So it turns out I'm the demon!

After the fellowship ended, Jiang Mu returned to her room.

Recalling the fierce battle just now, he was speechless.

He's both terrible at the game and loves to play.

To be fair, Shangguan Luoxue did a very good job upgrading and optimizing her Dao Mansion this time.

The user experience has been elevated to a whole new level.

If he weren't preoccupied with the perilous situation in Tanzhou City and in a hurry to save people, he really wouldn't mind spending a few more days sparring with this lady.

Go through those forty-nine moves again from beginning to end.

"Master, everything is ready."

Chu Lingzhu's clear voice came from outside the door.

Jiang Mu pushed open the door and came out; the women had already finished packing the packages.

Jiang Mu quickly packed her things and led them out of the courtyard gate when they bumped into a familiar figure.

"Hall Master Jiang."

The newcomer was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, with a short sword hanging at his waist; he was none other than Xun Xiaozhang, an imperial guard.

Jiang Mu raised an eyebrow, realizing he had almost forgotten about this woman.

He had previously promised to help lure Yan Zixiao out so that she could find Yang Feifei's whereabouts.

As a result, a series of unpleasant things got in the way, and I forgot about it.

Jiang Mu said calmly, "I have things to attend to right now. If you're not in a hurry, Lord Xun, please come to Fazhou City to find me."

Xun Xiaozhuang laughed:

"I just went to see Manager Ran and I understand what Hall Master Jiang is worried about. I am Manager Shui's friend, and I am also very worried about her."

I have already sent a message via hawk to the higher-ups, instructing the inner guards near Fazhou City to intensify their monitoring of the demon's movements. Any unusual activity must be reported to Chief Water immediately.

Jiang Mu curled her lip, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

just you?

Still friends?

Seeing that Jiang Mu didn't respond, Xun Xiaojin continued to smile:

"It just so happens that I was also planning to visit Fazhou City. If it's convenient, would it be possible to travel with Hall Master Jiang? It would be good to have someone to look after you on the road." "It's not convenient."

Jiang Mu refused decisively.

Xun Xiaomo's smile froze slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

She took a bone whistle from her sleeve and handed it to her:

"In that case, I won't bother you any longer, Hall Master Jiang. The journey to Fazhou is long. If you encounter any trouble along the way, Hall Master Jiang can use this to summon my Inner Guard's personal messenger hawk. Let me know then, and I will do my utmost to help."

Jiang Mu glanced at the bone whistle, took it, and nodded perfunctorily: "Okay, that's thoughtful of you."

Xun Xiaomo cupped his hands in greeting, then turned and left.

Watching the woman's figure disappear into the distance, Jiang Mu weighed the bone whistle in his hand.

He then threw the object into the nearby bushes, clapped his hands, and led the four women toward the city gate.

At the city gate, Ran Qingshan had already prepared two brand-new carriages.

The four steeds pulling the carriage were plump and strong, with glossy manes.

It looks like a top-quality product.

Not far away, two demon-slaying guards were holding a young man with disheveled hair and a pale face, one on each side.

It was Zhao Gongzi, the prefect's nephew who had clashed with Jiang Mu on the long street and was later confirmed to be a spy for the Red Umbrella Cult.

"Little Jiang."

Ran Qingshan said in a deep voice:

"This is the prefect's nephew. You said he was a mole in the Red Umbrella Cult, and I've personally interrogated him. He confessed everything. However, he said he wants to see you in person and has something to say to you alone."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu walked up to Young Master Zhao with great interest.

The other person was being held by the arms by two guards, his legs were weak, and he was like a lump of mud with his bones removed.

Jiang Mu waved his hand, signaling the two Demon-Slaying Guards to release their grip.

Once the guards had retreated several feet away, Jiang Mu said calmly, "Speak, what are your last words to me?"

Young Master Zhao slumped in the dust, his voice hoarse as he said:

"Lord Jiang, I know you are also a mole within the Red Umbrella Sect."

"Heh."

Jiang Mu simply smiled faintly.

Young Master Zhao took a breath and continued:

"Nan Zhi told me everything, Lord Jiang. I really don't understand why you betrayed the Red Umbrella Sect when you had already joined and received benefits from it?"

But let me tell you, once you board the Red Umbrella Cult's ship, you won't come out alive!

Jiang Mu said, "You just want to talk nonsense to me?"

