We made you practice martial arts, and you've mastered the Great Golden Body?

They softly chanted the Great Compassion Mantra, and the gentle, healing chant could soothe people's hearts and purify the evil atmosphere!
"They are the nuns from the Guanyin Temple on Mount Putuo! The one in the lead must be Abbess Huixin! They are proficient in the Guanyin Dharma and skilled in healing and purification. With them here, casualties will definitely be reduced!" A monk recognized this special group of reinforcements, and hope shone in his eyes!

In the northern void, Buddhist light coalesced, transforming into a colossal golden swastika-shaped Dharma wheel! The Dharma wheel slowly rotated, radiating boundless wisdom and majesty! At the center of the Dharma wheel sat a scholarly high-ranking monk, clad in a yellow robe, wearing a Vairocana hat, and holding scriptures! His gaze was profound, seemingly containing the endless wisdom of the entire Tripitaka! He simply sat there quietly, yet an invisible, vast aura of Buddhist principle, powerful enough to suppress inner demons and dispel illusions, permeated the air!
"That's... Master Zhixu of the Tiantai School! It is said that the Master has thoroughly comprehended the Lotus Sutra, and his Buddhist cultivation is unfathomable! His 'True Meaning of the Lotus Sutra' can directly point to people's hearts and dispel all illusions and heretical teachings!" An old monk whispered excitedly, filled with reverence for this master who was famous throughout the world for his Buddhist theories!
Besides these four most prominent and powerful entities!

In the sky, more and more appeared—

Riding on white, six-tusked elephants and holding vajras, the Tantric lamas chanted mantras, formed various hand mudras, and exuded a mysterious and powerful energy!

The Zen ascetic monks, dressed in gray robes, straw sandals, and carrying bamboo hats, have a restrained aura and indifferent eyes, as if they are one with the world, yet they can unleash amazing power at critical moments!

There were even some who were not dressed as monks, but in Taoist robes and holding whisks, yet they also radiated pure Buddhist light, clearly reclusive masters who cultivated both Buddhism and Taoism!
Figures appeared one after another! Buddhist treasures appeared one after another! Powerful and pure Buddhist energy appeared one after another! Like rivers flowing into the sea, they converged from all directions! They completely dyed the sky, which was originally shrouded in demonic atmosphere, into a golden ocean!

The Buddha's light shines everywhere! The chanting of Buddhist hymns fills the air! Bells and chimes resound in unison! The conch shell sounds!
At this moment, the Buddhist community, having accumulated its resources for thousands of years, displayed them without reservation before the world in order to protect Jinshan Temple and suppress this monstrous demon that dared to challenge the dignity of Buddhism!
Such a grand, solemn, and powerful scene! It left all the surviving monks below speechless, their hearts pounding, a surge of heat rushing to their heads! All the fear and despair they had felt before were replaced at this moment by boundless pride and exhilaration!

"The Buddhist sect is mighty!"

"Slay the demons and protect my Golden Mountain!"

They shouted in unison again, their voices weak but filled with an unprecedented determination!
Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, who had been so arrogant and confident of victory, suddenly turned incredibly ugly!
As they gazed at the densely packed Buddhist reinforcements in the sky, each one exuding a terrifying aura, and felt the immense Buddhist power that pressed down upon them like a tangible force, even these thousand-year-old demons couldn't help but feel a tremor emanating from the depths of their souls!
Especially Bai Suzhen, whose fatal blow that was about to pierce Fahai's heart was abruptly halted in mid-air by this sudden and earth-shattering change!

It wasn't that she didn't want to continue, but the omnipresent, vast Buddhist power, as if solidifying space, made her feel that even the circulation of her demonic power had become obscure and difficult! More importantly, she sensed several terrifying auras from those newly appeared Buddhist monks, auras that posed a deadly threat to her!
The Buddha's light shone brightly atop the golden mountain, and the chanting of Buddhist hymns calmed the raging storm. However, this sacred and solemn scene could not immediately soothe the human tragedy that had already unfolded below. In fact, the overwhelming divine power only served to highlight the horrific and heartbreaking scene of devastation below, making it all the more shocking and tragic.

