Hiding behind the window, Ba Jie opened his mouth in shock as well. It wasn't that he had never seen dead people or skeletons before, but he had never seen such a wrinkled and skinny thing that could move. Its shriveled head was moving, and the black and white parts of its sunken eyes were distinct. However, when placed together, it made for an indescribably disgusting sight.
When the red veil was lifted, they suddenly saw something like this. How could they see it so clearly in broad daylight? Many people sucked in a breath of cold air. How could a living person become like this? What kind of monster was this?
The Blood Demon seemed to see something from everyone's eyes. She slowly raised her hands and looked at them. They were even more chicken claws than chicken claws. Even she couldn't stand it. Be it demons or demons, women all loved to be beautiful.
She didn't want to be like this, but she had no other choice. If she didn't do this, she would be dead. There was no mercy in the cultivation world. In order to reach the peak, everyone looked down on the rest of the world. Life was the most worthless thing. Those who survived were often cruel to others, but they were no better than themselves. If she didn't put her life on the line, she wouldn't be able to survive.
A cold glint appeared in her eyes as she swept her gaze across the crowd. With a hoarse voice, she asked, "Do I look very ugly?"
"Ugly freak! What kind of monster are you? "Hu Lihua raised her saber and shouted.
"Ugly freak?" The blood demon chuckled. There was an unconcealable rage in her smile. Suddenly, with a swoosh, a streak of red silk shot out like a tentacle.
Everyone was shocked, and Hu Lihua was even more panicked. The speed of the opponent's attack was too fast, so fast that she couldn't avoid it. She raised her saber and slashed wildly, but with a shake of the red silk, the saber was knocked away with a bang. Immediately after, her body tightened, and before she could react, she was tightly bound by the red silk, and with a swoosh, she was dragged over.
In the blink of an eye, Hu Lihua was already standing face to face with the terrifying and disgusting blood demon. The difference in their cultivations was obvious. Unable to move, Hu Lihua was terrified. She begged, "Spare me … Save me!" The last sentence was meant for her own people.
The blood demon flipped her palm and took out a blood gourd. A blood bat was stuffed into the mouth of the gourd, just like the blood gourd Miao Yi had destroyed all those years ago.
The bat wasn't a decoration, but a living creature. It turned its head and bared its white teeth as it squeaked. Suddenly, it shot out like lightning, its sharp fangs directly drawing a bloody wound on Hu Lihua's neck. Under the tight constriction of the red silk, an arrow of blood spurted out from Hu Lihua's neck.
The blood gourd clearly had a suction force, and not a single drop was leaked out. He collected all the blood that was spurting out from Hu Lihua's neck. Blood spurted out from Hu Lihua's neck, but the blood gourd kept absorbing it. Hu Lihua's body visibly shriveled, and the blood bat circled in the air.
Everyone was horrified, yet no one dared to step forward to save her. They could only watch helplessly as Hu Lihua's life flowed away, all because of the Seventh Grade Golden Lotus that shone from between Xue Yao's brows. None of the others present were Golden Lotus cultivators. Even the First Master, Lan Ye, who had the highest cultivation, was only at Purple Lotus Sixth Grade.
Ba Jie, who was hiding behind the window, kept quiet out of fear. He turned around to look behind him. He wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to. He didn't have the confidence to escape from someone with such cultivation.
"Retreat!" Leader Lan Ye suddenly shouted, and everyone immediately scattered in all directions like frightened birds.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh! Dozens of red ribbons immediately shot out from Xue Yao's body and spread out in all directions. Like an octopus covered in tentacles, the ribbons easily grabbed the people in the air and pulled them back in the blink of an eye, with Xue Yao at the center. She was pulled closer!
"Spare us, Exalted Immortal …" The group of people cried out and begged for mercy.
However, the blood bat circling in the air flitted through the crowd, quickly biting through the blood vessels on their necks. Xue Yao's shriveled nose twitched a few times, and she used her sense of smell to sniff. Her gaze fell on a man and a woman. Swoosh swoosh. The two of them were suddenly dragged in front of her.
She opened her mouth with white, shriveled teeth, and two fountains of blood immediately sprayed out from the man and woman's necks. The blood flowed directly into her mouth, and then into her stomach.
The man and woman quickly shriveled up. Xue Yao, on the other hand, was visibly filling up. At the same time, the arrows of blood from the other people's necks also sprayed out and were absorbed by the blood gourd.
Very soon, Xue Yao regained her alluring beauty. She had already reverted to her original appearance before she was injured. She was now a beautiful woman, and there was no way she could be compared to her previous terrifying appearance. This situation was truly bizarre.
Amidst the screams, Ba Jie, who was hiding behind the window, was trembling in fear. He bit his finger, not daring to watch any longer. Slowly, he squatted down.
Right now, his intestines were green with regret. He realized that the outside world was truly too dangerous. He regretted not listening to his big brother and running around. Now, even if he wanted to run, he didn't dare to. It was too obvious. Given his cultivation, there was no way he could escape right under their noses.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on the corpses of the monks on the ground. His eyes darted around, and he clenched his teeth, as if he had made some sort of decision. Taking advantage of the screams and screams outside, he hurriedly took out a dagger, wanting to stab himself twice. However, after raising the dagger twice, he still couldn't bring himself to do it. He really couldn't bring himself to do something like what his big brother had done back at Skyfire Mountain. He was a person who treasured his life more than anything else. It had always been the case that a dead monk's friend would never die, so he couldn't bring himself to torture himself.
