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Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health

Chapter 737 - 289: Enlightened Ones Are Always Blessed (2)
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Chapter 737: Chapter 289: Enlightened Ones Are Always Blessed (2)

But after spending so much time together, the impulse to become an apprentice has already surpassed this feeling. She simply believes that following Fan Wubing, she can learn something completely different. Traveling with him seems freer and happier than being alone in a warehouse.

Seeing Fan Wubing in such pain and confusion, her heart feels like it’s being cut by a knife.

"The master looks like he’s struggling. Is he fighting against something?"

Luo Qingyao grits her teeth and says, "Senior brother usually does things comprehensively, and he’s not lacking in ability. If he’s really being attacked by an enemy, then this enemy must be an extraordinary existence, possessing abilities that senior brother has never seen before."

"An extraordinary existence..." Zhuge Hong’s mind races quickly.

Although she has never cultivated, she possesses wisdom and vision far beyond the average cultivator.

These are intrinsic to her, as if she was born with them.

She takes a deep breath and once again relies on her "intuition" to "guess" what might be happening.

Very quickly, sweat begins to bead on her forehead.

It feels very complex, with many intricate connections to various things. She must find the most likely... no, not the most likely, but the certain layer of relationship amidst these complex connections.

The more her "intuition" seeks detailed information, the harder it becomes, and the more painful it is for her.

Just like she often complains to Fan Wubing, "With so much detail, my brain will break!"

This time, she doesn’t fear her brain breaking because that is better than the master losing himself and forgetting everything.

"Xiaohong?" Luo Qingyao immediately notices Zhuge Hong’s abnormality, knowing what she’s doing, "Don’t push yourself! After all, you’re just a mortal!"

Zhuge Hong squats down holding her head, sweating profusely, her expression distorted, almost biting her teeth to pieces,

"So vast... so distant... so profound... I can feel the entire universe, the whole world! Everything is squeezing into my head!"

"Xiaohong, stop quickly! Your eyes are bleeding!" Luo Qingyao exclaims in shock, quickly channeling energy to protect her, intending to forcibly interrupt her.

But Zhuge Hong suddenly shouts, "No! If the master forgets me, then I’ll never be able to become his apprentice!"

Luo Qingyao’s hand trembles slightly, "But your eyes are bleeding."

"It’s fine, I can endure!"

Zhuge Hong grows increasingly weak, her breath wilting like someone at death’s door,

"Heavenly Dao... Tathagata..."

After saying these two words, she completely loses consciousness and falls to the ground.

"Xiaohong!" Luo Qingyao quickly channels energy to stabilize Zhuge Hong’s aura, transforming Sword Qi into a protective force covering every inch of her body, preventing the loss of vitality.

She then quickly reflects on the meaning of the "Heavenly Dao" and "Tathagata" that Zhuge Hong spoke.

"Heavenly Dao..."

This concept is too broad; Luo Qingyao doesn’t know from what angle to think about it.

"Tathagata... the Buddhist honorific. Great Clothing Calamity Buddha... Pidamo Tathagata... Radiant Tuo Tathagata... Jian Shi Tathagata... Jian Shi!"

Luo Qingyao suddenly realizes.

"Jian Shi Tathagata, Heavenly Dao Executor! Heavenly Dao! Could it be him? Yes, it must be him! The executor must follow heavenly will, executing heavenly mission! The most direct enemy of senior brother! That’s right, that’s right! It’s him!"

Luo Qingyao clenches her right hand in the air, pulling out the sword from her heart.

She looks towards the direction of Miaomu Continent,

"Damn monk! Watch me slash you into minced meat!"

Just as she’s about to set off, the dharma image dragon suddenly cries out sharply and then begins to tremble violently. Immediately afterward, the pair of giant dragon horns start to loosen, and the scales on it begin to fall off piece by piece.

Immense fear rises in her heart.

Because... through the testimony of guarding the Dao spouse, Dao Marriage Shackles, she feels that senior brother’s bountiful life force is rapidly weakening. At the same time, she can see with her naked eye that Fan Wubing’s figure is becoming blurry, as if gradually disappearing.

"Senior brother!"

Luo Qingyao rushes towards Fan Wubing.

But Fan Wubing suddenly shouts, "Qingyao, don’t come near me!"

"Senior brother, you remember me?"

But Fan Wubing doesn’t respond to her. That cry of "Qingyao" seems to be a momentary return of light before dying.

Fan Wubing’s figure is becoming more and more indistinct, akin to a mass of colored light stacked together.

"This..." Luo Qingyao forces herself to calm down and think, "Jian Shi Tathagata controls karma, deciding life and death with clasped hands... Is it possible that he’s stripping senior brother’s karma, making him have cause without effect, effect without cause, ceasing to exist?"

Luo Qingyao knows, at this rate, before she reaches Miaomu Continent, senior brother might have already completely vanished.

What to do, what to do!

"Luo Qingyao, quickly use your brain and think hard about what to do!"

The more desperate the situation, the more Luo Qingyao feels she is worth nothing besides practicing swordsmanship.

"Sword, yes, I still have my sword!"

She grits her teeth, looks towards the direction of Miaomu Continent, fiercely throws the sword, and then shouts,

"Starshocking!"

Her heart’s sword, carrying the force to disturb the stars, swiftly flies towards Miaomu Continent, disappearing beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"I may not make it to Miaomu Continent in time, but my sword certainly can!"

At this moment, that sword is her.

Luo Qingyao closes her eyes, immersing herself in the feeling of her sword, concurrently counting in her heart,

"Five, four, three, two, one!"

When "one" settles in her heart.

At Miaomu Continent’s Great World Zen Institute, a long sword suddenly pierces through the prohibition outside the Zen Institute condensed by Buddhist Technique, like a falling star, stabbing into the Scripture Hall, stirring up a huge ripple of Sword Qi, as if about to destroy everything.

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