Although Jinshan Temple was built on the mountaintop, the Yangtze River, which was forcibly stirred up by Bai Suzhen with her Jade Wave Hairpin and contained boundless rage and destructive power, would not be satisfied with merely submerging a temple.
The moment the Vajra Subduing Demon Formation shattered, and the thousand-foot-high wall of water crashed down like a runaway beast, its immense impact and surging force had already crossed the ridge of Jinshan Mountain. Like a burst dam, it rushed towards the unsuspecting, countless villages and innocent people who had lived there for generations below!

That scene was truly—the end of the world!
The turbid, cold, towering waves, mixed with mud, sand, broken wood, gravel, and even temple ruins, were like a prehistoric beast with its jaws wide open. With unparalleled force, they instantly devoured the once peaceful and tranquil land at the foot of the mountain!
Vast stretches of lush green rice paddies vanished in an instant as the waves swept through, leaving behind only a murky expanse of water and floating, broken rice seedlings.

Rows of farmhouses with blue tiles and white walls, and wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, crumbled like fragile sandcastles under the crashing waves, turning into countless fragments that were swept into the torrent.

Stone bridges connecting villages and wooden planks spanning streams were easily broken and washed away like withered branches under the impact of the raging water.

Farmers working in the fields, women washing clothes by the river, children playing at the village entrance, and elderly people resting at home... they didn't even have time to utter a cry of alarm or make any reaction before they were swallowed up by the sudden and extremely fast flood!

Looking out, the area beneath Jinshan Mountain, spanning dozens of miles, has been transformed into a vast swamp!
The turbid waves rolled endlessly, and countless roof beams, door panels, furniture, farm tools... and even more heartbreaking things—the corpses of humans and livestock!
Some of the corpses retained the terrified expressions they had before death, their eyes wide open, as if they could not believe that this catastrophic disaster had befallen them.

Some of the bodies were maimed and mangled by the impact of hard objects in the flood, a truly gruesome sight.

A mother tightly embraced her lifeless infant, both floating on the cold water. That gesture, a last instinctive act of protection in the final moments of life, brought tears to the eyes of many.

An old man was trapped on a collapsing roof, stretching out his withered hand and calling out in vain to the sky, his eyes filled with despair and helplessness. But soon, an even larger wave crashed in, sweeping him and the roof into the bottomless torrent...

Cries, pleas for help, wails, and the last struggles of drowning victims... all mingled with the roar of the floodwaters, weaving together the most tragic and desperate lament in human history!
The devastating flood caused by Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing's hatred far exceeded their initial expectations in terms of destructive power and lethality. Or rather, it was a heavy price they deliberately ignored in their fervor for revenge!
……

In the sky, the newly arrived Buddhist monks, after their initial anger and confrontation, quickly noticed the horrific scene below!

"Amitabha! What a sin! What a sin!" Elder Kurong of Lingyin Temple, though he had transcended the cycle of life and death, couldn't help but open his eyes, a deep sorrow and regret showing in his cloudy old eyes. His withered fingers trembled slightly, and he began to chant sutras for salvation.

"You wicked beasts! You have committed countless crimes by killing innocent people! I will not forgive you today!" Zen Master Fuhu of Jingci Temple was furious, his hair and beard bristling. He pointed his nine-ringed staff at the turbulent current below, wishing he could rush down and tear the two snake demons to pieces!

"Compassion! Compassion! Quick! Fellow nuns, come with me to save them!" Master Huixin of Mount Putuo was the most compassionate and could not bear to see such a tragic scene. She immediately changed direction, tilted her vase, and sprinkled down drops of nectar-like Buddhist light. At the same time, she called to the nuns behind her, and stepping on lotus flowers, like fairies descending to earth, she flew down to the place where there was still life in the flood!

They might use their gentle Buddhist power to lift drowning people and carry them to the remaining rooftops or high ground; or sprinkle clean water with willow branches to heal the wounded and dispel the chill; or chant soothing mantras to comfort those terrified souls.

Eminent monks and virtuous masters from other sects also took action!
Master Zhixu of the Tiantai school, with a furrowed brow, chanted the Ksitigarbha Sutra, attempting to use the power of Buddhism to suppress the floodwaters, slow their spread, and deliver the souls of those who tragically perished.

The lamas of Tantric Buddhism formed a mandala, shook ritual bells, and scattered five-colored sacred sand in an attempt to dispel the resentment and evil aura permeating the water, so as to prevent the formation of water evil and its lingering harm.

Those Zen ascetics and reclusive masters, their figures like ghosts, moved through the floodwaters, using their profound cultivation to rescue the trapped people from danger and bring them to safety.

