Chapter 10

"Ha ha... ha ha ha ha..."

Huinan, with Fayong, floated down to the small hall in his courtyard. After letting go, he slapped the stone table and laughed uncontrollably.

Fayong smiled.

Though he appeared calm, he also felt a sense of vindication.

He never expected the Great Light Spell to manifest in such a way.

The three Buddha spells could only be cast on specific targets. The Tranquil Heart Spell had Faying, the Spring Revival Spell had Lianxue, and only the Great Light Spell had to be cast on the dead.

He tried casting it on dead insects and ants, but there was no response.

This was the first time he cast the Great Light Spell.

This alone was enough to silence those people.

More importantly, the Great Light Spell had a mysterious quality, which lay in the night pearl in his mind.

A night pearl floated quietly in front of the Medicine Buddha's brow, illuminating it.

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The sun hung high in the sky.

But the sun on Snow Peak felt warm and gentle, without any scorching heat.

Faying practiced the Great Demon Subduing Fist on an open space by the lake.

His plump body was sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as heavy as a bear, swift like a tiger descending a mountain, and slow like a turtle on a sandy beach.

The Great Demon Subduing Fist was one of the Eight Supreme Techniques of the Vajra, with the main purpose of subduing demons.

Faying's white, plump face suddenly tensed, and his tall, plump body gracefully rose, gliding over the lake with a lightness that belied his size. He touched the water twice and landed at the entrance of the valley.

A woman in white lay face down on the ground.

"Faying!" Faying called out in alarm.

Because the woman was face down, he couldn't see her face, but he recognized Ning Zhenzhen from her graceful figure.

He rubbed his hands, wanting to help her up, but hesitated, and quickly shouted, "Aunt Lianxue! Aunt Lianxue!"

Lianxue was tidying the grass. Hearing the change in his voice, she stood up and looked over, her face turning pale.

Ignoring her own injuries, she glided over the hundred-meter-wide lake and approached, "Zhenzhen!"

She helped Ning Zhenzhen up.

Ning Zhenzhen's cheeks were flushed, her beauty captivating, and her eyes were hazy as if she were drunk.

Lianxue had already checked her pulse and her face turned serious. She said urgently, "Faying, go find Fayong!"

"Faying...?"

"Her injuries are too severe!" Lianxue said, "We can't delay, hurry!"

"Yes." Faying turned and ran, his wide monk's robe flapping in the wind, as if he were leading a thousand troops.

Lianxue's gentle face was filled with anxiety.

Ning Zhenzhen's body was like a sieve with a thousand holes; the energy she channeled in flowed out immediately, with no effect.

Lianxue deduced that Ning Zhenzhen had used the secret technique of Bright Moon Nunnery, overexerting her vital energy, and was then severely injured by her opponent, compounding her injuries. Now, she was only kept alive by the Yin Soul Revival Pill.

This pill could only sustain her long enough to settle her affairs; it couldn't save her life, even the elders of the nunnery couldn't help.

Now, they could only hope that Fayong's Spring Revival Spell would work.

"Aunt..." Ning Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyes.

Her dim eyes gradually brightened, and a surge of energy flowed into her body, allowing her to stand steadily.

"Don't move." Lianxue said quickly.

Her heart sank.

This was a last burst of energy before death.

"Aunt, I have comprehended the highest level of Wisdom Heart Enlightenment." Ning Zhenzhen smiled.

"Zhenzhen!" Lianxue forced a smile, "You are truly a prodigy."

Ning Zhenzhen's pale face turned rosy, her spirit radiant, and she laughed softly, "Between life and death, there is great terror, but also great mystery."

Lianxue said, "Zhenzhen, don't talk, Fayong will be here soon!"

"He—?" Ning Zhenzhen laughed lightly, "He can't save me. I came to see you, not to seek his help!"

She looked at the Medicine Valley.

The bright sunlight made the valley breathtakingly beautiful, the lake reflecting the sky.

A breeze blew, and the flowers on the wall swayed, attracting butterflies to dance.

