Listening to Jiang Fan’s sorrowful words, Little Qilin’s black and white eyes were filled with tears.
He rubbed his eyes, speaking with a thick nasal tone: "I don’t want my master to die."
Jiang Fan looked at it, wanting to cry but not daring to, his heart filled with guilt.
His emotions had already impacted Little Qilin.
In the future, they would also affect Yun Shang and the others.
Since destiny was already decreed, why wallow in self-pity and let those around suffer together?
What is meant to come will come, and will not be delayed by our fear and despair.
Why not, in the final moments, leave a few beautiful sunsets and gentle spring breezes for them?
He gradually swept away his melancholy, wiped the moisture from Little Qilin’s eyes, and smiled: "Fool, your master isn’t dead yet."
"Heavenly Mechanism Elder says, seize the moment for joy."
"Bodhisattva says, to give life weight."
"Six-Path Masters say, do meaningful things."
"As for me, I say: To hear the Way in the morning, one could die that evening."
"If one can accomplish everything desired before dying, there’s nothing regrettable about death."
"So..."
Standing up, he wore a genuine smile once again:
"From now on, I will do what I wish to do."
"Guard the homeland that nurtured my growth."
"Love those who once loved me deeply."
"See the world I long to see."
Little Qilin wiped his tears, nodded emphatically:
"I will accompany the master!"
Clap clap clap clap——
Suddenly, the sound of applause rang out.
Above them, the space distorted, and a pair of young boy and girl emerged.
The girl wore a long red skirt, with the breeze gently swaying her hair and skirt.
Her skin was very pale, her appearance beautiful, with perfectly sculpted features.
Yet she appeared a bit frail and sickly, leaning lightly on the boy next to her.
The boy had red lips, white teeth, wore a Jade Crown, with cascading long hair, strikingly handsome.
The boy clapped and laughed: "To hear the Way in the morning, one could die that evening."
"No wonder the Bodhisattva wanted to guide you into Buddhism."
"It seems my initial judgment wasn’t wrong."
Jiang Fan paused for a moment before recognizing them, almost dropping his jaw in shock: "Dharma Seal Vajra?"
The young monk smiled lightly, ushering the girl down, saying:
"Brother Jiang, it’s been too long."
Jiang Fan could hardly trust his eyes.
Unexpectedly standing before him was that immensely devout young monk?
After a while, he regained composure, saying: "Did you really leave the monastery?"
Dharma Seal Vajra laughed, holding the girl’s hand beside him, saying: "Leaving the monastery, is there anything fake about that?"
Jiang Fan felt an unreal sensation.
For someone like Dharma Seal Vajra, who was wholeheartedly devoted to Buddhism, to leave the monastic life for a woman?
He couldn’t help but look at the girl in the red skirt beside him.
Her beauty was indeed stunning, giving a sense of awe.
But it shouldn’t warrant a Vajra, who had practiced Buddhist Law for eighteen years, suddenly abandoning monastic life.
Could it be this female Asura used some Secret Technique to cloud Dharma Seal Vajra’s Buddha heart?
He couldn’t help but ask: "Dharma Seal, is this the Asura Remnant Soul you encountered in the Heavenly Realm?"
Dharma Seal Vajra nodded: "Her name is Yuwei, and she has already reshaped her body."
Jiang Fan frowned.
Reshaped her body, what does that mean?
Shouldn’t it be Possession?