This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Maoshan.

Zhong Bai had only been away from Maoshan for two or three months. Although Zhao Ling'er and Mo Ling missed him, they understood the importance of the matter.

"Sister Mo, I wonder how my husband is doing?"

At the stone table, Zhao Ling'er held a teacup, sipping tea and sighing.

Upon hearing this, Mo Ling smiled and shook her head.

"It seems that Sister Ling'er misses her husband, but it will probably be some time before he returns from this trip down the mountain."

"We'll just take care of the little girl and live a good life while we wait. We can't hide from our husbands, nor can we hold them back."

Zhao Ling'er understood this principle and did not choose to continue the topic.

But just then, a warm embrace appeared behind Mo Ling. A strong arm wrapped around Mo Ling, while the other arm also embraced Zhao Ling'er.

Zhao Ling'er saw Zhong Bai, while Mo Ling knew from the touch and scent that the person holding her was her husband.

"Mo'er, Ling'er, your husband is back!"

After holding the two women tightly and tenderly for a long time, Zhong Bai gradually let go.

A flame burned in the eyes of all three of them—it was longing, it was desire.

Zhong Bai picked up Zhao Ling'er and Mo Ling, one on each side, and headed into the house.

Yang Chan, who was outside and saw this scene, was stunned for a moment. She quickly pushed open the door and entered the yard, "Hey! Zhong Bai, what about me?"

Upon hearing Yang Chan's call, Zhong Bai turned around and smiled brightly, saying, "Fairy Yang Chan, please wait a moment!"

After saying that, Zhong Bai carried the two women into the house.

Before long, soft, seductive music began to drift intermittently from inside the room.

Even if you've never eaten pork, you've at least seen a pig run. Yang Chan, who was waiting in the courtyard, blushed instantly, clearly guessing that spring had already begun inside the house.

"Pooh!

"Shameless! In broad daylight!"

Despite saying that, Yang Chan ultimately did not choose to leave.

Two hours later, as dusk was falling, Zhong Bai, along with Mo Ling and Zhao Ling'er, emerged one after the other. Both Zhong Bai, who looked refreshed, and Zhao Ling'er and Mo Ling, whose faces were fair and rosy, had smiles on their lips.

"Tsk, you've finally decided to come out?"

Yang Chan stood in the courtyard, arms crossed, her expression somewhat complicated.

Logically speaking, she had no right to say these things, since she and Zhong Bai really had no relationship, and what business was it of hers if the couple were being intimate?

However, Yang Chan hadn't forgotten Zhong Bai's words when they first returned to Maoshan: don't disturb others. He went into the courtyard first to talk to his two Daoist partners about his affairs, and then...

Zhong Bai also knew that he had broken his promise, but he had not forgotten it after all.

"Mo'er, Ling'er, she is the Third Holy Mother of Mount Hua that my husband just mentioned, the younger sister of Erlang Shen Yang Jian."

Zhao Ling'er didn't understand the intricacies and was too lazy to bother, while Mo Ling started by greeting people.

"Please sit down, Fairy Yang Chan. We have all heard about your experiences from our husbands. You are a fairy from heaven, and we will not refuse you."

However, we're not that generous either. If our husbands like you, then you can become sisters with us; if they don't, then we'll simply refuse.

To get straight to the point, Mo Ling showed no hesitation in facing Yang Chan, even though she knew that the Daoist sect didn't want to provoke this woman, and Zhong Bai still needed his Daoist partner's consent.

"Don't worry, I, Yang Chan, am a woman of my word. If I really fall for Zhong Bai, I will definitely not be distant or awkward with you."

Zhong Bai, Zhao Ling'er, and Mo Ling exchanged a smile.

The atmosphere was rather harmonious...

Two months later.

Suzhou and Hangzhou, the capital of the Eastern Divine Land.

For Bai Suzhen, those few months felt like an endless ordeal.

Forced to leave Suzhou and Hangzhou, far from Xu Xian, she wanted to repay his kindness. However, the stubborn monk Fahai became an insurmountable obstacle on her path to repaying his kindness.

Bai Suzhen was recuperating from her injuries in a secluded mountain forest, her eyes often flashing with a mixture of determination and longing.

She understood that, by conventional means, Fahai would never let her go or allow her to return to Xu Xian's side.

Thus, a bold and dangerous plan gradually took shape in her mind—to flood Jinshan Temple, threaten a million people, and force Fahai to compromise.

