The demon beasts were too fierce, too powerful.
When they fought against them, it was almost like they were just scratching the beasts, and it even caused the Palace Master to lag behind.
Nanli pondered for a mont before asking, "What happened to Yun Shen?"
Shandu replied, "He fainted. I placed him in a guest room, but he’s doing fine."
The implication was that Xin Chuan had indeed kept his promise and didn’t play any tricks.
Upon hearing this, Nanli glanced at Xin Chuan’s face and drew a spiritual energy conversion talisman for him. This way, the spiritual energy could seep into his body in a short ti, nourishing his Dantian.
Naturally, his cultivation would not be hard.
When Night Asura saw Nanli make a move, he was deeply grateful.
The Honorary Emperor, eager to learn the thods of cultivation, asked Shandu for guidance. However, Shandu had just survived his tribulation and was still recovering. Upon hearing that he now had such a heavy responsibility, he couldn’t help but beco nervous.
He hesitated for a mont: "Nanli, I don’t seem to have the qualifications to take disciples yet."
"You only need to give him so pointers," Nanli said. "There’s no need to treat the Honorary Emperor as your disciple."
Otherwise, she feared Shandu might get so angry that he would cough up blood.
"......" The Honorary Emperor could already hear the disdain in Nanli’s voice.
But it wasn’t in his style to lash out now. Once he started serious cultivation and broke through to the Base Building stage, he would flaunt his achievents to Nanli, making her speechless and admitting her mistake for underestimating him today!
Everyone dispersed.
Nanli first went to check on Yun Shen. Once she confird that he was fine, she felt relieved.
The young man also had his soul return to his body.
He had lost the mory of when his soul had separated from his body. As he regained consciousness, he groggily said, "Is this the Underworld? Why does it look so magnificent?"
Even stranger was that the Underworld seed to have such abundant spiritual energy.
But when the man and woman saw their son safe and sound, having escaped disaster, they embraced him, both laughing and crying.
"This..." The young man then realized, "Why are you... warm? Am I... not dead?"
"Correct, you’re not dead. A powerful Talisman Cultivator saved you," the woman explained.
She quickly had a maid summon Nanli.
The three of them wanted to express their gratitude to Nanli once again.
Nanli received the news and ca with Cinian.
Seeing the young man alive, Shandu was the happiest. This was even more joyous than his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage!
The young man was nad Lin Han.
After experiencing life and death, his mindset had greatly changed. He looked at Shandu and then directly knelt before him, saying, "Master Shandu, I would like to beco your disciple!"
The Lin couple was stunned.
Shandu was also shocked, "You... don’t be impulsive. Although there is no sect here, Master Nanli is skilled in all things. If you want to learn anything, you can ask her."
The Divine Buddha Sect was different now.
Once one beca a monk, they could still eat at and drink wine, but they could never co near won, or their entire cultivation would be lost.
Nanli’s lips twitched slightly, "You two have a fated connection. You should take him as your disciple."
"Master Nanli, are you serious or joking?" Shandu asked, clearly not believing it.
"You two were ant to have this connection. His soul’s return is due to this reason," Nanli said. "I know your sect is strict about taking disciples. I wouldn’t joke about sothing like this."
Shandu looked at the Lin couple with difficulty written on his face, "But..."
The Lin couple didn’t want their son to have no descendants, their eyes red. "Son, have you thought this through? Once you join the Divine Buddha Sect, there is no turning back. You’ll have to sever all ties with the mundane world."
Lin Han looked at his parents, feeling a bit guilty, but soon his expression fird up. "I’ve made my decision."
The couple choked up, but in the end, they relented, allowing their son to follow his path.
Cinian then felt Lin Han’s bones.
Entering the Divine Buddha Sect wasn’t easy. To truly master the techniques, one needed to have a Buddhist bone.
He wasn’t expecting much, but as soon as he touched Lin Han, his heart jolted.
This Buddhist bone...
It really was impressive!
Nanli’s words were not a lie.
Cinian cleared his throat and had Lin Han kneel to pay respects. As for the ordination ceremony, it would take place once the temple was built.
As for the Dharma na, this generation was without a specific title.
The Dharma na would naturally be chosen by the master.
Shandu was excited because Lin Han was his first disciple!
"Then I’ll call you Wuchen."
"Thank you, Master." Wuchen perford a Buddhist salute, his gaze full of determination.
With that, everything was set, and Nanli went to rest.
She hadn’t had a proper rest in a long ti. When she returned to the Liuli Pavilion’s main room and freshened up, she lay down again on the sandalwood bed fra.
It should have been a peaceful rest, but she couldn’t help but think of Siheng.
During the ti they spent as a married couple in the mortal world, those were truly the happiest days of her life.
The bedding and pillow still seed to retain Siheng’s scent.
At this ti, Yun Jianchu couldn’t stand to remain quiet and had to make a snide remark at Nanli, "Don’t think about it. Even if he’s trying to make up for things now, it’s too late, and it’s nothing better than dog feces!"
Nanli closed her eyes and furrowed her brows, "Can’t you say sothing nice?"
"Then what should I say? If I speak well of him, it’s like pushing you into a pit of fire."
"My matters aren’t clear yet, and no matter how much you say, I won’t listen. You’d better talk about your own matters so I can be enlightened," Nanli said, her curiosity piqued.
"Heh, you want to speak, do you? Wouldn’t that be embarrassing for ?" Yun Jianchu snorted coldly.
"Then rest."
Yun Jianchu seed not to have heard her and continued, "But since you’re begging , I might as well tell you."
"......I didn’t beg you, did I?"
"I’ll tell you. I’m not just from the Demon Clan. I have the noblest bloodline in the Demon Clan. I am from the Asura Clan!" Yun Jianchu said passionately.
If it were before, Nanli wouldn’t have known much about the Demon Clan. But now that she had regained so mories, she naturally understood the characteristics of the Asura Clan.
After all, the Demon Realm had been sealed for over ten thousand years, and after the Immortal World sank, there were very few records about the Demon Realm.
The Asura Clan could be sumd up in one phrase: stunningly beautiful, extrely powerful, but with a very short lifespan.
"I wouldn’t have guessed," Nanli said coldly.
"Now, I’m left with only a trace of Demon Soul, so naturally, you can’t tell," Yun Jianchu continued. "If I had died right then, I would have been able to take over your body. With your cultivation at that ti, you wouldn’t have been able to resist ."
"Stop talking about your past glory." Nanli turned over, "If we’re comparing, my past life was much stronger than yours. Looking at your current situation, it seems you were quite weak when you were alive, otherwise, I would have heard of you. You must have been a weakling back then."
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