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Li Xiaonan looked at Chen Yaojin, who was glowing with a faint golden light, and laughed, "Little Jin, you don't look like a ghost anymore; you look more like a monk now."
Chen Yaojin's complexion was rosy. Although he still had thick eyebrows and small eyes, his face appeared very gentle under the golden glow.
He chuckled twice before entering the Seven-Level Pagoda. Using both hands and mouth, a beam of Azure Light fell upon the fifty thousand demons, and in an instant, they seemed to be injected with adrenaline, crazily starting to fight among themselves.
Various forms of grappling, twisting, pulling, and tearing ensued—more terrifying than a catfight. Some were pulling hair, others were picking noses, and there were even some crude antics...
Li Xiaonan shook his head helplessly, suddenly feeling as if snowflakes were swirling around him. He quickly steadied himself by holding onto the ground, struggling to regain his balance. After a few breaths, his vision finally cleared.
Three hours later, only over three thousand low-level Little Demons remained from the original fifty thousand, but they were all above Six-Winged demons, with even one Ten-Winged Demon among them—essentially a sixteen-to-one consumption upgrade.
"Little Jin, hurry! Convert them all at once!" Li Xiaonan formed hand seals with both hands as twelve hundred Buddha's Envoys descended upon the demons. With palms joined together and chanting sutras, circles of golden light pressed downwards, immediately filling the air with cries for help.
Li Xiaonan licked his already cracked and bleeding lips. As he continuously changed his hand seals, a beam of golden light descended from above, piercing through the roof of the Hall of the Bodhisattva and directly landing on the Seven-Level Pagoda.
The Seven-Level Pagoda emitted a soft Buddhist light. Inside it were a total of three thousand six hundred Buddha's Envoys, each donning yellow robes and sitting cross-legged in meditation while continuously chanting sutras. Waves of Buddhist power surged into the tower.
Li Xiaonan exchanged glances with Chen Yaojin and nodded. One wielded a fan while the other held an axe; they struck simultaneously against the tower's body. Instantly, the heavens trembled as all the Buddha's Envoys inside chanted a Buddhist mantra together. A gentle beam of golden light absorbed their attacks before vanishing in an instant.
Li Xiaonan gaped in astonishment, looking as if he could swallow an egg whole.
This defensive power was terrifying... The previous Seven-Level Pagoda could withstand such attacks but never so effortlessly. Goodness gracious, doesn’t this mean I have an extra turtle shell now? Incredible—truly incredible...
"Qing An! What just happened?" Heart's Desire and Hui Nian both felt an overwhelming surge of Buddhist power and rushed out from their respective rooms.
Qing An was holding a plate of cold vegetarian dishes; this was already his ninety-ninth trip bringing food over. Unfortunately, Li Xiaonan had been in seclusion in the Hall of the Bodhisattva all this time. He didn’t dare to disturb him but worried that Li Xiaonan would be hungry when he emerged. So every mealtime he would come over without fail, standing there for an entire hour each time.
He felt the enormous commotion inside the house just moments ago, but he couldn't spare a thought for it; his heart was filled with an emotion called "worry."
Furrowing his brow, he turned to his master, Grandmaster, and bowed slightly, saying, "Li Master has been inside for thirty-three days. I’m worried..."
Hui Nian made a face of disbelief. My dear disciple, what on earth has gotten into you? Can’t you feel that immense Buddhist power?
Heart's Desire, however, smiled broadly. "Li Xiao Brother has come out."
Qing An felt a sudden tightness in his chest, causing the tray in his hands to slip. "Clatter!" The porcelain bowls and vegetarian dishes shattered all over the floor. He glanced at Li Xiaonan in a panic, his heart inexplicably tugged at.
How could he… have changed like this…
Li Xiaonan's face was pale, with dark circles under his bright eyes. His once alluring lips were now cracked and bleeding, scabbing over. He stood in the room, frowning.
What is Qing An doing? Such delicious food! It looks so appetizing; I can almost taste it! Wait? Why do I feel this way? This is strange! It defies all scientific logic; I am a Cultivator! How long have I been in seclusion? Why is the sunlight outside so blinding? So glaring… I feel so dizzy…
As Li Xiaonan stepped over the threshold, he tripped and stumbled forward…
Oh no… here I come, Earth…
What greeted him was an embrace scented with faint sandalwood. Li Xiaonan opened his eyes to see his long eyelashes fluttering as his head awkwardly rested against Qing An's abdomen.
This… this position… is quite outrageous… but the sandalwood scent is really pleasant…
Then everything went black as he lost consciousness.
Chen Yaojin was about to follow Li Xiaonan outside when the Big Brother Phone in the Heavenly Jade Ring lit up. "Sister-in-law? Yes, we're in Han Jade City! Huh? The boss… he… beast! Let go of my boss!"
Chen Yaojin tossed the Big Brother Phone into the Heavenly Jade Ring as Ling Kui on the other end kept shouting, "Hello? Hello?"
“What's wrong, Sister Ling Kui?” Yun Moyu asked hurriedly as he noticed Ling Kui's furrowed brows and anxious expression.
“Xiao Nan and Little Jin are in Han Jade City, and it seems something has happened. We need to hurry and bring Xiao Nan back. If we wait a few more days, he might not get to see his grandfather one last time... Let's go!” Ling Kui tightened her grip on the Big Brother Phone, summoned Nine Phoenix, and flew towards Han Jade City.
