My enemies became my companions

Chapter 689 Mingdian Mingzun
This woman is spouting nonsense.

Anyone with even a little knowledge of the situation wouldn't believe it. In history, how many people who accepted amnesty ended well? A true man doesn't accept undeserved rewards, especially when the benefits offered by this woman are so superficial.

Chen Yi sneered, about to make a sarcastic remark, but the woman's expression remained unchanged, as if what she said would surely come true, and he would definitely agree.

This woman was unusually strange. Chen Yi felt that she was even more troublesome than the Medicine Bodhisattva. At least, he could kill the Medicine Bodhisattva, and in the end, she did die.

As if she could see right through Chen Yi's thoughts, the Pure Saintess shook her head, pursed her lips and smiled, "You think I'm like a Bodhisattva? I'm just a Bodhisattva, that's all. I thought you understood, but it turns out you understand nothing. Didn't that woman surnamed Zhou teach you?"

Chen Yi's gaze deepened. He wondered what kind of supernatural powers this Pure Saintess possessed, but from just a few words, he could tell that she knew his background.

"Bodhisattvas observe the world with the patience of non-arising, but if sentient beings are boundless, when will Bodhisattvas be able to deliver them all? If the cycle of rebirth is endless, wouldn't Bodhisattvas also be within the cycle of calamities?"

The Dharma that is neither born nor dies is the Dharma realized by the Bodhisattva, not the Bodhisattva himself. Therefore, the Bodhisattva may die, but the Dharma cannot be destroyed.

The Pure Saintess paused, and at this moment, she seemed to speak as if a wooden statue were being sculpted:
"I have reached the realm of Buddha."

As the Pure Saintess spoke these words, her tone seemed to declare to heaven and earth. Chen Yi instantly tensed up, preparing for everything. His sword intent focused in one place, his mind formless and without physical form. A storm was brewing in his heart, and he was already prepared to be crushed by a towering mountain.

A quick glance around revealed the scenery remained serene, as if nothing had happened.

Donggong Ruoshu scratched his head, looked around, and chuckled.

Chen Yi didn't find it funny at all. His pupils contracted slightly as he stared intently at the woman.

She spoke, but it was as if she hadn't uttered a word. Her words fell silent without any noticeable effect, like water dissolving into water. She was not without great power; Chen Yi had witnessed it. If she hadn't interfered, he wouldn't have been deceived for so long.

In this place where wishes can come true, the fact that her words cannot be followed by the law is truly astonishing.

Noticing that Chen Yi was becoming increasingly tense, the young lady from the Eastern Palace asked, "Why are you so flustered?"

Chen Yi glanced at her.

The young lady from the Eastern Palace sensed the implication and said innocently, "I think she's quite easy to talk to."

"You almost got me into trouble, and you call that easy to talk to?" Chen Yi transmitted his voice secretly.

"...One thing at a time..."

Chen Yi was speechless, but he tightened his grip on the Hou Kang sword, and the sword tightened its grip as well. If it were Yin Weiying who said these words, he would definitely settle accounts later. However, he was not that close to this silly girl and had never crossed that line. Yin Weiying would not say such a thing. He took a deep breath and looked back at the Pure Saintess.

The Pure Saintess gazed at him with a half-smile and said slowly, "You have witnessed the things that make your wishes come true, but this is just a trivial skill. Think about it carefully, do you have no regrets in your past? Even if you go back to your past life, it is not impossible."

Chen Yi's pupils contracted even more sharply; she actually knew about these things.

After a moment, his mind calmed down slightly, and he replied with a smile:

"Actually, I have no regrets. No matter how capable you are, I don't need to rely on you."

The Holy Maiden of Purity remained calm, though her smile faded slightly.

"What's past is past. What I deserve, I will get in this lifetime. I don't seek perfection, I only seek completeness."

Indeed, looking back, I have many regrets and cannot say "I don't regret it," but I certainly wouldn't say "I'd start over." The sword intent spread out from where Chen Yi stood, the sword energy hidden and not released, humming slightly in all directions.

"You can't hurt me,"

The Pure Saintess stated matter-of-factly, then paused for a moment, looking at the still stubbornly unrepentant person, and slowly said:
"You cannot become a Venerable One. Ordinary people do not know your origins. Don't you know that yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi frowned.

...He really didn't know.

His past thoughts and ideas seemed like a dream or illusion. Along the way, there were often situations where Zhou Yitang knew everything, while he only had a vague understanding. However, with her by his side, he didn't care that much.

Now that the Pure Saintess has deliberately brought it up, even if Chen Yi could suppress his curiosity, he couldn't help but furrow his brows.

The Pure Saintess smiled and said, "It seems you really don't know."

Chen Yi: "..."

Riddlers deserve to die!

Looking back, everyone he had encountered along the way—Gongsun Guan, the Old Saintess, the Medicine Bodhisattva, Zhou Yitang, Consort Dong, and so on—were riddle-makers who kept secrets of heaven, requiring people to figure them out for themselves. Chen Yi was most clueless about this, as he was never good at deciphering riddles.

The Holy Maiden of Purity had no obligation to answer his questions, and like everyone else, she remained silent.

He continued, "I'm not forcing you, but rather to make a deal with you. Gongsun Guan actually has ulterior motives towards you, and you yourself have realized it. How about this, you first find the location of the Ming Palace, and then I will dismantle it for you one by one."

Chen Yi remained wary of the woman's words, his knuckles silently gripping the hilt of his sword. He said, "Empty words and empty promises, why should I believe you?"

The Pure Saintess remained calm and composed, saying simply, "You may not believe me, but in this lifetime, you will never escape the world of ignorance."

She suddenly turned around, her gaze seemingly meaningful, and after looking around, it landed on Min Ning and Qin Qingluo.
"The woman you desire is here, and you can naturally live happily with her for a long time, with all your wishes fulfilled. However, I believe you will have something to worry about while you are out there."

Chen Yi's face suddenly darkened.

Such words, seemingly a threat yet not quite, are what make people waver the most. He remained silent for a moment, many thoughts flashing through his mind, weighing the pros and cons. After a long while, he finally chuckled and said, "Fine, I agree."

The serene saint nodded slightly.

"I knew you would say yes."

Her voice was calm and steady, like the faint echo left after a temple bell has been struck.
“I also know that you will eventually… lend me a hand.”

"Stop talking nonsense. What exactly is this Ming Palace you're talking about? And where is it located?"

Chen Yi interrupted him directly.

The Holy Maiden showed no anger or other emotions, completely unconcerned by his offense, and simply spoke slowly:

"The Bright Palace is the abode of the Bright Venerable. It is neither brick nor tile, neither place nor location. It exists in the gap where the light of the mind converges, and resides in the abyss of the inversion of light and darkness. If you find the Bright Venerable, you can find the Bright Palace. If you find the Bright Palace, you can also find the Bright Venerable."

(End of this chapter)