Bai Xuanling's claim that she had gotten carried away with joy was clearly a passing excuse.
She waved a hand slightly, signaling the Heavenly Derivation Sect elders on either side to stop. The elder on her left wanted to speak, but a glance from Bai Xuanling cut him off.
Bai Xuanling took two deep breaths, suppressing the Spiritual Power drifting around her:
"What's the situation at Right Sound Temple? Was it a demon pinned beneath the Buddha statue?"
Xu Jin shook his head slightly. "Most likely, it was the loser of that Buddhist Sect debate back then, suppressed by the Buddhist Sect. Whether there was anything specifically wrong is impossible to investigate now; he's already escaped. That enormous amount of Wish Power could only be used to suppress the Buddha."
Bai Xuanling shifted her gaze, without asking why the two of them had failed to stop a Buddha who had been suppressed for a thousand years:
"Then did you gain anything else? Didn't all that Wish Power raise a few little demons?"
"Of course." Chu Xingchen answered first, then took a pill from inside his robes and held it out to Bai Xuanling. "This is a Calm Mind Pill I refined. It works quite well. Want to try it?"
This pill was one category among Chu Xingchen's many experimental products. His original intention had been to use the clarity provided by the Calm Mind Pill to suppress the pills' strange medicinal effects.
But according to Yuankong, his pill tester-taking this thing had the same effect as soaking your brain in alcohol, along with the helpless feeling of taking an aphrodisiac and feeling desperate in your heart while nothing worked down below.
The intense sense of rejection left the person despairing and irritable, yet the pill worked exceptionally well: every time