Chapter 219 - 200: She Is the Buddha of Kongnian Temple, I Am the Demon of Wandao Sect

On a mountain peak north of the Wandao Sect.

A young man was practicing the Blood Demon Saber Technique, a Tang Cross Saber in hand.

The young man had already come of age.

And it was in this year, at the age of eighteen, that he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

BOOM!

As the young man slashed down with his saber, the earth shook violently, and birds and beasts fled in terror.

A desolate mountain in the distance was split in two by his strike,

and Blood Evil Qi spilled from the fissure, filling the sky.

WHOOSH...

Xiao Mo took a deep breath and sheathed his long saber.

In his first life, he had possessed a Sword Bone and had also reached the Nascent Soul Realm at eighteen.

However, the quality of his Realm in this life was far superior to his first.

In fact, if he hadn’t spent so much time polishing each Realm to perfection, it wouldn’t have been impossible for him to have already reached the Jade Realm.

’It would be great if I had this kind of talent in reality, too.’

Xiao Mo mused to himself.

But he quickly shook his head, feeling he was overthinking things.

’When it comes to cultivation, it’s best to just do your all. The more you force it, the more likely it is to backfire.’

"Senior Brother..."

Just as Xiao Mo turned to fly back to the Wandao Sect, a young woman flew toward him.

The young woman wore a long black dress. The hem was a layer of silk gauze as faint as a clear mist, and a sash at her waist accentuated her slender figure.

A red, teardrop-shaped pendant rested on her neck, adding a touch of charm, like a speck of cinnabar on black paper.

This red pendant was a Sixth-Grade Magical Artifact forged from a Sixth-Grade Demon Core.

Although a Sixth-Grade Magical Artifact was nothing special to her, she always wore it close to her skin.

It seemed the pendant held a special meaning for her.

Furthermore, a pair of Silver Butterfly Earrings dangled from her ears. Her jet-black hair was held in place by a silver hairpin, styled into an exquisite willow-leaf bun and adorned with a Yulan magnolia, giving her a fresh, beautiful, and utterly elegant look.

The combination of her snow-white skin, black dress, and red pendant created a unique beauty, like a rose blooming in the night—charming yet dangerous.

And yet, she also possessed a scholarly air.

"Yun Wei, what is it?" Xiao Mo asked, looking at the junior sister before him who had grown into a graceful young woman.

"Senior Brother, how can you ask ’what is it’?" Yu Yunwei clenched her small fists, walked up to him, and huffed, "Today is the first day of the Saint Heir selection..."

"Is it today?" Xiao Mo had indeed forgotten.

"Of course it is." Yu Yunwei’s small, fair hand grabbed Xiao Mo’s wrist. "Senior Brother, let’s hurry."

Yu Yunwei pulled Xiao Mo along as they flew back to the Wandao Sect.

As she held her senior brother’s wrist, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Before long, Yu Yunwei and Xiao Mo arrived at the Wandao Sect’s Wandao Plain.

Across the vast plain, one Array after another had been set up.

These Arrays divided the plain into several areas for the disciples’ competitions.

However, the final winner would not necessarily become the Wandao Sect’s Saint Heir.

The Wandao Sect’s Saint Heir selection was divided into two parts.

The first part was combat.

All disciples participating in the selection would come to the Wandao Plain to engage in several life-and-death battles until only ten people remained.

These ten individuals would then become the candidates for Saint Heir.

Afterward, the Wandao Sect’s Sect Leader would assign one or more tasks.

The first person to complete these tasks would become the Wandao Sect’s Saint Heir.

As Xiao Mo and Yu Yunwei walked across the plain, many eyes turned toward them.

"Is that Junior Sister Yu?"

"She’s certainly grown into a beauty."

"There probably isn’t a woman in our Wandao Sect more beautiful than Junior Sister Yu, right?"

"Forget the Wandao Sect, you probably couldn’t find anyone more beautiful than her in the entire Western Regions."

"That’s not entirely true. Elder Blood Demon is also extremely beautiful."

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

"Actually, I heard there’s a woman in the Buddhist Sect who’s incredibly beautiful and supposedly has extremely high talent."

"The Buddhist Sect? A woman? What are you talking about?"

"It’s normal that you don’t know. After all, she only recently became famous."

On the Wandao Plain, many people watched the pair and whispered among themselves.

Feeling their gazes, Yu Yunwei proudly lifted her head and pressed her arm tightly against Xiao Mo’s.

"It seems the male disciples of our Wandao Sect are quite fond of you," Xiao Mo said to his junior sister beside him.

"Hmph, they’re all just a bunch of trash." Yu Yunwei lifted her chin proudly. "They aren’t worth a single strand of your hair, Senior Brother."

Xiao Mo chuckled softly and said nothing.

Over the years, Yu Yunwei’s personality had changed significantly from when she was a child. She had become well-read and sensible.

’I guess reading really is useful.’

’It’s just that...’

’The older this girl gets, the clingier she seems to become.’

"Xiao Mo? Look! That’s Xiao Mo!"

"He’s so handsome."

"If only I could dual cultivate with him."

"I hear Xiao Mo’s primordial yang is still intact."

"Maybe I should try asking him to dinner tonight?"

"Get real. You think he’d be interested in you? Are you as pretty as that Yu Yunwei?"

"Yu Yunwei? She’s nothing! I heard there’s a Buddhist Nun at Kongnian Temple named Wangxin, and she’s so beautiful she doesn’t seem to belong to this world!"

"And rumor has it, that Buddhist Nun has some kind of connection to Xiao Mo."

"I heard that too. Apparently, they were childhood sweethearts."

When Xiao Mo passed by a few female disciples from Ten Thousand Flowers Peak, their eyes lit up with excitement. They looked like they wanted to eat him alive right then and there.

However, after Yu Yunwei turned and shot them a murderous glare, they were immediately frightened into silence.

Yu Yunwei glanced at her senior brother. Seeing his emotionless expression, she lowered her head again, the name "Wangxin" echoing in her mind.

Lately, the rumors about this Wangxin were becoming more and more frequent.

It was said that Wangxin was the sole disciple of Kongnian Temple’s Abbot, Xujing, and also the world’s first female Monk.

Her attainments in the Buddhist Dharma were profound, and she was exceptionally beautiful.

There were even rumors that Wangxin would be the next Buddhist Leader.

But Yu Yunwei didn’t care about any of that.

What Yu Yunwei cared about most was...

"Senior Brother..." Yu Yunwei gently tugged on Xiao Mo’s sleeve, her tone feigning nonchalance. "That childhood sweetheart of yours has become quite famous."

"Mm," Xiao Mo nodded.

Yu Yunwei bit her lip lightly and continued, "Don’t you want to see her, Senior Brother?"

"There’s no need," Xiao Mo said.

"Eh?" Yu Yunwei’s mood brightened. "Weren’t you and Wangxin very close when you were children, Senior Brother?"

"You said it yourself. That was when we were children."

"What about now?" Yu Yunwei blinked her almond-shaped eyes.

"Now..."

Xiao Mo gripped his long saber and walked into a combat Array.

"She is the Buddha of Kongnian Temple, and I am the Demon of the Wandao Sect."