In an instant, the sky shone with the light of Buddha, while turbulent waves surged on the ground; on one side was sacred redemption, on the other, cruel destruction. This stark contrast made the whole scene appear both grand and filled with endless sorrow.

……

Suspended high in the sky, witnessing all of this, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing had extremely complicated feelings at this moment.

When they saw Jinshan Temple completely submerged and Fahai severely injured and in a sorry state, they did feel a surge of vengeful pleasure and a sense of catharsis that had been building up for a thousand years!
"They did nothing wrong!" Bai Suzhen cried out in her heart. It was Fahai who relentlessly pursued her, ruining her marriage and forcing her to rebel! She only wanted to live a peaceful life with her husband; what crime had she committed? If it weren't for Fahai, why would things have come to this?! Everything she did was to protect herself, to protect her love, and to protect her unborn child! It was Fahai who drove her to this dead end!
"We did nothing wrong!" Xiaoqing roared inwardly. Her sister only wanted to repay a debt of gratitude, only wanted to be a good wife and mother! That old bald monk was unreasonable, treating demons as enemies, and making things difficult for her at every turn! If he hadn't used realgar wine and the Buddha seed to ambush her, how could her sister have wasted a hundred years of cultivation? How could her husband have almost lost his life? The root of all this lies with Fahai! They were merely giving an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! What wrong had they done?!
however……

When their gaze passed over the submerged Golden Mountain and fell upon the village below, also reduced to a swamp, littered with corpses and filled with the cries of agony… when they saw the tragic state of the innocent people, the shattered families, and the figures struggling desperately in the floodwaters…

Is she wrong?

An indescribable, bone-chilling cold began to creep into their hearts like a venomous snake.

At the same time, an invisible and incredibly heavy shackle seemed to appear out of thin air and wrapped around their souls!
That is—karma!
They are the ones who committed the heinous crimes of causing floods and indiscriminately killing innocent people!
This karma is not a physical entity, yet it is sharper than any sword and hotter than any flame! Like a maggot clinging to their bones, it begins to erode their Dao heart, interfere with the flow of their magical power, and even ignite clusters of black karmic fire—representing sin and punishment—deep within their souls!
Bai Suzhen felt her vision blurring, and the surging demonic power within her began to stagnate, as if enveloped by an invisible, viscous substance. She could even faintly hear countless wronged souls wailing and cursing in her ears! She forcibly suppressed the nausea and dizziness rising in her heart, her face growing even paler, and the hand holding the jade hairpin trembled slightly.

Xiaoqing's situation is slightly better. Her cultivation is still shallow, and her perception of the cause and effect of Heaven is not as keen as Bai Suzhen's. Moreover, her personality is more stubborn, and the pleasure of revenge temporarily outweighs her sense of guilt.

But she also felt that invisible pressure, as if the will of the entire world was rejecting and loathing her. Looking at the mortals who had died tragically below, she felt little pity. In her view, mortal life was inherently fragile and short-lived. But she also had a vague feeling that things seemed to have gone too far, exceeding their original intention of simply calming the fire at Jinshan Temple.

'Hmph! Who cares! It's already like this! At worst, I'll fight my way out with my sister! Anyone who dares to stand in our way, we'll kill them!' Xiaoqing gritted her teeth, forcibly suppressing the unease in her heart, her eyes turning fierce again, and she tightly gripped the water-repelling pearl in her hand.

They all understood that the nature of the battle had been completely changed the moment the Buddhist reinforcements arrived.

It was no longer their revenge against Fahai.

Instead, they are the ones who are at odds with the entire Buddhist community!

The road ahead is truly one of utter ruin!
At this moment, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, with their backs against the turbulent waves below that had buried countless lives, and facing the densely packed Buddhist magnates in the sky whose auras were as deep as the ocean, truly understood what it meant to be surrounded by enemies on all sides and be ambushed from all directions!

Karma, like an invisible flame, scorched Bai Suzhen's Dao heart, making every breath a sharp pain deep within her soul. The wails of countless wronged souls below seemed to echo in her ears, making her want to vomit. She forcibly circulated her demonic power, but felt an unprecedented stagnation and difficulty, as if rejected and scorned by the entire world! She knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, today would be the day she and her sister perished! Even if they could drag Fahai down with them, they could not escape the fate of their souls being scattered and never to be reborn!

