A righteous young hero? But I am a demonic cultist.

Chapter 47 A Young Girl's Figure Under the Ancient Buddha and Lamp

Seeing that Zhao Sihai did not understand, Yue Yuan repeated what he had just said.

"I said, your junior brother Yue Hou and his group of Songshan disciples were ambushed by the Sun Moon Sect and have been completely wiped out."

Zhao Sihai staggered and took two steps back before regaining his footing.

"You're talking nonsense, this is definitely a lie you made up."

We'll find out soon enough whether it's a lie or not.

He clapped his hands, and about a hundred people surrounded the entire nunnery.

Yue Yuan slowly drew out the demonic sword; the blood-red blade exuded an evil aura.

The Heavenly Silkworm Demon Art began to operate, and black true energy began to swirl around his body. His smile turned ferocious. "Now, not only Le Hou, but you have also been intercepted and killed by the Sun Moon Divine Cult on the way."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and the sword instantly pierced through the Songshan disciple who was holding Yihe. The disciple's blood was completely absorbed by the sword, and he immediately turned into a dried corpse.

Seeing this, Yihe quickly broke free from her restraints and ran towards the three nuns.

He looked at Zhao Sihai with red eyes, muttering, "The first one."

Zhao Sihai had never seen such a scene before. He cried out, "A demon! He's possessed! Run!"

Want to run?

Did you ask him about the sword in his hand?

"Liang Fa, close the door!"

Upon hearing the order, Liang Fa, who was outside the gate, led a group of people to quickly close the gate. Fearing it might not be secure, they added a few more support poles.

"Hehe, now you can't escape, can you!"

He wielded his sword and unleashed the complete Huashan sword technique, combined with the Three-Fold Cloud Step, quickly dispatching dozens of Songshan disciples, turning them all into dried corpses lying on the ground.

Zhao Sihai huddled in the corner, completely terrified, a strong stench of urine hitting him.

Yue Yuan carefully sheathed the sword before walking up to him.

"I said he was intercepted and killed by the Sun Moon Cult, and he really was intercepted and killed, so why won't you believe me!"

After saying that, he slapped Zhao Sihai on the head, absorbing all of Zhao Sihai's cultivation in one go. He then picked Zhao Sihai up and threw him in front of the three nuns.

"Master, Zhao Sihai is at your disposal."

Master Dingxian never expected that the seemingly refined and handsome young man would be so bloodthirsty. She whispered, "Namo Guanshiyin Bodhisattva."

Abbess Dingyi exclaimed with deep sorrow, "Nephew Yue, you have wreaked havoc within the Buddhist community... alas!"

"Master Dingyi, what gods, Buddhas, or Bodhisattvas are there in this world? If they existed, why didn't they step forward to help Hengshan out of this predicament?"

Master Dingyi wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Dingxian who was standing to the side.

"Namo Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, Nephew Yue, thank you for today. You have all come from afar, please go and rest."

Yue Yuan remained unmoved after hearing this, instead turning his gaze to Master Dingyi, who had spoken earlier.

Master Dingyi knew why, and she clasped her hands together, saying, "What a tragedy."

"Yilin is in the Buddhist hall of the Hanging Temple. Go find her."

"Thank you, Master."

Having obtained the answer he wanted, he turned and flew towards the Hanging Temple.

As Yue Yuan left, the three nuns chanted the Zen mantra, "Namo Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva."

"Junior sister, is this Yue Yuan the one who ruined Yilin's body?"

Master Dingyi nodded. "This is the person. He is eccentric and unpredictable, but he is responsible. This time he will probably take Yilin away."

Master Dingxian nodded. "This person was just surrounded by demonic energy, so he must have practiced demonic techniques. Especially that red demonic sword, which kills people invisibly and likes to suck their blood. It is definitely not a righteous thing."

Ding Jing said, "I think that kid is right. You all go around calling yourselves righteous and demonic all day long. If you have good in your heart, then the demon is a Buddha; if you have evil in your heart, then even a Buddha is a demon."

"Zhao Sihai may be on the right path, but are the things he does truly righteous?"

With just a few words, Abbess Dingjing silenced her two junior sisters, effectively defining the nature of the matter.

