and spoke