The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

Xiuyuan's spiritual consciousness was like invisible flowing water, covering every corner of the villa.

He clearly saw that Madam Chengjiang's invisible charm field was subtly influencing the girl's mind.

Xiuyuan watched with great interest.

This scene is not so much a sacred shrine maiden training as it is a carefully choreographed seduction teaching in the name of "serving the gods."

Mrs. Chengjiang obviously understood and practiced this "piety" in the way she was best at.

This interaction between mother and daughter is quite interesting, and it is more lively than sitting in meditation.

However, after watching for a while, Xiu Yuan withdrew most of his attention.

Although this teaching is unique, that’s all it is.

To him, the mortals' sexual entanglements and petty thoughts are nothing more than embellishments on the road of cultivation, and are far less practical than improving his own strength.

His mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

There, a fingernail-sized, translucent golden relic was quietly suspended, emitting a pure and soft precious light.

This is the relic of vows that was formed after the divine manifestation in front of people in the office building, gathering the mixed thoughts of tens of thousands of people, and being filtered and purified through layers of incense and golden body.

The relics contain extremely pure wishes of all living beings and almost no impurities. They are excellent materials for constructing supernatural powers and opening up space.

His mind moved slightly, and he began to try out a prototype of a magical power that he had planned for a long time - the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of His Hand.

Using this vow-power relic as the cornerstone, he injected his understanding of the laws of space into it, attempting to create an independent and stable little world inside the relic.

Under the guidance of divine consciousness, strands of the power of the laws of space, like golden threads, wrapped around the relic of vows and slowly seeped into it.

The interior of the relic began to vibrate, and chaotic colors emerged from the originally pure light of vows, and space was distorting and stretching 963.

An extremely tiny space prototype was born, like a fragile bubble.

However, this bubble is extremely unstable.

The spatial barrier was surging like boiling water, sometimes collapsing inward, sometimes expanding violently outward. There were even tiny spatial cracks at the edges, emitting a dangerous aura.

Xiu Yuan frowned. The process of development was more difficult than expected. His control over the laws of space and the carrying capacity of his vow-powered relics were clearly not enough to support the prototype of a stable Buddhist kingdom.

In this first attempt, space was created, but it was completely unusable. The structure was shaky and could collapse completely at any time.

However, this can be used as a means of attack, and the power of space annihilation is also enormous.

He then dispersed the injected power, allowing the unstable prototype of space to slowly dissipate and transform back into pure willpower, stored in the relic, waiting for the next more mature attempt.

On the other side, Ashaji finally got rid of the reporters and officials, and returned to the base in Gokanomachi with the remaining team members and survivors.

The air was still filled with the mixed smell of gunpowder and disinfectant. She leaned tiredly on the examination bed in the medical room.

The female doctor among the Taimanin, an experienced companion who was used to seeing all kinds of injuries, was carefully examining her with a sophisticated scanning instrument.

After a moment, the female doctor put down the instrument and looked at the physical data displayed on the holographic screen with a strange expression. She looked at Ashaji again, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong? Just tell me."

Asha ji noticed something strange about her.

"Principal, according to the report, all your bodily functions are perfect."

The female doctor's voice was filled with disbelief.

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"Except for some wounds in your private area, everything else, including the penetrating wounds and multiple deep lacerations that should have been there, has disappeared. The speed and completeness of tissue regeneration completely exceeds the limits of known medical technology. It's as if you had never suffered those injuries in the first place."

The female doctor pushed her glasses and called up the previous battle records for comparison, her brows furrowed as if she was reading some Arabian Nights fairy tale.

She even suspected that the instrument was malfunctioning and confirmed it several times, but the result was still the same.

Ashaji silently looked at the green data bars representing "extremely healthy" on the examination report. Her fingertips unconsciously brushed across the place where the penetrating wound had been on her shoulder. The skin there was smooth and delicate, without even a trace of scar left. The touch was even better than before the injury.

Only the wounds on her private parts still clearly reminded her of the life-and-death struggle she had experienced not long ago.

Ashaji remembered that when Xiuyuan's hand was about to move to the wound on her thigh, she blurted out to stop him.

