I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

The next evening.

The setting sun casts its glow on the evening clouds, and a gentle breeze caresses the earth.

At the foot of Lingyin Mountain, Master Shengde, dressed in a golden robe and wearing a five-jeweled crown, with Buddha faces on both ears, slowly approached and stood before an unassuming stone sculpture. He asked softly, "Are you sure Daoji has already left?"

Bai Ling's face suddenly appeared on the humanoid stone sculpture whose features were previously obscured, and she said in a firm and decisive voice, "She just left not long ago, and if nothing unexpected happens, she shouldn't be back anytime soon."

"That's good." Saint De nodded slightly, and his body instantly turned into light and disappeared.

Inside Lingyin Temple.

Guangliang, dressed in a blue monk's robe and holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, looked at the empty hall and said, "When will this desolate and lonely period end..."

"All sins are committed by Daoji." As soon as the words were spoken, a great voice resounded in the void.

"Who?"

Guangliang suddenly raised his head and saw a golden Dharma image flying through the air, stopping abruptly above the hall, its body radiating great light.

At the same time, the monks in the temple were all drawn out by the Buddha's light, and after seeing the golden body, more than half of them knelt down.

"I am Manjushri Bodhisattva." In mid-air, the Dharma Image stared intently at Guangliang and shouted, "Now that you have seen me, why do you not bow?"

Guangliang was startled and instinctively tried to kneel down, but the moment he bent his knees, he found that he had lost control of his legs and was standing straight in place.

"Insolence!" Manjushri roared, raising his hand and pointing a finger, a terrifying golden light suddenly shot towards Guangliang.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, rays of golden light suddenly appeared in front of Guangliang, swirling and coalescing into a figure dressed in monk's robes with long hair flowing down his shoulders. With a fan, he shattered the golden light.

Manjushri's image suddenly widened its eyes, and it exclaimed, "Daoji, how could you...?"

"How could I have come back?"

Seeing his questioning abruptly stop, Qin Yao chuckled and said, "Have you ever heard of the interaction between heaven and man?"

Unlike usual, today after leaving Lingyin Temple, I felt somewhat uneasy, and the further I went, the stronger this feeling became.

Therefore, I concluded that something bad was bound to happen at Lingyin Temple today, but I never imagined it was you playing tricks.

He could have chosen not to explain, but in order to prolong the validity of the "White Spirit Spy" account as much as possible, he had to fabricate a convincing reason to get away with it...

As for Shengde, this reason was irrefutable, and he could only sigh inwardly at Daoji's accurate six senses, as if he had divine assistance.

But despite his sighs, he still had to continue doing what needed to be done. So he clasped his hands together, and countless golden swastika symbols suddenly appeared on his body, swirling around him and causing his aura to surge: "Daoji, do you know your crime?"

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Saint De coldly said, "Since you are guilty without knowing it, then I will enumerate your seven major sins in front of all the monks in this temple."

"Wow~ so many." Qin Yao suddenly took a step back, as if he was startled.

Saint-Dee's eye twitched.

This behavior looks exactly like he's mocking himself.

"Stop pretending to be crazy, I saw through you long ago."

After a short while, the Holy Virtue said solemnly, "Your first sin is great disrespect. You drink alcohol and eat meat, and you call it 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha remains in the heart,' but in reality, you are just beautifying your greed and finding reasons to enjoy yourself."

Therefore, there is not even a trace of reverence for the Buddha; this is a grave offense of disrespect.

Qin Yao laughed and said, "I knew this would be one of these, nothing new. Next, is there the charge that I married at Lingyin Temple, disgracing this sacred Buddhist site?"

Shengde said, "That's right. It is a sin for monks to get married. To get married in Lingyin Temple is an even greater disgrace to this ancient temple. Furthermore, it has a huge impact on the world and on believers. These are the three sins."

"That makes four. What are the other three?" Qin Yao asked.