"So beautiful... even more beautiful than Bright Moon Nunnery!"

Ning Zhenzhen couldn't help but marvel. Facing death, she felt the world was more vivid and beautiful, everything before her eyes was so beautiful it made her heart ache.

Lianxue bit her lip, holding back tears.

She sensed Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful body rapidly losing life, like a firework that would soon fade.

Ning Zhenzhen laughed softly, "A monk who likes flowers."

"He does have a refined taste." Lianxue forced a smile, "Maybe because he's frustrated by his poor talent, he can only寄托 his emotions in nature."

"I don't think he's frustrated at all."

"You two..." Lianxue shook her head.

They were just naturally incompatible, always at odds.

Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face became even more radiant, almost dazzling, "Aunt, I buried a few things under a tree by the river, I'll leave them to you."

"Zhenzhen!"

"There are a few good things I found at the foot of the mountain, including a map of the Green Mist Cave. I'm not sure if it's real, so be cautious, I suspect it's a trap."

"Zhenzhen, don't talk so much!"

"If I don't say it now, I won't have the chance to talk to you again." Ning Zhenzhen smiled, without any despair or reluctance.

"Who hurt you?" Lianxue asked slowly, her teeth clenched.

"I've already killed him." Ning Zhenzhen smiled coldly, her expression icy and piercing.

Lianxue nodded gently, "The cost was too high. If you couldn't win, you should have run."

"Run..." Ning Zhenzhen suddenly swayed.

Lianxue quickly supported her.

Ning Zhenzhen's face turned deathly pale, her eyes quickly dimming.

"Zhenzhen!" Lianxue's voice trembled as she gently held her in her arms.

Her heart sank to the bottom, knowing the end had come.

She looked up sharply.

Faying, his clothes flapping in the wind, was running towards them.

"Aunt!"

"Where's Fayong?!" Lianxue asked urgently.

Faying shook his head anxiously, "Brother is casting a spell on Elder Huixun, we can't disturb him!"

"Elder Huixun...?"

"Word is that Elder Huixun just passed away, and Sister Ning...?"

Lianxue gritted her teeth, "Since he's passed, save the living first. Nephew Faying, Zhenzhen is in critical condition!"

Ning Zhenzhen was already in a semi-comatose state, mumbling, "Aunt, I want to go back to the nunnery."

"Zhenzhen, just wait a bit longer." Lianxue said softly, "Fayong will be here soon!"

"Let's go back to the nunnery..." Ning Zhenzhen's voice was weak, "I haven't said goodbye to Xiao Bai yet."

"Faying!" Lianxue saw Faying was stunned and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Faying, as if struck by lightning, trembled violently, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Ning Zhenzhen. He pushed off the ground, splashing mud and grass, and rushed away like a whirlwind.

"Aunt..."

"Zhenzhen, don't talk, hold on!"

"Take care of Xiao Bai, it's also pitiful, just like me, without parents since childhood."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"I want to go back to the nunnery..."

"Zhenzhen, hold on, Fayong can save you, he will save you..."

Lianxue held her tightly, trying in vain to hold on to her life, tears streaming down her face.

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes became distant, as if she saw something far away, or was lost in memories.

Her beautiful, pale face had a faint smile, stunningly beautiful.

Her eyelids slowly closed, and she suddenly sank.

"Zhenzhen! Zhenzhen!... Zhenzhen—!"

Lianxue called out desperately.

Ning Zhenzhen had stopped breathing, her life extinguished.

"Coming, coming!" Faying shouted, bringing Fayong with him.

They rushed over the lake, causing the water to ripple.

Lianxue held Ning Zhenzhen tightly, her heart in agony, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister Ning—!" Faying looked straight at Ning Zhenzhen, calling out in alarm.

Fayong approached Ning Zhenzhen, lifted her wrist, and sighed, shaking his head.

"Too late?!" Faying asked, "Brother, can you save her? You must be able to!"

"..."

"Spring Revival Spell, use the Spring Revival Spell!" Faying urged.

Fayong shook his head, "The Spring Revival Spell can't save her."