On this day, Bai Suzhen dressed up carefully. Although she was filled with anger and helplessness, she could not hide her unparalleled beauty.

She was dressed in white, which fluttered in the wind like a snow lotus floating in the clouds.

Her gaze was firm and cold, like a flame beneath an iceberg.

She flew towards Jinshan Temple, and along the way, she mobilized her demonic power, causing the surrounding water vapor to gather rapidly.

Bai Suzhen arrived above Jinshan Temple and looked at the solemn and majestic temple, feeling a mix of emotions.

She took a deep breath and then began to use her water control powers.

She was chanting incantations, ancient and mysterious spells, each syllable seemingly containing immense power.

As she chanted her incantation, the distant rivers, lakes, and seas seemed to be summoned and began to surge.

At first, there were only subtle changes. Ripples spread across the river's surface, gradually forming small waves, which then coalesced into larger waves.

The lake water began to overflow the banks and spread to the surrounding land.

The once calm rivers now surged like enraged dragons, their waters rushing towards Jinshan Temple.

Inside Jinshan Temple, Zen Master Fahai is meditating in his meditation room.

Suddenly, a strong sense of unease welled up inside him.

He opened his eyes, his brow furrowed, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

He stood up, walked out of the meditation room, and went into the temple courtyard.

At this moment, the monks in the temple also noticed something was amiss.

They saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the clouds had an eerie deep blue color, as if they had been forcibly gathered together by some force.

A damp smell permeated the air, and it grew stronger and stronger.

Zen Master Fahai looked up at the sky and saw the figure of Bai Suzhen.

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, quickly replaced by rage: "Snake demon, you dare to come back? Don't you know how to repent?"

Bai Suzhen looked coldly at Fahai: "Fahai, you stubborn bald monk."

"I only want to repay a debt of gratitude, why are you forcing me like this? Today, if you don't agree to let me repay Xu Xian, I will flood Jinshan Temple, and the lives of millions of people will be lost because of you."

Zen Master Fahai clasped his hands together, his face solemn: "Snake demon, do not do evil."

Your desire to fall in love with a mortal to repay a debt of gratitude goes against the natural order, and this old monk will not allow you to succeed.

Bai Suzhen stopped talking to him and waved her hands, chanting the incantation even faster.

The rushing river water from afar has already converged at the foot of Jinshan Temple.

The river water surged and roared like a thousand horses, crashing against the foot of Jinshan Temple.

The monks of Jinshan Temple were terrified when they saw this.

They all ran to the high point of the temple, gazing at the rising river, chanting Buddhist scriptures and praying for Buddha's protection.

Zen Master Fahai knew that Bai Suzhen was serious, and he could not stand by and watch Jinshan Temple be flooded, nor could he allow millions of people to be implicated.

He shouted at Bai Suzhen, "Snake demon, if you really flood Jinshan Temple and commit such a heinous crime, you will be condemned to hell forever and never be reborn."

Bai Suzhen was also struggling internally. She knew that doing this would bring immense sin, but she truly had no other choice. She gritted her teeth and said, "Fahai, you forced me into this."

"I'll stop immediately if you promise to let me repay Xu Xian's kindness."

Zen Master Fahai shook his head resolutely: "I will not compromise with a demon like you."

A ruthless glint flashed in Bai Suzhen's eyes as she increased the output of her demonic power.

The river seemed to have gained even more power, and the rate of rise accelerated.

The foot of Jinshan Temple has been partially submerged by the river, and some low-lying areas within the temple grounds have also begun to accumulate water.

Seeing this situation, Zen Master Fahai knew that he had to take action.

He quickly formed hand seals and began chanting Buddhist scriptures.

A huge, golden Buddha phantom appeared behind him.

The Buddha statue emitted a strong light, which was like a materialized golden flame that shot towards the river.

The Buddha's light shone on the river, causing some of the water to evaporate and rise in wisps of white steam.

But Bai Suzhen's water control abilities were also extremely powerful, and she continued to mobilize more river water to surge in.

The river water rose higher and higher, submerging half of Jinshan Temple, forcing the monks to seek refuge in higher ground.

Bai Suzhen looked at the Buddha statue of Zen Master Fahai, and her hands formed a mudra once again.

Countless enormous water monsters suddenly rose from the river.

These water monsters come in various shapes; some resemble dragons, some resemble giant turtles, and some resemble octopuses.

They churned in the river, rushing towards Jinshan Temple.

The water monsters rushed towards Jinshan Temple, some scratching at the temple walls with their huge claws, and others ramming the temple buildings with their bodies.