At that moment, Li Xiaonan was quietly lying in bed. Heart's Desire shook his head, “His body is too weak. If this continues... it’s very dangerous…”
Amitabha! A monk does not speak falsehoods, but Buddha, please forgive your disciple! Everything is for the future of Buddhism!
Qing An frowned tightly, pacing back and forth in the room. He angrily said for the first time, “He is being too irresponsible! A cultivator's metabolism is slower than that of ordinary people. While an ordinary person can recover their blood volume in a month, he needs at least three months or even half a year. He hasn’t eaten anything for so many days and is relying solely on the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth to keep his body functioning. How can he recover like this?”
Chen Yaojin squatted by Li Xiaonan's bedside, looking sorrowful. “It’s all my fault; I didn’t notice the boss’s condition…” He murmured to himself: Chen Yaojin! Chen Yaojin! Aren't you usually quite clever? Why are you so foolish this time? If anything happens to the boss, you might as well just end it all! Use Swallowing Heaven Avenue and consume yourself!
Qing An shook his head. “If anyone should be blamed, it should be me! Grandmaster, is there any way to help him recover faster?”
If Li Xiaonan had heard these words, he would have cried out in injustice; how could he know that a cultivator's body had such a troublesome setting…
However, upon reflection, it made sense. If Li Xiaonan were an MT in an online game, True Essence Power would be his Spiritual Energy—fully charged—while his own blood volume was down to five percent. He wanted to convert Spiritual Energy into blood, but he wasn’t a healer and naturally lacked such skills.
His self-recovery was slower than that of ordinary professions. Without taking pills or eating food, after a month his blood volume would only recover to ten percent. But this did not affect his abnormally high defense.
Heart's Desire looked at Qing An and then smiled. “Qing An, you’ve been in Han Jade City long enough; it’s time for you to go out and experience the world. If you don’t understand human suffering, how can you talk about becoming a Buddha? I think once Li Xiao Brother’s health improves, you should accompany him!”
Qing An was taken aback and didn’t have time to respond.
Heart's Desire continued, “Alright, there is a method. Since your blood is of the same kind as Li Xiao Brother’s, just transfer some of your blood to him. Afterward, you can recover yourself with the blooming lotus.”
Qing An raised his eyebrows slightly, joy flashing in his eyes. “What Grandmaster says makes perfect sense!” He picked up a shiny silver knife and walked towards the bedside.
“Ding!” The blade glinted.
"Well..." Qing An furrowed his brow once again, his expressions over the past month more varied than in the previous ten years.
Chen Yaojin suddenly appeared beside him, whispering, "I have a way to break the boss's defense, just wait for me!" In the blink of an eye, he vanished like a wisp of smoke.
Both Qing An and Heart's Desire felt a strange sensation; how did this ghost suddenly seem so likable?
After a short while, Chen Yaojin returned, his face flushed as he handed a packet of powder to Qing An. "Give this to the boss; it should break his golden body defense..."
"What is this?" Qing An asked curiously.
Chen Yaojin scratched his head, his face growing even redder and glossier, clearly having secretly taken some kind of oral solution. "This is... an aphrodisiac... The boss... can only get it up with a woman... otherwise, with the boss's physique, he might hurt the girl..."
Qing An's face also turned red, his heart racing for a moment before he felt a wave of faint weakness wash over him.
"I'll step out for now; I'll leave the boss to you..."
It must be said that Chen Yaojin had made the right bet. After Qing An administered the powder to Li Xiaonan, it didn't take long for Li Xiaonan's complexion to flush, his body heating up as he gasped for breath.
Qing An bit his lip and pinched Li Xiaonan's arm, feeling that it was time to act. He took out another dagger and aimed for Li Xiaonan's wrist.
Half-conscious, Li Xiaonan began to dream again... colorful belly bands swayed in front of him, and he laughed heartily as he turned to grab at a light green one.
As Qing An brought down the knife, Li Xiaonan happened to roll over. Sighing, Qing An held the small knife and lifted the hem of his clothes, slowly climbing onto the bed. Just as he reached the other side and was about to strike, Li Xiaonan rolled over again...
For half an hour, Qing An repeatedly tried to make his move while Li Xiaonan seemed to deliberately oppose him, tossing and turning in his dreams as he frolicked with girls.
You! You! Don't think you can escape!
The poor monk couldn't utter a single curse.
A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Qing An's eyes as she straddled Li Xiaonan's abdomen, pinning his hands down with her knees, forcing him to lie flat in a spread-eagle position.
She murmured, "Let’s see you run again!" Gripping Li Xiaonan's right hand, their fingers intertwined tightly, she pressed their wrists together and drew a knife across their joined wrists.
Qing An felt the warm blood flow from her body into Li Xiaonan's, and she immediately sighed in relief. Her grip loosened, causing the knife to fall to the ground. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, a slight smile curling at the corners of her mouth, looking quite clean and attractive.
After a short while, Qing An felt parched and dizzy, the beams of the room spinning around her.
So this is how you felt back then. Thank you for saving me. I won’t be willful anymore; I will live well, follow you, and protect you, no matter… whether you are…
With her mind finally at ease, Qing An slowly leaned into Li Xiaonan's embrace.
"Sisters, the boss is inside."
The door creaked open, and Chen Yaojin looked at Ling Kui and the others but smiled brightly at those inside the room. "Qing An, did you get it done? The sisters are here to find the boss; hurry up!"
The eyes of the women widened in shock!
The door faced the bed directly, where two men lay intertwined, their fingers firmly locked together. Among them was their longed-for husband Li Xiaonan, tilting his head with a faint… smirk on his face.
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