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Li Xiaonan chose a path along the Lotus Path and ran forward, her red skirt fluttering, revealing her snow-white, strong thighs.
"Ha! Little Monk, I've found you!" From a distance, Li Xiaonan spotted a bald figure sitting at the end of the Lotus Path. As she got closer, she realized it was Qing An, his thin frame unmistakable.
As she approached, a chill ran down her spine; she had looked just like that not long ago…
Qing An's once-clear eyes were now hollow, murmuring to himself, "Who am I..." Everything he was experiencing mirrored what Li Xiaonan had just gone through. Qing An was speaking to nothingness, indicating he was lost in his own mind.
That mass of light and shadow was indeed no good; it was merely an illusion! Trying to trick me won’t be so easy! Hmph!
She patted Qing An on the shoulder but saw that his face remained pale and unresponsive. "Qing An! Qing An! Wake up!"
Qing An’s eyes were fixed ahead, vacant and emanating an eerie aura.
Li Xiaonan thought to herself: This is bad! I have it—Sutra! Six-Character Great Bright Mantra! But right now, I have no True Essence Power left. No matter! I’ll treat this dead horse as a live one; if the monks are trapped, I’ll be stuck here forever too!
She quickly sat beside Qing An, formed hand seals, and suddenly the Spirit Platform became clear, free of all distractions. With her eyes slightly closed, she chanted, "Om Mani Padme Hum..."
Li Xiaonan repeated the mantra over and over. Gradually, Qing An's features twisted grotesquely as he growled fiercely, "Hmph! Just wait..." He began to tremble violently as a dark mist erupted from his forehead.
Qing An rolled his eyes and blinked a few times before finally revealing his long-lost pupils. He stared blankly at the solemn Li Xiaonan beside him. For some reason, his heart skipped a beat. Suddenly gasping for air, he stood up but accidentally tripped over his own robe and fell back down onto the ground.
Li Xiaonan opened her eyes, sparkling and captivating. With a slight smile at the corners of her mouth, she said, "You're awake! Let's go quickly! Your master Grandmaster is probably in trouble too; we need to move fast!"
Li Xiaonan stood up and brushed off the dust from her rear. Seeing Qing An still sitting on the ground, she reached out her hand.
Qing An's face flushed bright red, and he quickly lowered his head, his pale hand trembling slightly as it reached for Li Xiaonan. She chuckled softly, grasped his hand, and pulled him up.
The two of them followed a Lotus Path to find Huinian. Qing An was momentarily stunned but soon realized that his master had also fallen into the illusion he had experienced earlier. He nodded at Li Xiaonan and began to chant the Six-Character Great Bright Mantra.
After reciting it nearly dozens of times, Huinian still sat on the ground with a dazed expression, his face frozen in a comical look. Qing An and Li Xiaonan exchanged glances, both unconsciously frowning. Li Xiaonan patted Qing An's shoulder and said, "Let me give it a try!"
Qing An nodded and shifted to make room for Li Xiaonan. He then turned his face away, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, thinking to himself: This Little North is so careless; it's all exposed... Ah, no, I mean everything is exposed.
Li Xiaonan was naturally unaware of Qing An's change. The Six-Character Great Bright Mantra flowed from her lips. Sure enough, after just three recitations, Huinian's body began to tremble restlessly, his expression filled with rage as a wisp of black smoke drifted from his forehead.
Li Xiaonan let out a sigh of relief and patted the now-awakened Huinian without explaining further, immediately running down the last Lotus Path.
"Uh... Little North... you..." Li Xiaonan's sudden stop caused Qing An and Huinian to bump into each other. Qing An stumbled onto Li Xiaonan's back, a faint blush creeping back onto his thin cheeks.
Huinian looked toward the end of the Lotus Path and shouted, "Ah! Master!"
Li Xiaonan stared at the swirling black mist before her, feeling as if her eyes might pop out. Indeed, the higher one's cultivation, the deeper one could fall into madness; this black fog was none other than Heart's Desire.
Huinian was about to rush forward to grab Heart's Desire but was stopped by Li Xiaonan. "It's useless; right now he is filled with evil energy. If you go over there, you'll only get infected too. The only way is to chant the Sutra together and see if we can bring Master back!"
Huinian nodded and sat down first. The three of them surrounded Heart's Desire. A sinister face emerged from the shadows, grinning wickedly as it cackled, "Haha! It's too late! You bald donkeys have kept me locked here for ten thousand years, but now I can finally take a body and get out! Hahaha!"
Li Xiaonan couldn't help but frown. As the saying goes, one thought can lead to enlightenment or madness. She recalled everything she had seen up to this point and the words spoken in that illusion; how it all revealed Buddha Nature in every aspect. What a pity it was just a matter of one thought... If it weren't for another soul still residing within me, I would have likely been completely defeated by now; perhaps I would have been the first to be possessed.
Li Xiaonan shook his head and chanted, "Om Mani Padme Hum..." Beside him, Qing An and Hui Nian joined in to empower him with Buddhist energy.
Heart's Desire shouted angrily, "Ah! Mind your own business or die!" From the swirling black mist, two jagged skeletal claws suddenly lunged out. Hui Nian leaped up and exclaimed, "Qing An, protect Little North! You monster! Return my master!" With that, she charged forward wielding her staff, clashing it against the skeletal claws, producing a metallic roar.