The walls of Jinshan Temple developed some cracks due to the monster's attack.

The monks watched all this in horror, chanting Buddhist scriptures incessantly, hoping to receive the Buddha's protection.

When Zen Master Fahai saw the water monster attacking, he swung his staff.

A golden light emanated from the staff, transforming into golden ropes that coiled around the water monsters.

Golden ropes entangled some of the water monsters and then pulled them back into the river.

However, there were simply too many water monsters, and quite a few managed to break free of the golden ropes and continue attacking Jinshan Temple.

While the monk Fahai was dealing with the water monster, Bai Suzhen cast another spell.

She spat out a blue bead, which flew into the air and began to absorb the surrounding moisture.

Water vapor quickly gathered around the bead, forming a giant water sphere.

The water sphere kept growing larger, eventually becoming the size of a small hill.

Bai Suzhen threw the water ball towards the main hall of Jinshan Temple.

The water balloon hurtled down, about to crash into the main hall.

Upon seeing this, Zen Master Fahai concentrated all the power of the golden Buddha image's phantom onto the top of the main hall.

The Buddha statue stretched out a giant hand, blocking the water sphere's attack.

The water balloon collided with the Buddha statue's palm, splashing up a huge spray of water.

Water splashed down like a torrential rain inside Jinshan Temple, soaking some of the monks to the bone.

Zen Master Fahai knew he could no longer passively endure the attacks; he had to take the initiative.

He planted his staff in the ground, then clasped his hands together and began chanting a powerful Buddhist scripture.

As he chanted, golden runes appeared on the ground.

These runes spread towards the river, parting the water wherever they went to create a dry channel.

Zen Master Fahai flew towards Bai Suzhen along this passage.

He was incredibly fast, arriving in front of Bai Suzhen in the blink of an eye.

He raised his staff and struck at Bai Suzhen.

Bai Suzhen dodged to the side, her body moving like a nimble white snake.

She waved her sleeve, and a curtain of water shot towards Zen Master Fahai.

With a wave of his staff, Zen Master Fahai shattered the water curtain.

The two engaged in fierce close combat in mid-air.

Each swing of Master Fahai's staff carried powerful Buddhist energy, which Bai Suzhen countered with her agile movements and water-controlling demonic power.

Bai Suzhen seized an opportunity and grabbed the Zen Master Fahai's staff with both hands.

Her hands shimmered with a demonic light as she tried to snatch the staff from Master Fahai's grasp.

Master Fahai gripped his staff tightly, his Buddhist power and Bai Suzhen's demonic power locked in a stalemate.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, the situation inside Jinshan Temple became even more critical.

The river has submerged most of the temples, and the monks can only gather at the highest point of the temples.

Some monks began building simple rafts in preparation for their final escape.

Meanwhile, the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou also noticed something unusual about Jinshan Temple.

They saw dark clouds gathering in the direction of Jinshan Temple in the distance, and the river was overflowing, which terrified them.

Many people fled to higher ground, plunging the entire city of Suzhou and Hangzhou into chaos.

Bai Suzhen and Zen Master Fahai fought in the air for a long time, and both of them exhausted a lot of their strength.

Bai Suzhen was worried about Xu Xian, and she knew that things couldn't continue like this.

She suddenly released Master Fahai's staff and then took a few steps back.

She quickly formed hand seals and chanted an ancient incantation.

A huge whirlpool appeared in the river.

The vortex grew larger and larger, engulfing everything around it.

Jinshan Temple was also affected by the whirlpool, and the temple's buildings began to sway precariously.

Seeing this situation, Zen Master Fahai knew he had to stop the whirlpool.

He raised his staff high, and the light from the staff illuminated the entire sky.

He flew toward the center of the vortex, preparing to break it with his own power.

Bai Suzhen saw Zen Master Fahai flying towards the center of the whirlpool and she sneered.

She knew that once Zen Master Fahai entered the whirlpool, he would be subjected to a powerful impact from the water.

After entering the vortex, Zen Master Fahai was indeed greatly impacted.

His body was constantly being spun around in the whirlpool, and the surrounding water force was like countless sharp blades cutting into his body.

But with his powerful Buddhist energy, he stubbornly continued to move towards the center of the vortex.

Bai Suzhen was secretly astonished by Fahai's tenacious performance in the whirlpool.

She decided to increase her efforts once again.

She poured all her demonic power into the vortex, making it even more powerful. (End of Chapter)