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The Demon Emperor stood frozen in place, his raised hand unsure of where to go. He glanced at the little girl by his waist, furrowing his brow.
Who is this girl? What is with that blissful smile on her face?
In all his memories of the Demon Realm, he had no recollection of such a girl. Even the other old ghosts who had completely merged with his body did not have such a companion.
Moreover...
The Demon Emperor sniffed the air. Buddhist energy?
Is this little girl a Buddhist cultivator? No, although she lacks demon wings, she certainly has the bloodline of a demon.
He couldn't help but turn his gaze toward Li Xiaonan, only to find the latter standing there in a daze.
Strange, why isn't this guy making a move upon seeing me? It seems he doesn't recognize me at all.
Hong Lian smiled as she left the embrace of the Demon Emperor and said, "Hong Lian has come to find you. What is your name?"
The Demon Emperor was taken aback; this girl didn’t know who he was and still rushed into his arms?
Seeing the confusion on his face, Hong Lian explained, "I remember what you said to me when I was born from the Blood Pool, so I came to find you. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
"Little girl, how do you know it's me?" The Demon Emperor withdrew his hand and placed it behind his back, quietly forming hand seals while his gaze instinctively shifted from Hong Lian to Li Xiaonan's face as he asked.
In his heart, he kept thinking: No matter what! I must seriously injure this guy! Otherwise, it would be a disservice to my body!
Hong Lian once again leaped into his arms, giggling, "You smell like him, so I know it's you!"
As she spoke, she rubbed against him.
Li Xiaonan watched the affectionate scene between the two, his brows furrowing even tighter. He cleared his throat and said, "Hong Lian, I'm leaving now. I wish... I wish you... both happiness..."
With that, he turned to leave.
Seeing him about to depart, the Demon Emperor was unwilling to let him go so easily and exclaimed, "Wait!"
Li Xiaonan paused in surprise and turned back. "What do you want?"
The Demon Emperor raised an eyebrow and thought to himself: Has this kid really forgotten me? Could he have amnesia? Let me ask him.
"Thank you for bringing Hong Lian here. May I ask your name, young brother?"
"Nameless."
The Demon Emperor raised his eyebrow again and asked, "Do you know someone named Li Xiaonan?"
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly; the name sounded very familiar, but he still shook his head.
Haha! This kid really remembers nothing! Strange that he has a hint of Buddhist light about him. Has he also turned to Buddhism?
Hong Lian turned and leaped back into Li Xiaonan's embrace, quietly placing Shariputra into his hand. "Fool, don't give your flesh and blood to other demons! It's not tasty at all! Let's go!"
Li Xiaonan stared blankly at Hong Lian, seeing her radiant smile. It was beautiful, yet it made his heart ache.
Hong Lian waved at him with a smile and turned to grab the Demon Emperor's hand, running down the empty street.
Li Xiaonan and the Demon Emperor were both caught off guard.
What Hong Lian didn't realize was that her actions had temporarily turned Li Xiaonan's peril into safety.
Li Xiaonan looked at Shariputra in his hand, forcing a bitter smile as he walked toward the city outskirts.
He glanced up at the sky and suddenly felt weary.
Should he go back? Or should he not disturb Hong Lian?
He had an idea—he would go meditate underground! That place should be undisturbed.
He chuckled softly to himself, gripping Shariputra tightly as he made his way underground.
The next moment, the Demon Emperor teleported out. He looked around but found no trace of Li Xiaonan. Regret filled his heart as he vowed that the next time he saw Li Xiaonan, he would completely ruin him!
Meanwhile, Li Xiaonan had already begun to meditate with the Buddhist essence of Shariputra.
The Buddha Infant in his Dantian slowly opened its eyes, its gaze somewhat vacant.
Li Xiaonan's consciousness had already drifted to another realm. Before him stood a door, a security door!
Behind this door lay the Buddhist Sacred Ground he had once visited.
He gently pushed the door open, and blinding white light engulfed him.
As he looked around, he noticed the space was small, resembling a circular egg, with an old monk sitting in the center.
The monk slowly opened his eyes, his withered face radiating a vibrant glow as he gazed at Li Xiaonan.
"Is it really you? I thought it would be your brother..." The old monk chuckled and shook his head.
Li Xiaonan furrowed his brows slightly, unsure of where he was but feeling an overwhelming sense of familiarity.
He pressed his palms together in greeting and said, "Nameless pays respects to the senior."
"Hmm? You remember your name is Nameless? Seven-Level Pagoda, Shariputra, Treasure-Spawn Robe! Hahaha! Everything has its destined order; you possess three of the four treasures of Buddhism! Good, very good! A new Buddhist Realm has been born. Go forth! Become the ruler of a realm!"
Li Xiaonan's frown deepened, filled with too many questions. He sat cross-legged and looked up at the old monk. "Senior, where is this? Who am I?"
"This is the Original Buddha Realm. You will be the Buddha of the New Buddha Realm."
"And what are the four treasures of Buddhism you mentioned?"
"The Seven-Level Pagoda, Buddha Shariputra, Treasure-Spawn Robe, and Serenity; these are the four treasures of Buddhism. Unfortunately, Serenity was lost during the Celestial Buddha War. Over the years, I have speculated that if we can reunite all four treasures, we may reclaim the Inner Demon we once cast out."
"An external Inner Demon? What is that? Is it related to the Demon Realm?" Li Xiaonan immediately thought of Hong Lian's words and couldn't help but ask.