She recalled the warm feeling when the golden light covered the wound, and the tingling and numbness that penetrated deep into her bones, running through her body like a subtle electric current, dispelling all the pain.

Especially where his palm brushed over her shoulders and arms, that strange feeling seemed to still linger, causing her body to tremble involuntarily and her ears to feel a little hot.

In fact, she experienced that feeling at that time, so she stopped Xiu Yuan specifically.

Otherwise, Ashaji was worried that she would become incontinent in front of Xiuyuan. That feeling was really too strange and made her unable to stop.

"Principal, you..."

The female doctor noticed her reaction and the unnatural blush on her face and asked with concern.

"Are you still feeling unwell? Or are you using any special recovery methods?"

She chose her words carefully, and obviously felt that the situation was too bizarre. She even suspected that Ashaji had hidden some secret weapon or used an experimental drug with unknown side effects.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

Ashaji calmed herself down, concealed her inner turmoil, sat up from the examination bed, and moved her arms. She felt full of strength and no sluggishness at all.

"That's all for the report. Thank you for your hard work."

Then Ashaji left the medical room, with a barely noticeable stiffness in her steps.

She tried her best not to recall the strange tingling sensation when the golden light brushed against her wound, and the uncontrollable trembling of her body, but the heat in her ears did not subside.

She shook her head, dispelling these distracting thoughts and regaining her composure towards the Demon Ninja Leader.

However, she did not realize that at the moment the female doctor uploaded her examination report to the internal database, a hidden data stream quietly copied the file marked "Top Secret" and sent it to a receiving end in the shadows.

Nomad Organization, a secret laboratory somewhere filled with the smell of disinfectant and the luster of cold metal.

Kiryu Samato, the magic doctor known for his madness and genius, was staring intently at a huge holographic screen.

What was displayed on the screen was Ashaji's physical data report.

Several previous battle assessments were also placed next to it, clearly marking the specific locations and estimated severity of the penetrating wounds and lacerations inflicted on Asha by Oboro and the mechanical spider.

Somadou's pale fingers tapped lightly on the console, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of disbelief and extreme excitement.

He read the report line by line, the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled up, revealing an almost morbid smile.

“Interesting… so interesting…”

He whispered to himself, his voice having a unique husky quality.

"Piercing wound to the scapula, deep biceps tear, and energy burns to the vastus lateralis... According to the injury model, even with the most effective regenerative agents and tissue promotion techniques, it will take at least seventy-two hours for initial healing to occur, and structural damage and energy rejection reactions will inevitably remain."

He zoomed in on Ashaji's real-time data and ran his fingertips over the green peaks that represented "health."

"But look at it now... the cell activity far exceeds the peak of an average person, the tissue structure is intact, even the tiniest capillaries have regenerated perfectly, without any rejection, and no known promoters or nanomachine residues have been detected... It's like... they were regenerated out of thin air."

Somadou licked his dry lips and looked enthusiastically at the description of the disappearance of the wound in the report and the confused remarks of the female doctor.

"This speed of recovery and this level of perfection go beyond the realm of 'treatment'; this is 'creation', a reshaping of life forms!"

He knew very well what Ashaji had experienced in the office building.

But now, in just a few hours, she has recovered as before, and is even better than before.

"That monk..."

Samadou retrieved another intelligence file, which contained scattered information about Xiuyuan, as well as blurry video clips of the battle in the office building brought back by Long - golden light protecting the body, and a dragon destroying the enemy.

"Lotus blossoms with every step, diamond is indestructible, mighty heavenly dragon..."

He muttered these words that sounded like myths and legends, and the fanaticism on his face became even more intense.

"It's not an energy shield, nor a biological force field, nor is it simply rapid cell regeneration. This is a completely unknown method of utilizing life energy!"

His breathing became a little rapid, as if he had seen the holy grail in the fields of medicine and biotechnology that no one had ever touched.

"If I could analyze this power...if I could master this ability to instantly repair and even reshape life..."

Fire almost burst from Samadou's eyes.

Neural assimilation and physical parasitism are nothing but toddler toys compared to this almost miraculous power!