"I just wanted to give you a heads-up."

Young Master Zhao said in a low voice, "Everyone who joins the sect will have a 'Life and Death Talisman' implanted in their body."

There is no solution to this. Once the higher-ups deem you worthless or confirm your betrayal, they will activate this thing, which can instantly sever your meridians and scatter your soul.

I don't know if Nanzhi warned you, but I know you definitely have it inside you.

The Talisman of Life and Death?

Jiang Mu already knew about this thing back in Yancheng.

He had also carefully examined his body and found nothing abnormal, so he assumed it was gone.

Otherwise, given the Red Umbrella Sect's nature, after being tricked by him so many times, they should have activated the restrictions and blasted him into fireworks long ago.

"Finished? Is there anything else of value?"

Jiang Mu lost patience.

Young Master Zhao crawled two steps on his knees and leaned closer to say, "Actually... there are also traitors from the Red Umbrella Sect within the Demon Slaying Division of Fazhou City."

"Isn't that obvious?"

Jiang Mu said irritably.

Let alone the capital city of Fazhou, even if someone told him right now that the palace maids serving tea and water to the emperor were members of the Red Umbrella Cult, he wouldn't be surprised. This cult may not be good at much else, but its infiltration ability is exceptionally wicked.

"No, I mean, I know specific clues!"

Young Master Zhao said urgently.

Jiang Mu narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing the other person's face, which was etched with a survival instinct, and said calmly:

"You want to trade this for your life? Fine, then tell me. If the information is worthwhile, I'll spare your life."

Young Master Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up, but he forcefully suppressed his joy and asked cautiously, "Not just you... no one else can kill me either. You have to promise that no one can touch me."

Jiang Mu chuckled, "You're quite clever. Fine, I agree, provided what you say is truly valuable."

Young Master Zhao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"In Fazhou City, at least two hall masters are traitors. I know one of their names, Yang Renxu. Nan Zhi didn't tell me the other's name, but from what she said, that person is of high status, and the Water Chief trusts him extremely."

Are you sure?

Jiang Mu's eyes flashed.

"Absolutely true! If there's even a hint of falsehood, may I be struck by lightning!"

Young Master Zhao swore an oath to the heavens,

"If you don't believe me, Hall Master Jiang, you can lock me up in the dungeon first. Once you've gone to Fazhou City, captured the person, and personally verified the truth of my words, you can release me then!"

Jiang Mu stared at the other person for a moment.

"Okay, I believe you."

He suddenly smiled, stepped forward, and patted Young Master Zhao on the shoulder.

Then, he turned around and walked up to Ran Qingshan, saying, "Chief Ran, release him."

"Release them?"

Ran Qingshan was stunned.

This is a member of the Red Umbrella Cult, a traitorous party.

Jiang Mu leaned closer to Ran Qingshan and whispered, "Yes, release him and kick him out of Huzhou City. I want to use him to test something; he's not going to survive anyway."

Although Ran Qingshan was full of doubts, seeing Jiang Mu's confident expression, he didn't ask any more questions. He waved to the guards behind him and said, "Take him out of the city gate and don't let him step into Huzhou City again."

Young Master Zhao was pulled up from the ground by two guards and staggered towards the city gate.

Halfway there, he turned back to look at Jiang Mu.

His eyes held a mixture of relief and gratitude for surviving a close call; even he himself probably hadn't expected Jiang Mu to actually keep her promise. Jiang Mu watched him leave, then waved to the four women waiting nearby.

"Get in the car, let's go!"

Two carriages, one after the other, drove out of the city gate of Huzhou and rumbled along the official road toward Fazhou.

Inside the underground palace at this moment.

Shangguan Luoxue remained limp on the ice jade.

Her long, jet-black hair, flowing like a waterfall, was scattered messily, covering half of the jade-like surface, with a few strands of hair damp with sweat clinging to her smooth neck.

Two jade-white calves were slightly curled up under the disheveled purple clothes.

Even her usually cool voice sounded a little off now, emitting soft hums.

A meticulously optimized Daoist temple?

Compared to that guy's terrifying physique where "man and sword are one," it's really no match.

A stick of incense!

She broke down in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The newly established confidence in revenge was once again crushed.

At one point, she even had a terrible feeling that something was going to break down.

Is this bastard even human?

However, despite the great suffering, the good news is that the crack in the foundation has indeed been repaired.