The old monk nodded and said, "We did not heed your warnings back then, which led to today's mistakes. Although we later established the Underworld to suppress the Demon Realm and atone for our errors, the demon race remains trapped in a cycle of reincarnation, unable to break free. This pitiful race was born from our actions..."
"Isn't there a way to redeem them?"
The old monk shook his head and replied, "In our eagerness for quick results, we exiled our own Inner Demon to enhance our Buddhist 'nature' as swiftly as possible. To prevent them from causing harm, we opened a realm to imprison them. However, for reasons unknown, the Inner Demon of the high monks merged into a single great demon. Our actions were akin to opening a door; since then, All Things Grow has given rise to evil thoughts, and the Demon Realm has birthed another life."
Li Xiaonan finally understood; it turned out that the Demon Realm could be said to have been created by Buddhism. In an attempt to confine their Inner Demon, they had inadvertently unleashed chaos that spiraled out of control.
The old monk continued, "During the great war between Buddhism and Taoism, you had already ascended and left, so there are things you do not know. We were defeated swiftly; while we lost our Inner Demon, our Buddhist 'nature' was indeed enhanced. However, in another sense, we became incomplete. Unable to overcome our own Inner Demon, we could no longer advance in our mental state."
"What happened afterward? Why has the Buddhist Realm become like this? What is the situation with the New Buddha Realm?"
The old monk smiled and said, "You are still as impatient as before. After realizing our mistakes, we sought ways to make amends. We reshaped the Buddhist Realm into a new realm called Underworld, allowing All Things Grow to enter reincarnation and continue endlessly while also suppressing the existence of the Underworld."
With a sigh, the old monk added, "Then Dustless Buddha led us into the Demon Realm, hoping to eliminate his own karmic obstacles through self-detonation. Unfortunately, by that time, the demons were no longer our Inner Demon. Even if we self-destructed one by one, the demons remained... The Demon Realm persisted... The desire for Underworld had matured, with Ksitigarbha overseeing it. Thus, we entered reincarnation. I stayed behind in the Original Buddha Realm to reveal this truth to the new Buddha. I had expected it would be Dustless Buddha, but instead it was you."
"I remember Dustless, and I also remember I am Nameless, but my other memories are quite hazy..." Li Xiaonan frowned.
"You and Dustless are brothers; both of you were outstanding figures of that generation, pursuing Supreme power. However, you chose different paths: you opted for Buddhism and Taoism Obedient Dragon II, leaving behind Buddhism. Your senior brother Dustless chose to eliminate his Inner Demon, but unexpectedly walked down an irreversible path."
Li Xiaonan fell silent as he pondered over the old monk's words when suddenly a flash of white light crossed his mind.
He exclaimed urgently, "Master, you said... you said I ascended and left? Then how... how am I here again?"
The old monk shook his head and said, "I do not know either. Back in the day, you and the Martial Soul were the only ones from that generation to break free from the constraints of the Celestial Realm and become a god. In fact, when I last saw you, I was quite shocked."
"Last time? When was that?" Li Xiaonan asked with a frown.
The old monk paused, contemplating the future of the Buddhist Realm, and then said, "Amitabha. May the Buddha restore the Buddhist Realm, find the Four Sacred Treasures, and redeem us for our sins."
With that, he entered meditation, leaving Li Xiaonan in a daze.
He couldn't help but sigh, closing his eyes as his consciousness returned to his body.
In the dark underground, Li Xiaonan's body radiated a soft golden light; unknowingly, he had already cultivated the Buddhist Golden Body.
Within his Dantian, the Buddha Infant bore a holy light, and a crimson mark appeared on its forehead, representing righteousness and the Mahayana aspect.
He slowly opened his eyes and gently touched the Seven-Level Pagoda at his waist. It felt empty; he thought to himself: it is time to reveal the sacred form of Buddhism once more!
With a slight movement of his fingers, he stored the Seven-Level Pagoda back into his Dantian.
He then looked at Shariputra in his hand and couldn't help but frown. The pure and lovely smile of Hong Lian flashed through his mind, her tightly closed eyes seeming to hide a sorrow deep within.
He murmured to himself, "I wonder how that girl is doing? Sigh... I should go see her one last time before leaving the Demon Realm."
Li Xiaonan's figure flickered as he returned to the Aries Gate. He cautiously spread out his consciousness in search of Hong Lian's presence.
In a corner of the garden bloomed a flower as red as blood. Its vibrant petals stretched out like threads—beautiful yet somewhat desolate, for this flower lacked green leaves to complement it. Li Xiaonan remembered its name—Lycoris.
A petite figure hid beneath a black robe, staring blankly at the flowers.
A silhouette slowly approached from behind, blocking the sunlight.
Hong Lian turned around and smiled, "Dustless, you’ve come out of seclusion?"
Li Xiaonan's pupils constricted sharply. This guy was also called Dustless. Could it be... could he be the Inner Demon that represented the many Buddhas exiled years ago?
Dustless nodded and gently patted Hong Lian's head. His gaze suddenly turned icy as he looked in Li Xiaonan's direction.
In the next moment, the Demon Emperor appeared right in front of Li Xiaonan.
He sneered, "I was just looking for you!" His wings behind him fluttered lightly, revealing thirty Flesh Wings that showcased his impressive cultivation at that moment.
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly and asked, "Are you the Demon Emperor?"
"You remember me? Very good!"
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