Xiaoqing clung tightly to Bai Suzhen's side, her emerald eyes still gleaming with ferocity, but also revealing a deep weariness and... barely perceptible fear. She gripped the water-repelling pearl tightly, forcing herself to remain calm, preparing to fight alongside her sister in this final, desperate struggle!

In the sky, the eminent Buddhist monks, led by Elder Kurong, Zen Master Fuhu, Abbess Huixin, and Master Zhixu, had already formed a tacit understanding after a brief rescue and understanding of the situation.

They each occupied their respective positions, subtly forming a larger and more sophisticated Buddhist encirclement formation!

Elder Kurong sat cross-legged on the lotus platform with his eyes closed. His aura seemed to be there but not there, yet it seemed to freeze the entire void, making Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing feel a sense of desolation and decay originating from the source of life.

Master Fuhu held his nine-ringed staff, his eyes wide with rage, like a Vajra descending to earth. His blood and qi surged like a tide, locking onto the two demons, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment!
Master Huixin and the other nuns formed the Guanyin Purification Array. The gentle Buddhist light contained a powerful purifying and binding force, constantly weakening the demonic energy around the two demons.

Master Zhixu opened the sutra in his hand and recited the Shurangama Mantra. Each character transformed into a golden swastika symbol, which swirled and danced in the air, creating an invisible barrier that targeted the mind and broke through demonic magic!

The other monks and masters also displayed their supernatural powers, some holding ritual implements, some chanting mantras, and some forming hand seals... In an instant, the Buddhist light shone even brighter, and the chanting of sutras became even louder! The combined Buddhist power aimed at Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, which was enough to crush everything, was already poised to be unleashed, about to crash down like Mount Tai!
At this critical moment, when life and death hung by a thread!
"Hee hee hee……"

A soft laugh, seemingly omnipresent yet not originating from any direction, filled with a strange allure and languid mockery, suddenly and clearly echoed in the ears of every living being, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake! This laughter, in stark contrast to the solemn and menacing Buddhist chants around them, created an extremely eerie and jarring contrast!
The laughter reached their ears, and those monks with weaker cultivation felt a momentary daze, as if they were seeing countless bizarre and fantastical illusions. The scriptures they were chanting were interrupted, and their breath caught in their throats! Even a martial monk as resolute as Master Fuhu felt an inexplicable irritability and restlessness, and his hand gripping his staff tightened involuntarily!

Elder Kurong and Master Zhixu frowned simultaneously, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes! They could sense that the laughter contained an extremely profound, extremely strange, and captivating power that directly touched people's hearts, which could subtly interfere with the Buddhist barrier they had set up!

"What kind of demon are you?! How dare you play tricks here! Get out here!" Zen Master Fuhu, who had the most fiery temper, immediately roared and pointed his nine-ringed staff in the general direction of the sound. A blazing golden light shot out like an angry dragon!
However, the golden light shot into the void, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea, without stirring up the slightest ripple; only the soft laughter continued to echo.

"Oh dear, the Buddhists still have such a temper... Tsk tsk tsk, fighting and killing is no good look at all! Bullying two such beautiful little snakes like this, they really... don't know how to cherish women at all..."

With this sound, a pink mist, neither demonic nor Buddhist light, but filled with a strange fragrance and carrying a certain intoxicating aura, silently spread from the void as if it were alive!
Wherever the mist passed, the air seemed to become sweet, and the originally tense and solemn atmosphere was somewhat diluted. When the Buddha's light came into contact with the pink mist, although it could still dispel it, the speed of dispersal was noticeably slower, as if it was interfered with by some peculiar law!

Even more astonishingly, the karmic shackles that were originally as heavy as a physical substance, constantly burning Bai Suzhen's soul, did not disappear under the shroud of pink mist, but the excruciating pain actually... lessened?! It was as if an invisible, slippery layer had temporarily shielded her from some of the karmic backlash!
Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were both stunned!
They looked around in surprise and uncertainty. This sudden change, this familiar yet strange atmosphere... made them instantly think of a certain entity!
"It's...it's her?!" Xiaoqing exclaimed in a low voice, her emerald green eyes filled with disbelief!
Bai Suzhen was also deeply shaken! She naturally recognized the owner of this aura—the owner of Baoqing Workshop, who ran a mysterious workshop deep in Shapi Alley, whose strength was unfathomable, and who had once exchanged her life-bound precious scale for the twin swords!

