Listening to Jiang Fanâs sorrowful words, Little Qilinâs black and white eyes were filled with tears.
He rubbed his eyes, speaking with a thick nasal tone: "I donât want my master to die."
Jiang Fan looked at it, wanting to cry but not daring to, his heart filled with guilt.
His emotions had already impacted Little Qilin.
In the future, they would also affect Yun Shang and the others.
Since destiny was already decreed, why wallow in self-pity and let those around suffer together?
What is meant to come will come, and will not be delayed by our fear and despair.
Why not, in the final moments, leave a few beautiful sunsets and gentle spring breezes for them?
He gradually swept away his melancholy, wiped the moisture from Little Qilinâs eyes, and smiled: "Fool, your master isnât dead yet."
"Heavenly Mechanism Elder says, seize the moment for joy."
"Bodhisattva says, to give life weight."
"Six-Path Masters say, do meaningful things."
"As for me, I say: To hear the Way in the morning, one could die that evening."
"If one can accomplish everything desired before dying, thereâs nothing regrettable about death."
"So..."
Standing up, he wore a genuine smile once again:
"From now on, I will do what I wish to do."
"Guard the homeland that nurtured my growth."
"Love those who once loved me deeply."
"See the world I long to see."
Little Qilin wiped his tears, nodded emphatically:
"I will accompany the master!"
Clap clap clap clapââ
Suddenly, the sound of applause rang out.
Above them, the space distorted, and a pair of young boy and girl emerged.
The girl wore a long red skirt, with the breeze gently swaying her hair and skirt.
Her skin was very pale, her appearance beautiful, with perfectly sculpted features.
Yet she appeared a bit frail and sickly, leaning lightly on the boy next to her.
The boy had red lips, white teeth, wore a Jade Crown, with cascading long hair, strikingly handsome.
The boy clapped and laughed: "To hear the Way in the morning, one could die that evening."
"No wonder the Bodhisattva wanted to guide you into Buddhism."
"It seems my initial judgment wasnât wrong."
Jiang Fan paused for a moment before recognizing them, almost dropping his jaw in shock: "Dharma Seal Vajra?"
The young monk smiled lightly, ushering the girl down, saying:
"Brother Jiang, itâs been too long."
Jiang Fan could hardly trust his eyes.
Unexpectedly standing before him was that immensely devout young monk?
After a while, he regained composure, saying: "Did you really leave the monastery?"
Dharma Seal Vajra laughed, holding the girlâs hand beside him, saying: "Leaving the monastery, is there anything fake about that?"
Jiang Fan felt an unreal sensation.
For someone like Dharma Seal Vajra, who was wholeheartedly devoted to Buddhism, to leave the monastic life for a woman?
He couldnât help but look at the girl in the red skirt beside him.
Her beauty was indeed stunning, giving a sense of awe.
But it shouldnât warrant a Vajra, who had practiced Buddhist Law for eighteen years, suddenly abandoning monastic life.
Could it be this female Asura used some Secret Technique to cloud Dharma Seal Vajraâs Buddha heart?
He couldnât help but ask: "Dharma Seal, is this the Asura Remnant Soul you encountered in the Heavenly Realm?"
Dharma Seal Vajra nodded: "Her name is Yuwei, and she has already reshaped her body."
Jiang Fan frowned.
Reshaped her body, what does that mean?
Shouldnât it be Possession?
After thinking he asked: "Miss Yuwei, may I know which lineage of the Asura Clan you belong to?"
Yuwei glanced at Jiang Fan with eyes like Crystal, then shifted her gaze without answering him.
Dharma Seal Vajra mediates: "Yuwei doesnât like speaking to people, Brother Jiang, please donât blame her."
"I sensed the Bodhisattvaâs aura, and originally came to lend a hand, but upon arrival, I witnessed Heavenly Mechanism Elder divining for you three."
"Unexpectedly, Brother Jiang would possess such a destiny."
He grew solemn.
Jiang Fan replied candidly: "Life and death are ordained, thereâs no need for concern."
"I only need to live without regrets."
"You canât return to Buddhism, what are your plans for the future?"
Dharma Seal Vajra hugged Yuwei, chuckled lightly:
"I want to accompany Yuwei across Nine States, observe the world, traverse the mountains and rivers, witness humanity."
Jiang Fan suddenly felt envious.
Dharma Seal can accompany his loved one, wandering the world doing everything he desires.
But he was entangled in many affairs, unable to seize such opportunities.
Even the remaining time in his life was difficult to leave to those he loves.
He patted Dharma Seal on the shoulder, saying:
"Go, live freely for me."
Dharma Seal Vajra said: "Brother Jiang, take care."
"Upon my return, letâs fight the Ancient Giant side by side!"
Jiang Fan cupped his hands: "You too."
As they bid farewell, Jiang Fan watched the pair depart.
Only after they were out of sight did Jiang Fan retract his gaze, murmuring:
"What an impressive female Asura, to simultaneously shield Heavenly Mechanism Elder and Bodhisattvaâs perception."
Since Dharma Seal witnessed Heavenly Mechanism Elderâs divination, it indicates he was present at the time.
Yet no one sensed his presence.
Dharma Sealâs abilities couldnât achieve this.
Only likely it was that seemingly frail female Asura who concealed him.
What kind of cultivation would this require?
Thinking of this, he took out the Moon Realm, and wrote with Hell Language:
"Give it a good name: Red Sleeves. Is there an Asura that makes one fall head over heels, even monks would leave the monastery for them?"
Moments later, a message from the Moon Realm arrived.
"Glasses: There is, the You Mei Asura Lineage."
You Mei?
Like women in the Human Clan who practiced the Charming Skill?
Recalling Yuweiâs pure and cold demeanor, he wrote again:
"Give it a good name: But the other party doesnât seem charming, rather very innocent."
After a moment of silence, Red Sleeves replied:
"Glasses: Are you certain the monk left the monastery because of her?"
"Give it a good name: Not certain, just conjecture."
"Glasses: Then you better pray she isnât from the You Mei Asura Lineage, this lineage of Asura is inherently charming, full of allure, but if cultivated to the Emperor Realm, they revert to simplicity, shedding their allure."
Emperor Realm?
Jiang Fanâs pupils constricted.
Could that Yuwei Asura be such a terrifying existence of this level?
The Moon Realm sounded again.
"Glasses: Anything else?"
"Give it a good name: Does the Prison Suppressing Soul Scripture have any special use for your Asura Clan?"
"Glasses: Havenât heard of it, seems like a good thing, if you donât want it, you can give it to me."
Jiang Fanâs mouth twitched slightly, silently closing the Moon Realm.
Red Sleeves is always in the Heavenly Realm, Hell Realmâs Buddha Domain, she mostly wouldnât know.
After deeply gazing towards Dharma Sealâs direction, Jiang Fan mumbled:
"Asura Emperor huh?"
"Shouldnât be, right?"
On the horizon.
Dharma Seal and Yuwei floated alongside the Vast Sea.
Sea Demons in the ocean unconsciously surfaced, gazing at Yuwei obsessively, unblinking.
Yuwei gracefully looked back towards the direction of Jiang Fan.
Her red lips lightly parted, her voice like silver bells, pleasant to hear, saying:
"This man named Jiang Fan is indeed somewhat extraordinary."
Dharma Seal said: "Indeed, when he met you, he didnât succumb to your invisible charm."
"Heâs the first since you arrived in Central Earth."
Yuwei nodded slightly, then gently shook her head, saying:
"Iâm not talking about that."