"The fifth crime is destroying a marriage alliance. As the saying goes, it is better to tear down ten temples than to destroy one marriage alliance. Regardless of the reason, it is an undeniable fact that you personally orchestrated the scheme and plotted against Zhang Tianyuan's wife."

The sixth crime is distorting the truth and deceiving the public. Do you think no one knows what's going on with the storytellers in the city? Anyone with a brain can see this is your doing.

The seventh sin concerns me. I heard that you openly declared yourself the reincarnation of Manjushri at Jing'an Temple? How dare you! Do you really think that just because you're crazy, no one will care?

Qin Yao said, "You make perfect sense, but I only have one question: what right do you have to judge me?"

"Why should I be the judge?" Shengde said lightly. "Where is the abbot of Lingyin Temple?"

Guangliang: "..."

I really don't want to get involved in this!
"Where is the abbot of Lingyin Temple?" After looking around and seeing no one answer, Shengde immediately changed the subject.

"Amitabha, this old monk is here." At this moment, Abbot Yuankong, wearing a kasaya, slowly arrived.

Shengde suddenly looked down at him and shouted, "How can you, as the abbot of Lingyin Temple, tolerate Daoji committing so many evil deeds?"

Yuan Kong looked up at the other person and calmly said, "Every drink and every bite is preordained."

"This is not predetermined; it is your dereliction of duty as abbot."

Shengde said sternly, "Daoji is not worthy of being a monk. He is a black sheep no matter where he stays."

I hope you can correct this misconception in time and expel him from the Lingyin Temple community. Only in this way can the reputation of Lingyin Temple be gradually reversed.

Yuan Kong shook his head and said, "I do not accept your suggestion."

Saint Virtue: "..."

"Did you hear that? I won't accept your bullshit advice." Qin Yao sneered, "Now what do you have to say?"

"I think he's just senile."

As Shengde spoke, he suddenly pointed at Guangliang and said, "If I were to appoint you as the new abbot of Lingyin Temple in the capacity of Manjushri Bodhisattva, would you dare to expel the old monk and Daoji from the temple and set things right?"

Guangliang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, even if you were to appoint me as abbot, or even if you were to guide me to Buddhahood, I cannot do it."

Saint Virtue: "..."

"Do you feel like a clown? Well, you might not understand what a clown means, so let me explain. It's a ridiculous character who is unhappy in their own life but still tries to attract attention," Qin Yao said.

Enraged, Saint Virtue suddenly raised his hand, and boundless magical power condensed into a giant hand in the air, fiercely grabbing at Qin Yao.

"I've been waiting for you." Qin Yao immediately used the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra to drive the Tathagata Palm, shattering the giant hand with a single strike, and then rushed straight towards the Holy Virtue Dharma Body.

Saint Virtue was slightly startled, turned around and transformed into a golden rainbow, disappearing in an instant from the sky above the palace...

In his view, the plan failed the moment Daoji appeared, and once the abbot firmly supported Daoji, the outcome could no longer be changed.

If that's the case, there's no point in staying and fighting to the death. Besides, Daoji's strength is unfathomable. Even if I risk my life, I might not be able to defeat him!

In the blink of an eye.

Shengde fled from Lingyin Temple back to Jing'an Temple. As soon as he arrived at his own private Zen courtyard, he saw Zhang Tianyuan sitting in front of the meditation room. He hurriedly got up and quickly came to greet him.

"Master, where is Mingzhu?"

Upon hearing this, Saint De felt a sudden surge of disgust and, suppressing his murderous intent, said, "The plan has failed again."

Zhang Tianyuan: "..."

Because of these repeated failures, he gradually lost his faith in this cheap master.

He's useless at everything, isn't he just a good-for-nothing?
“Tianyuan, go home first. Don’t worry, I will definitely find a way to help you get your wife back.” Shengde said with a firm expression while he remained silent.

Zhang Tianyuan was not entirely satisfied with the result, but he knew that he could only rely on the other party now: "Yes, Master, I am counting on you."