How did she end up here?! What does she want?!

Just as everyone was bewildered by the sudden change and eerie atmosphere, a faint, graceful, and somewhat languid and playful phantom slowly materialized within the pink mist.

Although their exact appearance was unclear, their figure, posture, and the seductive charm that they inadvertently exuded—enough to bewitch all beings—already revealed their identity!

"Hehe... Little snakes, look at the mess you've made of this place, it's really... quite amusing. But, wouldn't it be a shame to die like this? After all..."

The voice of the phantom, with its strange pauses and allure, resonated directly in the hearts of Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing:

"...You guys still have some value that I'm very interested in. How about it? Want to make a deal with me?"

trade?!
In such a desperate situation? To make a deal with this mysterious and unpredictable fox demon?!

Bai Suzhen's heart sank instantly, but at the same time, a faint, unwilling flame of survival reignited uncontrollably in her heart!
The Buddhist reinforcements were shocked and on high alert!

Fahai's shock and anger after being seriously injured!
Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing's shock, confusion, and strange tremor in the face of despair!
And within that pink mist, a strange fox shadow, shrouded in mystery and allure, flickered in and out of existence…

The battlefield atop Jinshan Mountain became even more unpredictable and unpredictable due to the unexpected intervention of this third-party force!

At the summit of Jinshan, the turbulent waves had not yet subsided, and the Buddha's light was as vast as the sea. Yet, amidst the sudden, charming laughter and the eerie pink mist that spread, everything seemed to freeze in an unprecedented state.

It was as if a grand drama in full swing had been abruptly interrupted by an uninvited actor with a completely different style, instantly blurring the originally clear plot and filling it with unsettling unknowns.

The eminent Buddhist monks all wore solemn expressions, their eyes filled with vigilance and scrutiny. They exchanged glances, trying to find answers in each other's eyes, but only saw the same confusion.

Elder Kuru's withered eyes, seemingly having seen through the cycle of life and death, narrowed slightly, fixed intently on the graceful, ethereal figure appearing and disappearing amidst the pink mist. He could clearly sense that the aura emanating from the figure was not pure demonic energy, but rather a more ancient, more complex aura, imbued with an indescribable Daoist energy, yet leaning towards femininity and allure, incompatible with the orthodox teachings of Buddhism, even subtly displaying a restraining influence. This was no ordinary demon!

Master Fuhu gripped his nine-ringed staff so tightly it creaked, the muscles on his arms bulging like coiled dragons. He hated evil and heretical teachings above all else, especially such methods of bewitching and disturbing the mind. Had the situation not been unclear, and his opponent's strength not unfathomable, his angry strike would have been like a stone sinking into the sea; he would have already swung his staff!
The Guanyin Purification Formation formed by Abbess Huixin and the other nuns, while able to dispel the pink smoke with its Buddha light, was noticeably slowed down.

They could sense that the mist contained a strange energy that seemed to dissolve and transform their compassionate purification power, thus diminishing the effectiveness of their spells.

Master Huixin frowned slightly, her incantation unchanged, but she secretly increased the flow of her magical power, thinking to herself, "This thing is no ordinary being, and is probably not a good one."

Master Zhixu paused slightly as he turned the pages of the sutra. His true understanding of the Lotus Sutra, which could dispel all illusions, felt somewhat blurred and distorted upon contact with the pink mist, as if the other party's Tao and his Buddhist principles were in some kind of conflict.

A hint of solemnity flashed in his deep eyes: "This is neither demonic magic nor evil cultivation, but rather seems to be... some kind of ancient, exotic inheritance? Its roots are probably extremely deep!"

The other Buddhist masters also used their supernatural powers to investigate, but none of them could see through the illusory figure in the mist. They could only vaguely sense the unfathomable strength of the other party and the eerie aura that made people uneasy.

In an instant, the thunderous attack that was about to be launched involuntarily slowed down, as the monks' attention was drawn to and controlled by this mysterious entity that had suddenly appeared.

The severely injured Fahai was even more shaken! He clutched his aching chest, enduring the backlash from the shattered magic weapon, his blood-red eyes fixed on the pink mist.