"Very well, all disciples, return to your posts and prepare a vegetarian feast to entertain the original guests."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Back to Yue Yuan's side.

After obtaining the exact address, he told Liang Fa to wait for the Hengshan Sect's arrangements, while he himself flew up to the Hanging Temple.

I'm about to see the person I've been dreaming about, and my heart is racing.

Inside the Buddhist hall.

Only a few dim oil lamps flickered before the Buddha. On the prayer mat beneath the Buddha statue, a thin figure dressed in monk's robes knelt before the Buddha, turning prayer beads incessantly in his hand and chanting the Medicine Buddha Sutra.

I bow to the Venerable One of the Three Realms, and take refuge in the Buddhas of the Ten Directions.

"I now make a great vow to uphold this Medicine Buddha Sutra."

Yue Yuan quietly walked up behind her and listened to her chanting scriptures.

It had been a long time since I'd seen him, and he looked thinner. His hair had even grown back to ear length, perhaps because he'd been in the Buddhist hall for so long and hadn't shaved.

Seeing a prayer cushion in front of the Buddha statue, he knelt down on one knee, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and pretended to pray.

The commotion startled Yilin, who was chanting sutras. She turned around and saw that the prayer beads in her hand had fallen to the ground. "Brother Yue... is that you?"

Her voice trembled slightly, her tone filled with disbelief.

"it's me."

Upon hearing these words, Yilin's eyes immediately filled with tears. She tremblingly reached out and touched the face she had longed for for so long.

"I'm not dreaming, you really came!"

Yue Yuan grabbed the hand that was trying to pull back, and then their fingers intertwined.

"Senior Sister Yilin, come with me!"

"No," Yilin said with a smile, "I am content to see you again. I have made a great vow to dedicate myself to Buddha for all eternity, and I cannot break my vow."

Although she was smiling, tears were still streaming down her face.

Yue Yuan reached out and wiped away her tears. "Buddha has many people with him. One more or one less makes no difference. What you need to do most now is to stay by my side."

Yilin stopped talking, letting him hold her hand, while she closed her eyes and continued chanting, "Namo Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva!"

Yue Yuan frowned. He never believed in any of those bullshit gods and Buddhas. Since they had offended him, no god or Buddha in the world could stop him.

He held Yilin in his arms with one hand and took out the sword with his right.

"Junior brother, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? These gods and Buddhas have trapped my beloved senior sister. Then I will chop down all these gods and Buddhas in the sky."

As soon as he finished speaking, he brandished his sword and unleashed a sword beam that cleaved the entire Buddha statue in two. The sword beam slammed heavily against the stone wall, causing the entire Hanging Temple to tremble.

After doing all this, he sheathed his sword, carried Yilin out of the Hanging Temple, and flew towards Jianxing Peak.

When the two arrived at Jianxing Peak, the Hengshan vegetarian banquet was already prepared, and he pulled Yilin to sit directly at the main table.

"Junior Brother Yue, this..."

"You don't need to worry about anything. All you need to do now is eat properly. Look at you, you're so thin you look unrecognizable."

"Huh?" Yilin cupped her face in her hands. "Doesn't that make me look ugly?"

"True beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin. Senior sister, your bone structure is extremely beautiful, but you would be even more beautiful if you were a little fuller."

He had barely finished speaking when a commotion erupted outside.

A burly monk was standing at the entrance of the temple, shouting and cursing: "I heard Yue Yuan from Mount Hua is here. Where is that brat Yue Yuan? Come out and take three slaps from your grandpa. I'll beat the shit out of you."

Upon hearing this, Liang Fa, Yue Yuan's number one lackey, stepped forward with his sword drawn to argue, "Where did this wild monk come from? How dare you insult our young sect leader? Get out of here at once, or I won't be polite."

"Hahaha, I'm standing right here today, and I'd like to see how impolite you can be."

"You!" Liang Fagang was about to draw his sword when Yue Yuan, who had rushed over, stopped him.

Yue Yuan walked past Liang Fa and stood before the head monk, saying, "You must be Monk Bujie, the biological father of Senior Sister Yilin!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Fa felt a chill run down his spine.

Oh no, he should have said so earlier! Now that he's insulted the eldest son's wife, how can he possibly serve the eldest son in the future?