At least in the next stage of cultivation, I will no longer be hindered by this hidden injury.

But the only problem is her inner demons.

She thought that if she could turn the tide this time, her inner demons would naturally disappear.

But now, not only have they not won, they've lost even more miserably.

"I refuse to accept this..."

Shangguan Luoxue clenched her ten slender, jade-like fingers into a fist and said through gritted teeth,

"Jiang Mu, you just wait."

"One day, I'll make you beg for mercy while you're crying!"

On the official road,

The demonic carriage sped along, leaving long tracks in its wake.

Although Ran Qingshan had prepared two carriages, Jiang Mu did not separate the women during the daytime journey. Instead, she had them all gather in the same carriage to chat and relieve boredom.

He had considered using teleportation or riding his demon horse at full speed to reach Fazhou City on his own.

Let the girls stay in Huzhou City, and we'll come back for them once the situation stabilizes.

But then I thought about it again, and it wasn't very safe.

Moreover, the demon carriage was actually quite fast, and even traveling day and night, it wouldn't take much time.

He can only feel at ease when he's by his side.

At that moment, the carriage became a miniature kingdom of women.

The room was filled with the sweet fragrance of birdsong and the soft, sweet voices of women.

Chu Lingzhu was lively by nature and always carried a refreshing and invigorating herbal scent.

They were leaning against the window, chattering away.

Like a restless lark.

Lan Rou'er stood close to her, her legs together and curled up at an angle to one side.

A small section of her pale pink ankle peeked out from under her skirt.

Every time she accidentally makes eye contact with Jiang Mu, she is startled and lowers her head, her neck turning a cute pink.

Duanmu Li remained as cold and aloof as ever, and rarely spoke.

Yuan Aqing, like a dutiful little tail, sat obediently beside Jiang Mu, holding a small palm-leaf fan in her hand, fanning him and massaging his legs from time to time.

However, Jiang Mu looked at the girl with surprise.

I was so busy before that I didn't have time to take a closer look, but now that I have some free time, I've noticed that this girl has actually made a breakthrough.

They have reached the threshold of the fourth realm!

"Isn't your cultivation speed a bit too fast?"

Jiang Mu grimaced.

That speed is outrageous!

Could it be that this girl secretly installed a system behind my back?

Yuan Aqing said with a blush:

"I don't know either, I'm just practicing sword drawing normally. But I feel that after the master helped me fuse the star position and sword soul last time, my understanding of swordsmanship seems to have become much clearer, and the energy in my body is also circulating particularly fast."

Moreover, my husband has been away from home these past few days, and I've been alone at home... so I haven't been sleeping much.

I practiced during the day and at night, without stopping.

"You're really courting death."

Jiang Mu sighed.

Judging by her cultivation speed and her composure at the King-level, this girl will probably reach the threshold of the fifth realm in less than half a month. He reached out and ruffled the girl's hair: "Don't push yourself too hard."

Yuan Aqing squinted her eyes, like a kitten whose fur had been stroked, but still pursed her lips and shook her head earnestly:

"I just feel... that I'm so useless."

The master is out there fighting the demons, and I can't help him at all.

"If my cultivation level could be a little higher, and I could train a little faster, I could go out with the master and help him."

Jiang Mu felt a warmth in her heart and pinched the other person's cheek.

On the other side of the carriage, Chu Lingzhu and Lan Rou'er, who had heard these words, exchanged a glance.

Listen to their level of awareness.

A young maid, in order to be able to help and to make her presence felt in the harem, even stopped sleeping.

He forcefully raised his cultivation level to the fourth realm.

And what about the two of them?

One of them, relying on his medical skills, spends all his time thinking about how to use medicine to charm others, while the other only knows how to blush and be shy all day long.

No wonder she couldn't get the title of legal wife.

If they continue to live like this, they probably won't even get to drink soup.

Chu Lingzhu gritted her teeth.

A fierce fire, imbued with a sense of "involution," ignited in his eyes.

build!

It must be fixed!

Repair it thoroughly!

Jiang Mu turned to look at Duanmu Li and sized her up:

"You demonic cultivator, you look like you've reached the peak of the fifth rank. What, are you training like crazy day and night?"

Duanmu Li pursed her pink lips, her tone indifferent:

"You improve as you play."

She looked up at Jiang Mu and said earnestly, "If you go out to fight in the future, you must take me with you often. Only in life-or-death battles can my cultivation improve faster."