Others might just feel something strange, but because he had fought with Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing the longest, he was the most sensitive to demonic energy and could better feel the terrifying pressure hidden in the mist, a pressure that far surpassed that of a thousand-year-old demon and was almost at the level of "law"!
'What...what is this thing?!' Fahai was horrified! 'This is no ordinary demon! Her cultivation is so profound...it's probably no less than mine at my peak! Perhaps even...stronger?! Why is she here? And why...does she seem to be favoring those two snake demons?!' Countless questions gnawed at his mind like venomous snakes, making his already severely injured body sway precariously. He clung to his last breath, gripping the broken, dull prayer beads in his hand, fully alert, yet a sense of foreboding crept into his heart—today's events were likely about to bring about a tremendous change!
Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, the two sisters who were on the verge of despair, had extremely complicated feelings at this moment, as if a bottle of mixed emotions had been spilled!

Shock! Unbelievable! And... a sliver of hope, so faint it's almost unbelievable!
They never expected to encounter the owner of Baoqing Workshop at this moment! This mysterious, powerful fox demon who seemed only interested in fun and trade!

What did she mean by what she just said?
Value? What value do they have now besides their broken demonic power and the karmic fire of their sins?
A trade? What will they use to trade? And what can they offer in return?
Bai Suzhen's heart pounded violently! The searing pain of karma seemed to be temporarily suppressed. Gazing at the alluring, fatally seductive phantom swaying in the pink mist, countless thoughts flashed through her mind!
'She...she wants to save us? But...why? We have no relation to her, and we even owe her a favor. We exchanged those twin swords for our life-bound treasure scales.'

She only ever acts based on self-interest and personal pleasure; what good would it do her to save us?

'Could it be… that the value she spoke of refers to the official? Or perhaps the scholar?!' The thought of this possibility clenched Bai Sujin's heart! No! Absolutely not! She would rather her own soul be scattered than let her official and child fall into the hands of such a capricious and unfathomable fox demon!

'But if we don't make the deal with her, my sisters and I will surely die today!'

My sisters' lives are in danger, Shilin was born without a mother, what... what should I do?!

The immense contradictions and struggles, like two invisible hands, were tearing at Bai Suzhen's heart! For a moment, she forgot to respond!
Compared to Bai Suzhen's complex thoughts, Xiaoqing is much more direct!

Although she was also shocked by the appearance of the shop owner, she was more of a desperate person trying anything!
Who cares what her motives are! Who cares what price she wants! As long as she can live! As long as her sister can live! As long as she can get revenge on those filthy monks! She'd do anything!
"Master! You...you can really save us?!" Xiaoqing couldn't contain herself and asked first, her voice trembling with disbelief and a desperate hope!

"Hee hee hee……"

The illusory figure in the pink mist seemed even more satisfied with Xiaoqing's directness, and let out a more joyful laugh.

The mist dissipated slightly, revealing a stunningly beautiful profile with perfect lines, natural allure, and a hint of cunning and playfulness.

"Save me?" The illusory voice drifted over, carrying an enigmatic quality. "I never do anything that doesn't benefit me. Saving you is certainly an option, but..."

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the void, landing on Bai Suzhen's pale yet still exquisitely beautiful face, with a playful look as if she were examining a commodity.

"It depends on whether you're willing to pay a price that satisfies me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire summit of Jinshan fell into an even more eerie and tense silence!

The Buddhist monks exchanged solemn glances, wary of this suddenly appearing powerful being and the unknown deal and price she mentioned.

Fahai braced himself, his eyes filled with vigilance and anger. He would not allow any evil spirits or heretics to interfere in this matter, nor would he allow the two snake demons to escape punishment!

Bai Suzhen bit her lower lip tightly, torn between her inner turmoil and the immense choice between family, love, survival, and the terrifying unknown consequences.

Xiaoqing looked at the phantom with anticipation, seemingly willing to give anything to survive!

Meanwhile, the owner of Baoqing Workshop, amidst the pink mist, was like a chess player in control of the entire game, lazily and with great interest watching the spectacular drama unfold before her, a drama filled with despair and hope, justice and evil, sacrifice and trade, which she herself had disrupted!
The air was thick with tension, as if a conflict could erupt at any moment!

"If it's my son, the son of a demon, I refuse!" Bai Suzhen said firmly.

Bai Suzhen's resolute words, carrying the poignant sorrow of a dying guardian, echoed across the desolate battlefield. Her words were unwavering, the last bastion of a mother's instinct, an inviolable bottom line. (End of Chapter)