Chapter 641: White Initial Transformation

Indeed.

Haimi was also greatly surprised, and a fierce snowstorm instantly enveloped her. She shielded herself and Jiang Fan, and her phoenix eyes flashed, piercing the approaching figure.

That glance made her pupils constrict sharply!

Not far behind them, a young monk in a red kasaya robe appeared. He had red lips and white teeth, delicate features, and eyes that were solemn, pure, intelligent, and clear. Meeting his gaze inexplicably brought a sense of relaxation; it was as if all worries, anxieties, greed, anger, and delusion of this life vanished like smoke, leaving no trace in one's heart.

“No!” Haimi quickly snapped out of it, biting the tip of her tongue hard. The sharp pain jolted her awake, and she cried out, “Don't look into his eyes!”

Jiang Fan felt a slight chill. With his Nascent Soul level spiritual power, he wasn't significantly affected. However, his hostility towards the man had also faded. “Terrible Buddhist nature,” Jiang Fan thought, secretly astonished. “Just meeting his gaze suppressed my emotions.”

However, what surprised him even more was that the young monk was hovering in mid-air! Although he cultivated Buddhism, Jiang Fan had never heard of a Buddhist cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage being able to walk in the air. The young monk, not much older than Jiang Fan, was actually a high monk who had attained the Vajra Fruition! In Buddhist cultivation, the Vajra Fruition is comparable to the Nascent Soul realm.

Haimi, the Demon King, also sensed the formidable power of the young monk before her. She immediately put her palms together respectfully in a gesture of greeting, saying, “This junior is Haimi, the Demon King, serving under the Sky Demon Emperor. Greetings, Great Master.”

The young monk smiled faintly. “Then this humble monk has asked the right person. May I ask if the Demon Emperor's Court is in this direction?” Haimi quickly replied, “A thousand miles south from here is the Demon Emperor's Court.”

The young monk performed a palm-together salutation. “Thank you, benefactor.” He stepped forward, passing by them. As he was about to leave, he stopped and turned to ask, “May I ask one more question, have any of you heard of a human youth named Jiang Fan?”

All three of their hearts skipped a beat simultaneously. Jiang Fan? What could this high monk, who had attained the Vajra Fruition, want with Jiang Fan? Haimi was about to open her mouth and say no, but was startled to discover that she couldn't speak! What she thought in her mind couldn't be uttered if it didn't align with her spoken words. She secretly gasped. Was this a Buddhist divine ability? Just as the young monk's gaze turned towards them, beginning to grow suspicious, Jiang Fan put his palms together and said, “I haven't heard of him.”

The young monk nodded slightly. He returned the salutation, then turned and strode towards the Demon Emperor's Court.

At that moment, thousands of brilliant golden rays shot out from beneath the Silverwing Thunder-bird. Looking down, they saw an incredibly massive seven-petal lotus flower hovering and flying in the sky. On the lotus, dozens of monks were either sitting, lying, or standing. Their expressions were solemn and peaceful, and their eyes shone with wisdom. Their bodies were surrounded by various serene, faint Buddhist lights. It turned out, the young monk was not alone. He was followed closely by over a dozen other monks!

Suddenly, Ling Shu seemed to sense something and looked towards a blue-robed monk sitting cross-legged on the lotus seat, palms together, chanting with closed eyes. He was about twenty years old, with six fresh ordination scars on his scalp, still showing faint traces of blood. “Bai—” Ling Shu gasped, almost screaming. Fortunately, Jiang Fan quickly covered her mouth, signaling her not to make a sound. Jiang Fan looked gravely at the blue-robed monk. It was no one else but Bai Chu, who had left yesterday! Hadn't he left with the Northern Sea demon clan's visiting delegation? Why had he joined the Buddhist sect?