Jiang Mu raised his hand and tapped her on the head, laughing, "Alright, this time when we go to Fazhou City, you can kill as many monsters as you want on the outskirts." Duanmu Li snorted lightly, not dodging his hand.

The carriage was filled with constant chatter throughout the journey.

Chu Lingzhu was a restless person, and she kept Lan Rou'er and Yuan Aqing chatting about this and that.

Even the tiny princess Chan Xiaoyu, who originally only knew how to eat and sleep, would occasionally join in the fun.

Seeing this exquisitely crafted object, which resembled a porcelain doll, Yuan Aqing and Duanmu Li were naturally very fond of it.

Upon learning that the other person was a foodie, he took out his own snacks to tease him.

However, this little mermaid princess is quite aloof to outsiders.

After finishing their food, they would pat their bottoms and leave, but they liked to stick to Jiang Mu, either dozing off on his shoulder or snuggling into his arms to find a comfortable spot to curl up.

As evening approached, darkness fell.

The silhouettes of the locust trees on both sides of the official road gradually blurred into a blur.

Jiang Mu instructed Duanmu Li and Yuan Aqing, "It's getting late. You two should go to the carriage in the back to sleep and get some rest." The two girls nodded obediently and got up to go to the carriage in the back.

Jiang Mu stretched and was about to go outside the carriage for some fresh air when she suddenly felt a slight tugging force on her sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mu turned around.

Chu Lingzhu was seen tugging at his sleeve, her usually bright and cheerful face now flushed red, as if painted with the colors of the sunset.

She parted her rosy lips, as if she had something to say.

But her girlish shyness made her stutter, which was unusual for her.

In this awkward moment, Lan Rou'er, who was usually the most timid, suddenly clenched her fists and spoke up for her in her clear voice: "Brother Jiang, we are willing to repair it."

"What?"

Jiang Mu's mind didn't quite process it for a moment.

But then, he looked at the two women with a strange expression and tentatively asked, "Which kind of 'cultivation' are you referring to?"

"Stop pretending! It's exactly what you're thinking!"

Chu Lingzhu steeled her resolve, put on a stern face, and said, "Anyway, my father sold me to you a long time ago. You must marry me in the future. I will fight for the position of the main wife myself."

As for Rou'er, I've already thought it through. At worst, I'll marry her later. That way, the three of us can be together openly and forever.

Jiang Mu's lips twitched twice: "What nonsense is this?"

He was too lazy to argue with the girl's nonsense, so he turned to Lan Rou'er beside him and said seriously:

"Rou'er, think it through. This is not child's play; it concerns a girl's lifelong integrity."

Moreover, the "Great Bliss and Light Dual Union Zen" emphasizes the "non-duality of bliss and emptiness." Our practice must be a harmonious union of body and mind, and a fusion of souls. If you do not like me and are only practicing this technique to help Lingzhu, then it will be a waste of time even if you force yourself to practice it.

"I...I do like it a little..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Rou'er managed to squeeze out a sentence as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

After saying that, she buried her head even deeper and curled up into a small ball.

She was as shy as a freshly cooked shrimp.

Steam was practically rising from the top of my head.

Seeing her almost spontaneously combusting, Jiang Mu's heart softened slightly, and he said gently, "It's good that you've figured it out. Don't worry, I will marry you in the future." Lan Rou'er's delicate body trembled.

She looked up in disbelief, her pitiful little face filled with confusion and astonishment:

"Can...can I also be Brother Jiang's wife?"

"certainly."

Jiang Mu smiled and said, "Although I, Jiang, am not exactly a gentleman, I still have a bottom line of taking responsibility after sleeping with someone."

Lan Rou'er stared at him blankly, her lips moving.

She always felt like a helpless duckweed, her whole family wiped out, and now she was living under someone else's roof.

She was just an ordinary, insignificant girl.

She never dared to hope that she could be noticed by a brilliant genius like Jiang Mu.

But now, this man, who is high above like a god, has solemnly promised to marry her.

A surge of bittersweet joy welled up inside her, washing away all her feelings of inferiority.

She mustered all the courage she had ever possessed, raised her bright eyes, looked earnestly at Jiang Mu, and said, word by word:

"Brother Jiang, I like you, and I am willing to cultivate myself."

