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Li Xiaonan turned her gaze in the direction of the sound and saw a figure lying on the sandy ground not far away. To be precise, it was a demon.
Blood was flowing from its back, and it should have been a Two-Winged Imp, but one of its wings had been brutally severed, leaving the remaining wing drooping pitifully.
"Um..." The Little Demon stirred, poking its head out from beneath a wide black robe.
Li Xiaonan couldn't help but be startled; it was a girl!
In the demon realm, females were exceedingly rare, making up less than one percent of the population. Throughout her journey, Li Xiaonan had encountered nearly a hundred demons, all of them male.
The primary reason for the scarcity of female demons was the unique method of reproduction among demons and the inherent disadvantages faced by female demons.
In terms of strength, female demons were far inferior to their male counterparts.
Demons typically reproduced through division, which meant that it was uncommon for a demon to give birth to a female during this process.
Most of the few female demons in the entire demon realm came from a second method of reproduction known as the Blood Pool.
No one knew the origins of the Blood Pool; every day and every hour, new demons would crawl out from it.
Without memories from previous lives or any cultivation inheritance, these types of demons often became nutrients for others before they even had a chance to truly see the world.
The girl before Li Xiaonan belonged to this latter category.
She appeared to be only eleven or twelve years old, with a delicate oval face and large eyes that radiated Spiritual Energy.
Those eyes were beautiful; unlike ordinary demons that had silver eyes, hers were glossy black like a Black Pearl.
However, they were clouded with mist, glistening with tears that hinted at some pain.
The girl lifted her head to glance at Li Xiaonan, her slightly furrowed brows carrying a hint of the heroism typically found in males.
She struggled to get up, her small figure swaying unsteadily, blood splattering onto the yellow sand, creating a patchy scene that tugged at the heartstrings.
Li Xiaonan furrowed his brows, unable to suppress his compassion, and lowered his hands that had just come together in prayer.
"To the person ahead, if you don't want to die, hurry and leave this place!" Little Witch cast a hurried glance back at Blood Sun and suddenly spoke.
Her voice was soft and melodious, yet her tone was as strong and unyielding as a man's.
Li Xiaonan was taken aback and followed her gaze. On the bright red Blood Sun, there was a small black dot. With his keen eyesight, he quickly discerned that it was a Six-Winged demon.
Is this little girl fleeing?
She even urged me to leave quickly. It seems there are kind-hearted individuals among the demon race; humanity has not completely perished.
Perhaps I should step in to save her. Planting good seeds will yield good fruits; it would be a way to repay her kind warning.
"Hey, a Cultivator? Haha, what luck today! Little girl, don’t struggle anymore. Come on, let me give you a smile. Hurry into my bowl! No! Quickly into my belly!" The Six-Winged flapped its fleshy wings and landed in front of the two, teasingly.
Hearing the Six-Winged's words, Li Xiaonan couldn't help but feel an urge to retort but didn't know where to start.
He sighed helplessly, brought his hands together again, and silently recited a Sutra with moving lips.
Golden runes, invisible to the demon race's mortals, slowly floated toward the Six-Winged.
The Six-Winged was happily closing in on Little Witch, its crimson tongue flicking over its lips, eyes filled with greedy desire.
Little Witch stared intently at the Six-Winged without fear; all she had was defiance mixed with a hint of reluctant sorrow.
Born in the Blood Pool without memories of a past life, she unexpectedly remembered one phrase.
She knew someone was waiting for her. Although she didn’t know who this person was or what connection they had, she simply wanted to find him.
"Ah!" The Six-Winged suddenly clutched its head and let out a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered, startling the Little Witch.
She turned to look at Li Xiaonan, who had a gentle expression, radiating a warm golden light.
At that moment, Li Xiaonan's gaze fell upon the Little Witch as well. Their eyes met, and Li Xiaonan found himself momentarily stunned.
Strange, why is she not afraid of me at all?
Buddhism and demons are fundamentally opposed, yet she seems completely unaffected by my golden light. Why is that?
As Li Xiaonan uttered the last word, the unfortunate Six-Winged transformed into a beam of golden light that entered the crimson dot on Li Xiaonan's forehead.
The Little Witch finally realized that Li Xiaonan was not an ordinary person but a legendary figure known for capturing demons, the greatest enemy of the demon race.
When she saw Li Xiaonan approaching her, she felt her heart drop to the pit of her stomach before she could even savor the joy of escaping death.
She slowly closed her eyes, unwilling to look any longer. She didn't want to die, but would resisting even help?
The Little Witch's long eyelashes fluttered as she thought: If he could easily handle the Six-Winged's power, what chance do I have with just one wing?
However, Li Xiaonan had no intention of converting her. He crouched down to examine the serious wound on her back and frowned. He was about to use his Buddhist healing technique when he realized that using Buddhism on a demon would likely only hasten her demise.
If he left her be, she would eventually be taken away and devoured by demons. With this thought in mind, Li Xiaonan felt a twinge of compassion.
"Sigh..." he sighed lightly and picked up the girl in his arms. Her petite frame felt as light as a bundle of cotton; he could hardly feel her presence.
The Little Witch was startled and opened her eyes wide, resembling two copper bells. "You... you won't kill me?"