Li Xiaonan frowned; it seemed the power of the Six-Character Great Bright Mantra was still insufficient. Among the Sutras, the Shurangama Mantra was the king of spells, a classic feared most by evil spirits. The Shurangama Mantra represented the light of the Buddha, signifying the power of spells that could dispel all darkness, subdue all demons, and achieve all merits—it was undoubtedly a treasure for vanquishing demons.
Moreover, the Shurangama Mantra was also the longest among spells, totaling two thousand six hundred twenty-two characters. Thus, the lazy Li Xiaonan had never memorized it; he had only read it thoroughly.
At this moment, he had calculated countless times and realized he had no choice but to make a desperate attempt. He murmured in his heart: Buddha! For Grandma's sake, let me recite it flawlessly!
His expression turned cold, seriousness mingling with a hint of murderous intent. "Namo Sata. Sugadoye. Aloha De. Samyaksambodhi... write..."
As the Shurangama Mantra resonated, the black energy surrounding Heart's Desire began to churn violently like boiling water bubbling up. His expression grew increasingly ferocious as he roared, "Ah! I will kill you! You! You..." The thunderous roar echoed through the desolate white space, becoming a series of reverberations.
Li Xiaonan rolled his eyes at Heart's Desire, disdain evident on his face. If it weren't for the need to recite the scripture without any mistakes at that moment, he would have long since asked his chemistry teacher for calcium oxide.
Sweat beads formed on Li Xiaonan's forehead as his anxiety intensified. His hands formed a mudra and swiftly transformed into a flower-picking gesture as he uttered the last three words of the Shurangama Mantra: "Saha!" Ha! It worked! Buddha bless me; may Grandma's spirit bless me—your grandson has a good memory! Finally recited this lengthy classic; I wonder what effect it will have? He glanced at Heart's Desire hovering in midair.
He saw black energy continuously dispersing from Heart's Desire's body while black blood slowly oozed from his seven orifices. His once handsome face became increasingly grotesque as he screamed madly, "You destroyed my foundation built over ten thousand years; I will kill you! Kill you!" The skeletal claws seized the staff and threw Hui Nian away like a hundred meters.
Li Xiaonan thought to himself: Damn! Is this a cheat? Why is it suddenly so powerful? This is a death sentence! It's coming! It's coming! Little Jin! Little Jin! Oh no! This is bad... I'm doomed!
The jagged skeletal claw drew closer to Li Xiaonan until it was merely a meter away. His face twitched as he quietly listened to his heartbeat, feeling as if his heart would be snatched out by those claws at any moment.
"Poof!" Bright red blood spurted from his mouth onto the pure white ground, instantly forming splotches that contrasted sharply—blinding white against shocking red—each stark difference continuously stimulating Li Xiaonan's nerves.
"Qing An!" The frail body fell slowly into Li Xiaonan's embrace like an autumn leaf drifting down. Blood poured from Qing An’s mouth onto Li Xiaonan’s red dress, staining the colorful phoenix and auspicious clouds on his chest with an eerie red hue.
“Xiao Bei… Miss, as long as you’re fine…” Qing An smiled faintly before his head tilted to the side and he fell unconscious.
Li Xiaonan looked at the large gash on Qing An's abdomen, the dirty organs inside clearly visible, with a portion of intestine protruding. He felt as if his heart had been kicked by something, a sensation he had never experienced before rippling from his core, like cherry blossoms gently falling into a lake with the evening breeze, creating faint ripples.
Why? Why did you save me? I haven’t treated you well! Why exchange a life for a life? I’m fine, but you are dying, Qing An. Why… please wake up and tell me! Why… there’s a painful feeling in my heart… even breathing has become suffocating and difficult.
He touched his own face and looked again at his slender fingers, which were stained with something—he couldn’t tell if it was tears or blood.
“Hahaha! You deserve to die! You’re next! This is the price for meddling!” Heart's Desire’s dark aura faded, but his presence grew stronger, like a dying person experiencing a final burst of life.
Li Xiaonan gently laid down Qing An. Though he was unconscious, his expression remained peaceful, a faint smile lingering on his lips.
In contrast, Li Xiaonan's face turned ashen, his eyes hollow. Memories of past loves flashed through his mind—both from Earth and the Starry Illusion Continent—each person who had treated him well appeared vividly in his thoughts, joyfully bouncing around, including the recently departed Qing An.
“So that’s it! So that’s it! The fusion of yin and yang creates harmony… Hehehe! Hahahaha! Harmony Technique, you pervert!” Li Xiaonan lowered his head and began to laugh quietly. As his laughter grew more unrestrained, his aura expanded outward. His eyes sparkled like vast stars, the turmoil in his chest gradually calming. The red dress he wore tore apart inch by inch, revealing strong and well-defined muscles.
Heart's Desire frowned in terror and stammered, “You… you…”
Hui Nian rushed back with her staff from a hundred meters away. Seeing her beloved disciple lying in a pool of blood, lifeless and uncertain of fate, and witnessing Li Xiaonan transform into a true man before her eyes shattered her worldview completely. She murmured, “Little North…”
Li Xiaonan shot Hui Nian a cold glance. The charm he once possessed remained but had transformed into an overwhelming masculinity. “Sister? Please! I’m a man! My name is Li Xiaonan!” With that, he flicked his wrist, the Heavenly Opening Axe now firmly in his grasp as he pointed it coldly at Heart's Desire. “Qing An’s life will be paid with yours!”
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