Jiang Mu smiled and turned to look at Chu Lingzhu beside her:

"Actually, you don't need to be in such a hurry. Anyway, Rou'er is the one who controls the feedback from this cultivation technique, and it doesn't have much to do with you. You can wait until you're settled in Fazhou City before you worry about it."

Before Chu Lingzhu could even jump up and down, Lan Rou'er panicked first.

She grabbed Chu Lingzhu's arm: "No, Lingzhu has to come with me!"

The girl realized she had spoken too loudly after she finished, so she shrank back, blushing, and murmured softly:

"I'm afraid..."

She was terrified of that giant radish.

If she didn't have her best friend "sacrifice" her first to give her a mental boost, she suspected she would faint on the spot. Chu Lingzhu puffed out her chest and glared at Jiang Mu:

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? I also need to cultivate. Although the poisons I concoct are very powerful, if I could fly and escape into the earth on my own, who would want to be a weak woman?"

Besides, Rou'er wouldn't dare to go without me leading the way!

"Oh?"

A mischievous glint flashed in Jiang Mu's eyes as she leaned forward slightly. "So, Doctor Chu, you're not afraid?"

"I……"

Chu Lingzhu felt a chill run down her spine under his aggressive gaze and instinctively shrank back.

But catching a glimpse of Lan Rou'er's dependent and pleading eyes, she forced herself to mutter:

"Afraid... what's there to be afraid of? It's not like we've never done this before!"

The last time the two were trapped, Jiang Mu was unconscious. In order to save him, she personally extracted the pure yang energy from his body.

Jiang Mu suppressed a laugh: "Okay, let's start now."

"Now...now?!"

Chu Lingzhu immediately became shy again, twirling her fingers around her hair, her eyes darting left and right, refusing to look at him. "Isn't it a little..." Jiang Mu didn't press her, shrugging his shoulders.

"If you two feel it's not ceremonial enough, you can hold it after you settle down in Fazhou City. Then you can set up a table with wine and light red candles, and it will look just like the real thing."

"Let's do it now."

Lan Rou'er grasped Chu Lingzhu's hand in return, her watery eyes filled with pleading.

The sooner the better for spiritual practice, the better.

Especially since they are about to enter Fazhou City, which is besieged by the demon army, even a little more self-defense ability would prevent them from becoming a burden to Brother Jiang.

Looking at her best friend's pitiful appearance, Chu Lingzhu gritted her teeth and said:

"Let's do it now."

Jiang Mu stopped talking and reached out to grab Chu Lingzhu.

Although the girl was defiant, she instinctively shrank back when she saw the man's large hand reaching out.

"Still scared, aren't you?" Jiang Mu smiled and withdrew her hand.

"Who...who's scared!"

Provoked by his words, Chu Lingzhu's competitive spirit soared.

She glanced at Lan Rou'er's worried gaze, gritted her teeth, puffed out her chest, and exuded a tragic and heroic spirit of "a hero going forth never to return." "Come on, let me tell you, I am a doctor, a miracle doctor. What kind of scene haven't I seen?"

I know everything, and I'm not afraid of anything.

I am…

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

My hands were never idle.

Her slender fingers touched the belt around her waist, pinching the thin silk cord, squeezing and releasing it repeatedly...

It took a long time to finally untie the knot.

The carriage was so quiet that only the sound of the wheels rolling over the dirt road and her increasingly rapid breathing could be heard.

Jiang Mu leaned back on the cushion, watching with great interest as the usually chattering little sparrow turned into a dawdling little turtle, and couldn't help but tease it:

"Do you need my help?"

"Shut up! Don't look, turn around!"

Chu Lingzhu glared at him with shame and indignation, her eyes brimming with tears.

But Jiang Mu wouldn't turn around.

Just kidding, watching beautiful women take off their clothes is also a great sight to behold.

Under Jiang Mu's burning gaze, the girl finally reluctantly took off the light green outer skirt.

The dress slipped off her shoulders and bunched up around her waist like a soft cloud.

The girl's skin was naturally fair.

In the hazy moonlight, it appeared even more lustrous and smooth, like solidified cream, so delicate that not a single pore could be seen.

Jiang Mu's gaze gradually hardened.

Seeing the girl still dawdling and tugging at the sash of her inner garment, he finally lost his patience.

He stretched out his long arm and grabbed the girl's slender waist, pulling this stubborn but soft-hearted little doctor into his arms.