Saint Virtue waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Go on, your master needs to think of a solution..."

half an hour.

When Zhang Tianyuan returned home from Jing'an Temple, he saw his grandmother sitting in front of the main room with a gloomy face. But when she saw him, she suddenly stood up.

"grandmother……"

"Tianyuan, is the story the storyteller in town tells about our family?" Grandma Zhang asked directly.

Zhang Tianyuan paused for a moment, then said, "Perhaps it's based on our family's prototype, but it's been significantly altered. Putting everything else aside, do you believe that Mingzhu is a clam spirit?"

Grandma Zhang: "..."

Of course she didn't believe it.

If the other party were truly a powerful demon, why would they stay in the Zhang family to suffer mistreatment?

In fact, considering what she instigated her grandson to do to him, it would be considered kind of them not to have eaten her alive!

"Tomorrow I'll go and settle accounts with those storytellers," she said indignantly. She then instructed her grandson, "Also, we're out of money. You need to find Mingzhu and continue pearl production."

Mentioning this, Zhang Tianyuan was filled with grievances: "I also wanted to find her and bring her back, but Mingzhu was determined not to come back. There was also a group of monks who were obstructing us, so I really had no choice."

Grandma Zhang asked, "How did you do it?"

Zhang Tianyuan quickly recounted his actions, continuing his story up to his return from Jing'an Temple.

“Silly child, you’re wrong. With a woman like Mingzhu, gentle persuasion is far more effective than tantrums.” Grandma Zhang shook her head and turned to say, “Come inside with me, I’ll teach you what to do…”

That night.

Lingyin Temple.

Inside the Zen temple, on the bed, Qin Yao suddenly opened his eyes, his body transforming into streaks of golden light as he rushed out of the room and appeared in front of a furtive figure.

"what!"

Zhang Tianyuan, who had secretly gone up the mountain, was startled by him and even cried out in surprise.

"You didn't learn your lesson last time because I didn't teach you a lesson?" Qin Yao said coldly.

Thinking of his grandmother's words, Zhang Tianyuan knelt down with a thud, weeping bitterly: "I know I was wrong, Holy Monk, Mingzhu, I've figured it out and will no longer make any excuses for my mistakes, but I sincerely want to repent and make amends."

Mingzhu, only after losing you did I realize how much I couldn't live without you. You have no idea how I've been these past few days, unable to eat or sleep properly, tossing and turning, my mind filled with nothing but your image.

Inside the Jingxin Nunnery, Mingzhu couldn't help but step out of her room and listen intently.

Qin Yao saw this scene with his divine sense and finally understood why he had not yet received the merit of salvation.

Mingzhu was utterly disappointed in Zhang Tianyuan and genuinely wanted to become a nun, but their relationship had not yet reached the point of complete severance, so Mingzhu's worldly ties could not be broken.

If one's body is in Cao Cao's camp but one's heart is with Han, how can that be considered a subjugation?
After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly appeared inside the Jingxin Nunnery and looked at the seemingly lost young woman in front of him, saying, "In the end, you were not as ruthless as you said you would be."

Mingzhu shuddered, but didn't know how to refute it.

"Go." In the silence, Qin Yao spoke again.

Mingzhu was taken aback: "Shouldn't you have stopped me?"

"You can stop a person, but you can't stop their heart. Your heart isn't in cultivation, so no matter how many scriptures you recite, you won't be able to transcend it," Qin Yao said, waving his hand.

Mingzhu was filled with guilt and slowly knelt down: "I'm sorry, I've let you down."

Qin Yao said, "I am not disappointed. On the contrary, I have found the key to your salvation through this."

Mingzhu was taken aback: "What's the key?"

"The key to completely severing worldly ties," Qin Yao said, "In other words, come find me at Lingyin Temple after you have truly settled down."

Mingzhu gradually realized: "You don't believe Tianyuan is sincerely repenting?"

