Cinian now hated Shanhai to the core.
If she was truly a deity reincarnate, how could she be an evil person?
He said, "As long as the deity’s command does not violate the laws of heaven and earth, or harm innocent lives, I will obey it, hoping for the deity’s forgiveness."
"Very good." Nanli smiled gently. "My inner core and body have been destroyed, leaving only my soul. The soul can only awaken in special circumstances, like now. I must cultivate myself again to beco a god and recreate my true form to bear my soul. Until then, you will protect the peace of this Human World, ensuring that those vile thieves do not co here and disrupt the fate of this realm. Cinian, can you do this?"
Cinian was stunned, never expecting such a request.
After a brief mont of hesitation, he imdiately responded, "I can do it."
"Then rember this." Nanli raised her hand and flicked her finger, expelling Cinian’s soul from the Sarira of Judgent.
She slowly closed her eyes, and as the divine seal faded, her soul beca weaker and began to retreat, following a crack back to the front courtyard.
Cinian’s soul returned to his body, and he was still dazed, feeling as if everything was a dream.
But as he looked up, he saw Chu Nanli’s soul floating out and returning to her body. The red divine seal flickered for a mont before disappearing.
It wasn’t a dream! It wasn’t an illusion!
He didn’t pay attention to what was happening with the Sarira of Judgent but rushed over to check on Chu Nanli’s condition.
The Chu family imdiately stood guard.
"Damn monk! What do you want to do now?" Chu Shuo, in tears, cried out. "Are you trying to destroy Sixth Sister’s body too? How could you! You’re a monk, yet you’ve killed Sixth Sister and ruined the lives of my three nephews! You’re so vicious, just wait for your downfall in hell!"
Cinian stood still, stunned.
Deity pregnant?
No wonder there had been such a dangerous calamity.
And three? This would surely be even more difficult.
But he still used his spiritual power to suppress the Chu family, forcing them to give way.
He moved to Nanli’s side, a strand of Buddha light touching her forehead to help her soul return to her body.
After all, her soul had just awakened, and it would be even more chaotic and weak.
Indeed, after the Buddha light fell, Nanli frowned, and soon, she began to breathe again, her dark eyes slowly opening.
When she t Cinian’s gaze, she was stunned for a mont, then asked, "Old monk, why are you staring at like that?"
That gaze was so strange!
"Sixth Sister!"
When they saw her wake up, Emperor Muwu and the Chu family were all overjoyed.
Cinian knew that she had no mory of her soul at this mont. Words almost escaped his lips, but he held them back.
He lowered his eyes, thinking about how her inner core and true form had been destroyed, and even her soul was so weak. It was clear that she had fallen tragically before. If he told her the truth, it would likely confuse her mind and hinder her cultivation.
Monks usually don’t lie, but in this case, he had no choice but to speak falsely.
However, when he looked up and examined Nanli from such a close distance, he suddenly widened his eyes.
"You... you..." Cinian was so excited that he montarily forgot his manners, gently holding Nanli’s chin and turning her face.
He saw that there was a black mole on her right earlobe.
He was overwheld with emotion, his eyes turning red.
So that’s how it is.
It all makes sense now!
Nanli, seeing him offend her, imdiately pushed his hand away, sitting up straight with a furious expression. "Old bald donkey! What are you trying to do?"
There was no good monk in the Divine Buddha Sect!
The other monks were furious. "You, a female cultivator, are so rude! My master let you off with kindness, and yet you dare to insult him!"
Nanli glanced at the Sarira of Judgent and said, "Although I don’t rember what happened in there, I still know my soul is powerful. It wasn’t your master’s kindness in letting off; it was that your Divine Buddha Sect’s artifact couldn’t contain my soul."
Otherwise, how could there be so many cracks in the Sarira?
The monks exchanged glances, not knowing how to rebut.
"Nanli, you are indeed smart," Cinian admitted openly. "It’s thanks to you, Nanli, that the artifact wasn’t destroyed by your soul."
His attitude changed completely, causing Nanli to narrow her brows, eyeing him suspiciously, not knowing what tricks he was up to.
But Nanli no longer felt pain. She stood up, warily watching him. "So, what do you want? Do you want to fight to avenge Shanhai? If so, I’ll be happy to oblige."
Although the odds were slim, she still wanted to try!
Cinian, standing before her, didn’t straighten up but assud a humble stance.
He gently shook his head and said, "Old monk, I’ve already judged Nanli’s soul in the Sarira. It is full of rit. This shows that my disciple was speaking nonsense and slandering you! Now, I’ve turned to the light and am willing to lead my disciples to guard the fate of this Human World, preventing any other cultivators from coming here and causing chaos!"
Such a sudden change stunned everyone present.
Nanli pursed her lips. "Are you joking, or are you lying?"
Cinian straightened his face and said, "I am telling the truth."
The monks didn’t react imdiately.
One of them stepped forward and said, "Master, how could our sect leader be spouting nonsense? You’ve seen how badly his mouth was injured."
Cinian snorted. "Yes, he didn’t speak it with his mouth. He used his soul to transmit the ssage to . He should be cursed with a heart blacker than the darkest of lies!"
The monks were dumbfounded. "So... Master, are we not returning to the Divine Buddha Sect? Isn’t that our ho?"
Cinian turned to his twelve disciples, his face darkening. "Did anyone forget to bring their belongings?"
"..." The monks were expressionless.
Their sect never relied on offerings from the Lower Realm, nor did they engage in any shady businesses. They often traveled around, dealing with devil cultivators, and capturing ghosts for ordinary people. These were thankless tasks, so they didn’t have any belongings to speak of.
Their cultivation was entirely based on their unwavering hearts!
One monk spoke again. "Master, but this Human World... its spiritual energy is so thin. It’s not conducive to our cultivation."
"Our Divine Buddha Sect’s thods do not rely on spiritual energy but on cultivating virtue and good deeds!" Cinian’s face remained unchanged, his tone firm. "This is your chance! Stay here and work hard. You’ll gain new insights. When have I ever lied to you?"
Since their master had spoken, the disciples no longer dared to question.
"Everything is as the master says."
"Good, good, good." Cinian smiled, nodding in approval.
Nanli’s doubts gradually turned into trust.
Indeed, these monks had strong souls and had accumulated much rit.
It really confird her earlier guess: not everyone could be judged in one go.
"With Zen Master Cinian guarding the Human World, I can rest assured," Nanli said, bowing to him in gratitude.
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