The girl gasped in surprise, about to rebuke him, when he sealed her mouth shut.

The carriage continued to speed along the official road.

The moonlight poured down like a light veil, filtering through the branches of the locust tree and squeezing in through the gaps in the carriage curtain.

Silver fragments were scattered all over the wooden planks of the carriage.

The moonlight seemed to be chasing the wheels, stretching back and forth, never quite catching up, yet stubbornly refusing to fall.

The girl's youth and shyness intertwined with the moonlight at this moment.

Like this carriage relentlessly rushing forward in the night, it carries a reckless determination and a touch of naive courage. Half an hour later.

The young healer fell into a deep sleep in Jiang Mu's arms.

She was curled up, a few tiny teardrops still clinging to her eyelashes.

Her lips curled up slightly, and she occasionally mumbled a mumbled, indistinct word in her sleep. Her small hand unconsciously scratched at his clothes, then released it with satisfaction.

Jiang Mu looked down at her, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

He gently tucked a few strands of hair, damp with sweat and clinging to the girl's cheeks, behind her ears.

Come to think of it, the first woman to speak to him after he transmigrated into this world was this lively and charming little doctor in his arms. Sometimes Jiang Mu felt that if it weren't for Bai Xiang, the person he liked the most would undoubtedly be this girl.

She is always like a ray of sunshine.

Whenever I see her smiling face, my mood will unconsciously brighten up.

He bent down and kissed the girl's smooth forehead, then gently placed her on the soft couch beside him and pulled a thin blanket over her. He turned his head and looked at Lan Rou'er, who was still huddled in the corner.

At this moment, Lan Rou'er was hugging her knees, like a beautifully crafted statue frozen in time, staring blankly at the unconscious Chu Lingzhu. She was completely dumbfounded.

Lan Rou'er only snapped out of her daze when Jiang Mu's large hand wrapped around her waist and gently pulled her into his arms.

She instinctively pressed down on Jiang Mu's arms with both hands, making a gesture of rejection.

But after less than two breaths, the hands slowly loosened.

Then her eyes reddened, and tears started falling again.

Jiang Mu was speechless for a moment.

It hasn't even started yet, why are you already crying?

However, he had already figured out Lan Rou'er's personality; she was just a paper tiger.

Timid, prone to crying, and easily startled.

But if you gently stroke her fur, she will gradually relax.

Jiang Mu said softly, "Don't worry, it won't be like before. Let's take it slow, okay?"

Lan Rou'er didn't say anything, but just glanced at him with her misty, tearful eyes, then turned her head away and looked resentfully at Chu Lingzhu, the big liar who was sleeping soundly next to her!

I clearly promised to encourage her, and I clearly promised to face it with her.

But this guy, instead, fell fast asleep.

They left me here alone to face this great demon.

After an incense stick has burned.

Their breathing gradually synchronized.

In the instant the technique was activated, a soft white light suddenly emanated from Lan Rou'er's body.

The light was as warm and gentle as moonlight, enveloping her and making her skin appear even whiter than snow and her hair as black as ink.

At the same time, golden Buddhist light shone around Jiang Mu.

The two beams of light intertwined and merged in mid-air, transforming into a slowly rotating golden-white halo.

One yin and one yang, one powder and one gold.

With his mind clear and focused, Jiang Mu immediately began to guide the practice according to the methods of the "Great Bliss and Light Dual Union Meditation".

at the same time.

Inside a vast and boundless Buddhist temple.

The dome of the Buddhist temple soars into the void, and the four walls are woven from flowing starlight.

Beneath my feet was an endless expanse of dark water.

The water was like a mirror, reflecting the billions of stars overhead, and every step you took created a golden ripple.

It felt like walking on the Milky Way.

On the high throne in the center of the Buddhist hall, a woman shrouded in Buddhist light is meditating with her eyes closed.

Behind her was a vast, dark void of space.

suddenly.

The woman slowly opened her eyes.

The sun slowly rotates in the left eye, and the moon waxes and wanes in the right eye.

"Great bliss is Prajna, great emptiness is expedient means. All dharmas are empty in nature, only this bliss is not empty. Enter my supreme joyful meditation, and attain the ultimate fruit of Nirvana..." "Finally, someone has mastered this practice."

"Excellent, excellent war..."

A slow smile curved the corners of the woman's lips.

"The prey is trapped...we await the fruits of our labor."