"A leopard can't change its spots," Qin Yao said succinctly.

Mingzhu: "..."

A moment later, with mixed feelings, she moved like a streak of light, swiftly leaving the Jingxin Nunnery and appearing before Zhang Tianyuan.

With teary eyes, Zhang Tianyuan saw her figure and immediately smiled: "Mingzhu, my good wife."

Mingzhu sighed and said, "Come down the mountain with me..."

On the eve of dawn.

Zhang Family Compound.

Seeing her grandson and granddaughter-in-law walk into the yard, Grandma Zhang, who had stayed up all night, finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're finally back."

Mingzhu nodded slightly, but not with the same respect as before.

Grandma Zhang was displeased with this, but she didn't immediately show it. Instead, she said:

"Mingzhu, we're out of money. You'd better start producing pearls, or we'll be out of rice in three days at most."

Mingzhu shook her head and said, "I'm tired. Let's continue tomorrow."

Grandma Zhang frowned, suppressing her urge to explode, and turned to go back to her room.

“Mingzhu, I think you’ve changed a bit,” Zhang Tianyuan said with a complicated expression.

Mingzhu did not answer, but only said, "I'll sleep in the guest room tonight."

Zhang Tianyuan: "..."

The next day.

After the sun had risen high in the sky, Grandma Zhang got up and went out. She first went to the woodshed where countless river clams were kept. Seeing that no one was inside, she asked her grandson, who was busy in the kitchen, "Where is Mingzhu?"

Zhang Tianyuan hesitated and said, "I haven't gotten up yet..."

Grandma Zhang's breath hitched, as if a fishbone was stuck in her throat.

"What time is it? She's still not up. Go and wake her up right now," she said shortly after, her face full of frustration.

Zhang Tianyuan dared not disobey her orders, so he reluctantly arrived at the door. However, just as he raised his hand to knock, the wooden door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

"Is something the matter?" Mingzhu asked.

"I wanted to ask you what you'd like to eat?" Zhang Tianyuan said awkwardly.

Mingzhu said, "Is there meat? I want to eat meat."

Grandma Zhang couldn't hold back any longer and said, "If you want to eat meat, you have to work. Did you not hear what I said yesterday or did you not take it to heart?"

Anyway, I don't care, I have to see Pearl by tonight!

Mingzhu lowered her eyes silently and said, "It won't be produced tonight. It will take at least half a month to produce a single pink pearl."

Grandma Zhang was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Why is it so slow?"

Mingzhu said, "Because my vital energy was damaged, my efficiency was naturally greatly affected."

Grandma Zhang frowned slightly and said, "Then you should take Tianyuan with you. Two people working together is always faster than one person working alone, right?"

Mingzhu shook her head: "Tianyuan won't work."

Grandma Zhang said with dissatisfaction, "Have you even tried it? How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried? You've kept the recipe for making pink pearls so well hidden, never letting us see the process. Is this how you treat your family?"

Mingzhu pursed her lips and said, "The most important material for making pink pearls is my blood. I don't want you to see it, firstly because I'm afraid it will frighten you, and secondly because I'm worried that the news will leak out and cause unnecessary trouble."

Grandma Zhang: "..."

"Grandma, let Mingzhu go do the chores, please don't say anything more," Zhang Tianyuan suddenly said. Grandma Zhang asked, "Then what will we eat and drink for the next two weeks?"

Zhang Tianyuan said, "I'm going to find some work to do..."

"No, no, those hands of yours are for holding pens, not for doing manual labor." Grandma Zhang waved her hands repeatedly, then said to Mingzhu, "Why don't you try bleeding a little more? After you get the money, I'll buy you some blood-nourishing products to help you recover."

Mingzhu felt a chill in her heart. She turned to look at Zhang Tianyuan, only to find him also silent, as if hoping that she would agree to his request.

Thinking of this, the love that had rekindled in her heart was suddenly doused with cold water, and she barely managed to suppress it: "I'm going to make pearls..."