Suddenly, Jiang Fan recalled the White Horse Temple that Elder Six Paths had mentioned. They specialized in converting those with an affinity for Buddhism. Could it be... Bai Chu had been converted into the Buddhist sect by them? Thinking of this, cold sweat streamed down Jiang Fan's back. Bai Chu was a martial arts fanatic; how could he convert to Buddhism? Furthermore, Yu Qingxuan was accompanying him. She would never allow Bai Chu to change allegiance and join the Buddhist sect. There was only one possibility: Bai Chu had been forcibly converted.

Ling Shu's forehead broke out in cold sweat as she watched the six-petal golden lotus disappear at the horizon without blinking. Once Jiang Fan released her hand, she only then began to breathe lightly. As if realizing something, her expression changed, and she said, “Brother, they are going to the Demon Emperor's Court to find you. Is it to convert you?”

“Uh oh—” Jiang Fan's recently relaxed nerves instantly tensed. His expression turned grim. To be fair, it was indeed possible! The young monk had probably discovered Bai Chu's extraordinary talent and converted him. Then, through Bai Chu's words, he learned of a human, Jiang Fan, who was even more powerful than him. So he went straight to the Demon Emperor's Court to find him! Thinking of this, Jiang Fan's scalp tingled! Luckily, he had come out; otherwise, he would have been caught red-handed by that Vajra Fruition monk!

“Let's go, let's go, quickly!”

Seeing Jiang Fan's anxious look, Ling Shu, though also worried for Jiang Fan, couldn't help but laugh aloud: “Brother, you can be this anxious sometimes, too?” In her memory, Jiang Fan was always unhurried, with everything under control. It was the first time she had seen him like this.

Jiang Fan gave her an exasperated look: “You're still laughing? Believe it or not, I'll have Haimi silence you permanently!” She knew the secret between Jiang Fan and Haimi. Hearing this, Ling Shu covered her mouth and smiled charmingly, completely unafraid, saying, “If Brother truly wanted to kill me, he would have done it just now.” As the saying goes, a gentleman is cautious when alone. A person's character is often most revealed when they are alone. In that situation just now, Jiang Fan held her life in his hands and didn't need to feign anything for anyone to see. Yet, he couldn't bear to kill her to silence her. Instead, he took a step back and decided to bring her back to the human race. This showed Jiang Fan's inherent kindness.

Jiang Fan scoffed. “Alright, then I won't be in a hurry. If that group of monks comes after me to convert me, I'll offer you up instead. You are the top female demon talent who successively defeated the two lords of the Northern Sea. White Horse Temple probably wouldn't refuse to convert one more while they're at it, right?” Ling Shu's smiling face stiffened. “I—I'm a woman! White Horse Temple wouldn't accept nuns, would it?”

Jiang Fan chuckled mischievously. “But there are always nunneries outside this domain, aren't there? Handing you over to a nunnery as a favor should be fine, right? Then, they'll shave your head, strip you of your beautiful clothes…” Ling Shu's small face turned pale. She shivered, a chill running through her, and glared at Jiang Fan with a resentful look. She was clearly angry, but her words came out softly and weakly: “Brother, you're bullying me…”

That voice, that demeanor! Even Haimi, a woman herself, found it a bit hard to resist. No wonder Liuli had warned her to keep a close eye on Jiang Fan. Which man could withstand Ling Shu acting like that? She quickly broke the mood, saying, “Master, are you still leaving now?”

Jiang Fan asked with a wry smile, “Do you think I dare to leave alone? The Demon Emperor must have given you a special artifact to deal with me, right?” Haimi didn't hide it at all, taking out a jet-black scale. Jiang Fan took it and examined it. He immediately sensed the powerful energy contained within it. “The Demon Emperor truly thinks highly of me. He even prepared an artifact capable of a Demon Emperor's strike for me.” This item required demonic energy to activate. It was useless for Jiang Fan to keep it, so he returned it to Haimi. “Adding my Nascent Soul strike jade talisman, we have two Nascent Soul-level attacks. That monk will have to reconsider if he wants to convert me.” Although it wouldn't kill him, he would surely have to consider the monks accompanying him.

“So, Master, do you need Haimi to continue following you?” A hint of anticipation appeared in Haimi's eyes.