Li Xiaonan replied calmly, "Those who follow Buddhism are compassionate and do not take lives. You still possess your humanity, so I will not convert you."
The Little Witch nodded slightly in understanding and leaned gently against him. Sniffling, she said, "My name is Hong Lian. What about you?"
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly. He remembered his name was Nameless, but for some reason, he did not want to acknowledge it.
After a moment of silence, he finally said, “Nameless…”
“Nameless, I’m hungry…” Hong Lian boldly spoke up when she sensed that Li Xiaonan didn’t seem to have any ill intentions.
Li Xiaonan was suddenly at a loss. Resources in the demon realm were extremely scarce; it seemed that aside from demons eating demons, there was nothing else to eat in this world.
Moreover, they were in a desolate area, with no village in sight and no shops around. Where could he possibly find something for this little girl to eat?
Seeing his predicament, Hong Lian said, “Then just put me down!”
“Uh…” Li Xiaonan hesitated but eventually complied with her request. “What do you want to do, Miss?”
“Call me Hong Lian! Then I’ll tell you!” Hong Lian squinted and smiled, her two dimples at the corners of her mouth making her look particularly adorable.
“Hong… Lian…” Li Xiaonan awkwardly repeated the name.
Hong Lian laughed, “Find something to eat!”
With a black line appearing on his forehead, Li Xiaonan scratched his head. Here he was, a demon, being told by a little demon to find food. It was already a miracle that he wasn’t being eaten himself.
Hong Lian didn’t mind Li Xiaonan’s strange reaction. She sat cross-legged and pulled out an amber-colored bead from her black robe.
She took a deep breath and blew on the bead, which emitted a soft glow and slowly floated up, enveloping Hong Lian in its light.
The wounds on her back gradually healed, and the broken wing slowly stretched out and began to flap gently.
Li Xiaonan couldn’t help but frown. This bead looked somewhat like the one described in Buddhism as belonging to Shariputra.
No! It couldn’t be. How could Shariputra be in the hands of a demon girl? How could it be used by a little demon?
Shaking his head, Li Xiaonan continued to observe Hong Lian.
Holding the bead in both hands, Hong Lian murmured, “Bead, oh bead! Hong Lian is hungry; can you find me a one-winged Little Demon?”
The bead of amber emitted a glow once again, hovering in the air. Before long, a one-winged demon seemed to fly over as if possessed.
Hong Lian clapped her hands in delight and said, "You’re amazing, bead!" She reached out to catch the falling bead and carefully tucked it into her wide robe.
She wiped the golden drool from the corner of her mouth, grinning as she prepared to leap up, only to be pulled back by Li Xiaonan.
She frowned and asked, "Nameless, what are you doing?"
"You can't..." Li Xiaonan finally managed to utter three words after a long pause.
Hong Lian furrowed her brow and replied, "I’m a demon, not a Buddha. Demons live by the law of the jungle; what's wrong with that? Do Buddhist Disciples not eat?"
"We don’t kill; we only eat vegetables..." Li Xiaonan tugged at her sleeve.
"Plants have life too. Everything in heaven and earth is alive. They become plants or animals because of their own sins. If they are eaten, they can enter reincarnation sooner! Oh no! The Little Demon is escaping! Let go of me! Or I’ll bite you!"
Li Xiaonan scratched his head, muttering to himself: This sounds so familiar; I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.
He had once said this to Ling Kui, but now he couldn’t even remember Ling Kui, let alone this saying.
He shook his head and applied more force with his hand. "No! I can't let you fall deeper! Hong Lian, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha!"
"Fine! Then you solve my hunger problem first!"
Li Xiaonan looked up at her and said, "In ancient times, Buddha cut flesh to feed eagles; today, what’s wrong with me, Nameless, cutting flesh to feed Hong Lian?"
He suddenly drew the dagger from Hong Lian's waist and aimed it at his own arm.
Hong Lian gasped in shock and quickly stopped him. "No! No! I won’t eat anymore!"
She sighed and plopped down on the ground, muttering to herself, "Why am I so unlucky..."
Li Xiaonan smiled lightly, rolled up his sleeve without hesitation, and slashed his wrist. Red blood flowed down as he said, "Hurry up and drink! Don’t waste it."
"You! You!" Hong Lian extended a delicate finger, trembling as she pointed at Li Xiaonan, so furious that she couldn't find her words.
Li Xiaonan smiled and said, "I'm glad you can put down your weapon for me, so go ahead and drink!"
"Idiot!" Hong Lian scolded, grabbing Li Xiaonan's arm and eagerly sucking the blood, making slurping sounds.
Li Xiaonan watched her infatuated expression and couldn't help but squint and smile, "Easy now, don't bite me too hard, it hurts a bit..."
"Burp..." Hong Lian released him, letting out a satisfied belch before retorting, "I'll bite you! I still want to eat you!"
Li Xiaonan chuckled shyly, "Go ahead!"
Hong Lian shot him an angry glare and took out an amber-colored bead again, saying, "Bead! Help me out here!"
The Amber Pearl trembled lightly as a golden light fell onto Li Xiaonan's injured arm.
Li Xiaonan felt a jolt as a tingling sensation spread throughout his body. The slightly pale wound healed at a visible speed, and his entire arm began to emit a faint golden glow.
This... is this the light of Buddha? Could it be... is this really Shariputra?
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