Watching her retreating figure, Grandma Zhang muttered softly, "How can she be so selfish? She only thinks of herself and has no family at all."

Mingzhu ignored these words and silently walked into the woodshed...

Shortly after.

Zhang Tianyuan, who had been pampered since his marriage, went out to work for the first time; and Grandma Zhang had no choice but to swallow her pride and go to her relatives' house to borrow grain.

Inside the woodshed, Mingzhu silently withdrew her gaze, looking at the large vats filling the room and the river clams inside, and sighed softly…

"Little Pearl, is this the life you've chosen?" Suddenly, a voice rang out outside the woodshed.

Mingzhu's expression faltered slightly.

This voice... awakened a long-forgotten memory in her.

"Little, Little Spirit Child?"

"It is me." In an instant, a golden light passed through the tightly closed door and appeared in front of Mingzhu, manifesting as the image of Saint Virtue.

"How could you..." Mingzhu's eyes widened suddenly, her delicate body trembling slightly.

“Even if you are at the ends of the earth, I will find you,” Saint De said sincerely.

Mingzhu bit her lip and said with mixed feelings, "Where have you been all these years?"

They were childhood sweethearts, but the other suddenly left without saying goodbye; otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to marry Zhang Tianyuan...

A bitter feeling welled up in Shengde's heart, and he sighed, "Do you still remember that tribulation of lightning?"

"The tribulation of ascension?" Mingzhu asked.

Any demon who wants to ascend to the immortal realm and transform from a demon into an immortal must undergo a tribulation of lightning. She had not seen him since that tribulation.

"That's right, it all stems from this lightning tribulation."

Saint Virtue said, "That day, I descended to the mortal realm to find you, only to discover that you had already been subjected to the tribulation of lightning, but you failed to overcome it and were instead struck back to your original form, your life hanging by a thread."

To save you, I gave you my own inner core and did everything in my power to heal you, but in the end, my own soul was scattered.

Mingzhu's heart skipped a beat, and she asked urgently, "So that blood pill was actually your inner core, Little Lingzi. What happened next?"

"Later, I was rescued by a strange person, and that's how I recovered my primordial spirit," Shengde said. "When I was able to leave the mountain, I immediately sensed the aura of the inner core and found you there, but I never expected that you had already married someone else."

Mingzhu suddenly realized: "It was you who saved me back then, not Tianyuan in his previous life!"

“How could you think it was him?” Saint De asked.

Mingzhu explained, "After the tribulation, I don't know how long I was unconscious. When I opened my eyes, I saw him releasing me into the water. I thought he had saved me, and that after his reincarnation..."

At this point, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's all so unpredictable, such is the way fate plays tricks on us."

Shengde said, "I saw long ago that Zhang Tianyuan was not a good person, let alone a good man. I originally planned to take him as my disciple and try to let you see his true colors little by little, but I never expected that Daoji would interfere."

Mingzhu: "..."

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Little Pearl, come with me."

In the midst of his silence, Shengde said earnestly, "Zhang Tianyuan is a scoundrel, and Daoji is too dangerous. Only by fleeing far away can we remain safe and sound."

Mingzhu let out a soft breath and said, "Xiaolingzi, I can't go with you."

"Why?" Shengde asked. "Do you still love Zhang Tianyuan?"

“Perhaps I don’t love you anymore, but I don’t love you anymore either,” Mingzhu said. “I am very grateful to you for saving me with all your might back then, but my love for you was also exhausted in that long search.”

Saint-De's lips twitched: "I've sacrificed so much for you, how could you..."

“I know, but I don’t want to fall in love again,” Mingzhu said.

Saint De's expression gradually turned cold: "Then give me back my inner core."

"Could you allow me to return the inner core to you after I return to Jingxin Nunnery at Lingyin Temple?" Mingzhu pleaded.

Saint-De said defiantly, "No, I want it now!"