He suddenly stood up from his chair and paced back and forth in the laboratory, his pale fingers trembling slightly with excitement.

"We must get him, or at least a sample of him!"

He stopped and his eyes were fixed on Xiu Yuan's calm face on the screen.

"This kind of power cannot be in the hands of ignorant mortals who only know how to pray. It should belong to science and to me!"

Kiryu Samato immediately began mobilizing all the resources she could access and re-prioritized several ongoing experiments.

"Priority Alpha! Target: 'Lotus Monk' Xiuyuan. Obtain his biological samples, or... a living body, at all costs!"

His voice echoed in the cold laboratory, carrying unquestionable determination and a hint of madness.

Chapter 105: Mizuki Shiranui: Daughter, I’m sorry, Mommy really can’t help it!

Kaori Saeki's mood these days is like a calm lake with a stone thrown into it, with ripples constantly forming and she is so excited that it is hard to calm down.

Because her master, the god and Buddha who walks among the human world, is about to come to this school as a Buddhist teacher.

Whenever she heard her classmates in the classroom or the corridor discussing in low voices the "miracles" of the "Lotus Monk" and the "Golden Dragon destroying the enemies" with excitement, the corners of Kaori's mouth would unconsciously rise slightly, and an indescribable sense of pride would surge in her heart. That was her unique and secret glory.

Of course, she did not forget the task assigned by her master.

She used the time between classes and after school to quietly observe her two teachers, Kitami Reika and Takagi Hiroko.

However, after a few days, there was nothing unusual between the two teachers except normal teaching and occasional chatting.

This cast a shadow over Kaori Saeki's heart. She was worried that she would disappoint Master Xiuyuan because she couldn't even handle such a small matter.

When she thought of her master's calm yet all-seeing eyes, Kaori felt an inexplicable pressure.

After school, in the Student Union Office.

Kaori Saeki and the student council president Rika Shiraki sat opposite each other, discussing how to welcome the special new teacher who was about to arrive.

Rika Shiraki, the blonde president who is like an idol in the school, put away her usual gentle smile and looked a little serious.

"Kaori, regarding Master Xiuyuan's welcome ceremony, I think it should be solemn and concise. After all, the official statement is-..."

"President."

Saeki Kaori interrupted her, her tone filled with unquestionable firmness.

"The official statement is not important. What is important is that we show the highest respect to the master."

She leaned forward slightly, her golden hair falling down, and a strange gleam in her eyes.

"That wasn't a drill, nor was it some kind of projection technique. It was a true miracle, the compassion and majesty of the Buddha descending upon the world. It is an unparalleled honor for our school to welcome such a being."

Shiraki Rika was slightly stunned when she saw the almost fanatical light in Kaori's eyes.

Although the outside world had long worshipped Xiu Yuan as a god and the official denial seemed pale and powerless, Kaori's confidence and piety at this moment still surprised her.

She nodded gently: "

I understand. I will communicate with the school and try my best to meet your request. However, Kaori, you seem to know this master particularly well...?

Saeki Kaori smiled and did not answer directly. She just picked up the teacup and took a sip to hide the turmoil in her heart.

At the same time, in the corner of the Art Society's activity room, Mizunase Taki was sitting restlessly.

He pretended to paint on the drawing board, but his mind was not on it at all.

The hardcover book in his trouser pocket felt as hot as a branding iron.

It was a book of black magic that he had accidentally obtained not long ago. It contained forbidden knowledge and power, which made him extremely excited.

Now, the legendary monk Xiuyuan is actually going to be a teacher in their school!

This news was like a bolt from the blue for Taki Mizunase.

He could almost imagine the monk's calm gaze sweeping over him, then easily seeing through his hidden secrets, and even... directly snatching away the magic book that he treasured so much!

"Hey, Duoxi, what are you daydreaming about?"

The classmate next to him nudged him with his elbow, "What are you thinking about? Are you also thinking about that great monk teacher? I heard he's super handsome, even better looking than a celebrity!"

"Ah? No, nothing..." Mizunase Taki was startled and quickly shook her head, her face turning pale.

"I, I was just thinking about painting..." He subconsciously pressed his pocket, as if afraid that the book would jump out by itself.