Beneath the Fist
Chapter 499

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Chapter 497: The ceremony

Boss Chen had already left.

Amid the sweeping wind and rain, Lian Youming stood in the pavilion, feeling as though he alone floated upon the rivers and seas, stranded beyond the mortal world.

"The White Lotus Sect Master! The White Lotus Saintess!"

Lian Youming brushed the dust from his clothes and faced the wind and rain, clasping his hands behind his back in thought.

"One Body, Two Selves? How terrifying!"

According to Boss Chen, this person had been born incomplete. What she lacked was not a sound body or limbs, but experience of the myriad aspects of human life-in other words, her emotions and desires were incomplete.

But that was precisely what made her frightening.

Once people had emotions and desires, they had attachments, and their fists and feet would hesitate because of them. People like Gong Wuer and Xue Hen all regarded such things as scourges. Yet through those unimaginable experiences, this woman had been born and raised amid countless bleached bones. Her disposition and state of mind were almost demonic, devoid of emotions and desires altogether.

In other words, she had been born without sorrow or joy, without any weakness.

What was something without sorrow or joy?

A freak, an aberration, yet also something close to gods and Buddhas.

But without experience, there could be no completeness.

There was a vast difference between having something and then severing it, and never having had it at all.

Now she wanted to use him to fill what she lacked, then kill him with her own hands, thereby becoming utterly without feeling or love.

"Fuck, no matter how much I think about it, I can't make heads or tails of it!"

Fighting with fists and feet was tangible. As for victory or defeat, he had always firmly

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