“But I will be in danger…” Mingzhu said hesitantly.

“What does this have to do with me?” Saint De said.

Seeing his frosty expression, Mingzhu gently exhaled and spat out a blood pill.

Saint Virtue raised his hand and put away the Blood Pill, giving her one last look: "If you change your mind, you can call my name at any time, and then both the Blood Pill and I will return to your side."

After saying that, his body vanished from the spot.

After losing the Blood Pill, Mingzhu's face quickly turned pale, and she eventually turned back into a clam, lying quietly on the ground.

half an hour.

Zhang Tianyuan returned home dejectedly, repeatedly calling out, "Mingzhu, Mingzhu..."

Seeing no response, a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart. He strode to the woodshed and kept knocking on the wooden door: "Mingzhu, are you in there?"

"I'm inside, don't come in," the pearl inside the clam replied.

Zhang Tianyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but then his grandmother's words came to mind again, and he said softly, "Mingzhu, let me help you make pearls."

"No, don't come in," Mingzhu said again.

However, Zhang Tianyuan was determined to get the secret recipe for making pearls, so he simply broke open the wooden door. Just as he was about to speak, he found that Mingzhu was nowhere to be seen in the room.

"Mingzhu, where are you?"

Mingzhu: "..."

After a moment of silence, she said softly, "Look down."

Zhang Tianyuan looked down at the giant clam on the ground and gasped: "A pearl?"

"It's me," Mingzhu said. "Tianyuan, can you take me to Lingyin Temple?"

Zhang Tianyuan's expression changed: "You're not Mingzhu, you're a monster, a monster!"

Mingzhu said, "I am indeed Mingzhu, and I am indeed a demon. Tianyuan, I have repaid all the kindness you owed me in my past life. Could you please..."

"A monster! There's a monster!" Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Tianyuan shouted and ran out.

Mingzhu could only manage a bitter smile.

But to her surprise, Zhang Tianyuan returned shortly afterward.

"Tianyuan, you..."

"I'm going to kill you, you monster." Zhang Tianyuan picked up a wood-chopping knife from the chopping board and walked step by step toward the giant clam.

"Stop!" At the critical moment, a voice as clear as a morning bell suddenly rang out in the kitchen.

Zhang Tianyuan suddenly turned around and looked at the monk in blue robes who had suddenly appeared. He was instantly filled with rage and malice: "It's all your fault that I've fallen to such a state. I'm going to kill you."

Having said that, he raised his wood-chopping knife and charged at Qin Yao, his eyes brimming with endless killing intent.

Qin Yao flicked his finger, knocking the clam unconscious. Then, he picked up the clam and asked softly, "Do you still have any attachment to this mortal world?"

Inside the clam, the pearl replied, "I have repaid what I owed, and I have no more regrets."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Then come back to the mountain with me."

“Holy Monk!” Mingzhu suddenly called out.

Qin Yao asked, "Are there still unfulfilled wishes?"

“No, I want to say thank you for not giving up on me,” Mingzhu said sincerely.

Qin Yao chuckled and then disappeared with her from Zhang Tianyuan's house in an instant.

Shortly after.

Lingyin Mountain, Jingxin Nunnery.

Rouge looked at the river mussels in the water vat, scratched her head, and said, "How did it get like this in the blink of an eye?"

Qin Yao said, "She has handed over her inner core, so she won't be able to take human form for a while."

Rouge was taken aback.

Although she was not a demon, she knew the importance of inner cores to demons.

"You guys chat, I have to go out for a bit," Qin Yao said softly, a thought flashing through his mind.

"Where are you going?" Rouge asked instinctively.

"Of course I'm going to help people and save lives." Qin Yao waved his hand and quickly stepped out of Jingxin Nunnery.

rouge:"……"

Lin'an City.

Jing'an Temple.

Saint-De paced back and forth in the meditation room, his anxiety particularly evident on his face.