He hurriedly put away the dagger, took out a chain, and tied himself up. Just like that, he quietly fell into the pool of blood next to the corpses. Then, he invoked his arts to seal his own cultivation, looking as if he had been captured and controlled. He lay there, waiting for the judgment of fate to come, to see if he could get away with it.
The screams in the courtyard finally died down. Strips of red silk retracted from all directions, and the corpses that looked like Xue Yao collapsed to the ground. Xue Yao spun the blood gourd in her hand, not sparing a single corpse. She stored them all into the gourd, not even letting the corpses of the monks go to waste.
Who knew how many lives would be required to reforge the Blood Demon Formation? All of these corpses could be put to good use.
Having returned to her original appearance, Xue Yao scanned the surroundings with her bright eyes. She sniffed at the stench of blood coming from the grand hall, then entered the hall in a flash. The blood bat followed closely behind her. When she saw the corpses in the grand hall, the blood gourd shone on them and instantly stored them inside.
Then, she carried the blood gourd and followed the stench of blood into the side hall. She swept her gaze across the hall and was stunned. She saw a monk tied up in the middle of the corpses. His robes were clearly different from the other monks'. He was moon-white, and he was still alive.
Ba Jie raised his head and looked at her. He sighed and said, "Amitabha. Our Jingxin Temple stands aloof from worldly affairs. Your Orchid Society has raised their butcher's knife high. Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"
Deep down, he was actually panicking. However, his sanctimonious skills were already unparalleled in the world. His talent wasn't something ordinary people could compare to, so he remained calm on the surface.
Xue Yao didn't understand what Ba Jie was saying, but she could tell that this monk was a monk from this temple. At the very least, that bald head wasn't newly shaved. Without saying a word, the blood gourd shone on the corpses around Ba Jie and sucked them into the gourd. She held the gourd in her hand, and the blood bat flew over to plug the mouth of the gourd.
Then, she waved her sleeves and invoked her arts to pull Ba Jie up. When she saw Ba Jie's face clearly, Xue Yao was stunned. There was even a flash of amazement in her eyes. What a handsome monk. That holy and otherworldly aura, in particular, made her feel relaxed just by looking at him. Allowing blood to dye his monk robes red was practically blasphemy …
"Benefactor, if you want to kill me, then kill me. Don't think that this poor monk will commit evil for your Orchid Society." Ba Jie sighed softly.
Xue Yao, who had been staring at Ba Jie intently, came back to her senses. She walked forward and placed her hand on Ba Jie's shoulder. After invoking her arts to check, she discovered that Ba Jie's cultivation had been sealed. Xue Yao then slapped Ba Jie's chest and used her powerful magic power to break the seal. She then tore off the chains that bound Ba Jie and tossed him to the ground. She stared at Ba Jie and said calmly, "I'm not a member of the Orchid Society. I was just passing by and saw someone committing evil and blaspheming the sacred ground of Buddhism. That's why I stepped in to clean them up."
It was a lie that she had stepped in to clean them up. However, it was true that she didn't go against people from the Heavenly Courts or the Buddhist sects. Unless it was absolutely necessary or there was no other choice, she would easily kick an iron plate if she provoked either of them. She wouldn't be able to get away with it.
"Amitabha. So you've met a female Bodhisattva." Ba Jie clasped his palms together and thanked her. "Excellent! Excellent! "
This praise made Xue Yao a little uncomfortable. His hands were stained with blood countless times, and this was the first time someone had treated him like a Bodhisattva. He asked, "Who are you, Reverend?"
Ba Jie replied, "This humble monk is Ba Jie, the abbot of this Meditation Temple."
"Ah, so you're the abbot …" Xue Yao nodded. It was no wonder he was dressed so differently compared to the other monks in this temple. However, with a doubtful look on his face, he asked, "Why does Reverend reek of alcohol?"
Ba Jie's heart skipped a beat as he cursed inwardly. How could he have forgotten that he had just taken a huge gulp of alcohol?
However, his expression remained unchanged. With a helpless look on his face, he said, "The members of the Orchid Association wanted to force me to join their evil deeds. When I refused, they fed me wine and stuffed me with meat so that I would break my vows and join their evil deeds. Little did they know, to this humble monk, the wine and meat are nothing more than passing through his intestines. Master Buddha, on the other hand, remains in his heart!"
"Reverend is wise!" Xue Yao smiled and nodded. Even she herself felt a little strange after she finished speaking. Why was she complimenting this monk?
Ba Jie calmly brushed past her and arrived at the grand hall outside. The moment he saw the four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, his brows twitched. He hurriedly walked to the side of the table to block his line of sight. He clasped his palms together and excused himself. Then, he waved his hand and swept away all the dishes on the table.
He turned to look at the incomplete Buddha statue high above, clasped his hands together, and chanted for a while. It was a solemn sutra.
Following behind him, Xue Yao's last shred of wariness disappeared. He was now certain that this was a real monk. At the very least, there was no way someone who hadn't studied sutras for many years could recite sutras so fluently. This was definitely not a fake.
After that, Ba Jie exited the grand hall and circled around the temple. He was very familiar with the roads, clearly very familiar with this temple. Following behind him, Xue Yao was even more certain that Ba Jie was indeed a member of this temple.
After looking around and finding no one, Ba Jie walked out of the main gate of the temple. Looking at the plaque that read 'Meditation Temple', he sighed and said, "Is there not a single living person here?"
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