"Master, is there anything I can do to help you?" Upon seeing this situation, the fierce-looking monk immediately bowed and asked.

Saint-De waved his hand and said, "No one can help me with this matter."

He was waiting for Mingzhu to back down, waiting for the other party to call on him.

After all, the inner core is now in his hands, and he can use it to hear the other party's voice.

But Mingzhu seemed determined to sever ties with him, and so much time had passed without any sign of anything happening.

"Perhaps I can help you." Suddenly, a voice came from the doorway.

Shengde and the abbot looked over together and saw Daoji Huaguang coming, standing smiling outside the door.

"What can you do to help me?" Saint Virtue opened his mouth and spat out his inner core, ready for battle.

Qin Yao said, "Holy Virtue, I have come to guide you."

"What a joke," said Saint Virtue. "Although my cultivation is not as high as yours, I am still a highly accomplished person. Why would I need you to convert me?"

"Lingyin Mountain, Jingxin Nunnery, is lacking a monk to care for river clams," Qin Yao said. "Are you interested?"

Saint Virtue's expression froze, and the brilliantly glowing inner core suddenly dimmed.

"Crazy monk, what nonsense are you spouting?" the head monk said sternly. "Master Shengde is the abbot of our Jing'an Temple. How could he possibly go to your Lingyin Temple to be a lowly monk?"

"Get out," Saint-De said.

The senior monk said, "Did you hear that? I'm telling you to get rid of me."

“I mean, I want you to get out,” Saint De said, staring at the head monk.

The head monk: "..."

A short while later, after he left, Shengde looked at Qin Yao and said, "I don't understand, what exactly are you up to?"

“It’s simple. I don’t want to fight with you. I want to solve the problem at its root,” Qin Yao said.

Saint said, "You think you can control me like this?"

Qin Yao asked with a smile, "Can't I?"

Saint-De's lips twitched: "Yes."

Qin Yao laughed heartily, waving his palm-leaf fan, and said, "Then let's go..."

evening.

Jingxin Nunnery.

Having removed his golden kasaya and donned a white monk's robe, Shengde stood before the water vat, opened his mouth, and spat out his inner elixir, which gently fell onto a clam.

Inside the clam, the pearl, who had been sleeping with its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes and then saw the inner elixir pass through the clam shell and fall into its own primordial spirit.

"Little Lingzi, you..."

Saint Virtue smiled and said, "I took the inner core just so you would call out to me and submit to me, but you refuse to submit, so I'll have to submit myself."

Mingzhu: "..."

The next moment, she suddenly transformed into human form, bursting out of the water vat and landing in front of Saint De: "I thought you would hate because of love."

“If the Holy Monk Daoji hadn’t come to me, perhaps,” Shengde said with a smile. “But he did come to me and gave me a way out, so I took that opportunity.”

Mingzhu paused slightly and said, "I thought he only wanted to convert me, but I didn't expect that he didn't even ignore you."

Saint-De said, "Yes, he is a very formidable person, adept at nipping danger in the bud."

“Then what do you do now…” Mingzhu asked.

Saint De smiled and said, "My new identity is now... the guardian of the clam at Jingxin Nunnery on Lingyin Mountain."

Mingzhu: "..."

Lingyin Temple.

Inside the Zen temple.

Qin Yao, who was sitting cross-legged on the tree trunk, silently withdrew his gaze, a smile on his lips, and said softly, "System, display Daoji's merit details."

[By converting the Pearl of Light, you have gained 148 merit points.]

[By converting the holy virtue, one hundred and sixty-eight merit points have been gained.]

The current total merit points for Daoji are 464.

"Wow, so many?" Qin Yao's eyes suddenly lit up.

The combined value of Pearl and Holy Virtue is over 300 points, directly reaching one-tenth of the required total.

In this way, by converting a few more couples of such infatuated men and women, he can successfully complete his mission.

Among the living Buddha Ji Gong, there is no shortage of such infatuated men and women... (End of this chapter)