I manage female characters in all the heavens.

Previously, Yue Lingshan caused trouble in Chongyang Palace herself, and "Li Mochou" even planned to destroy Chongyang Palace. This time, she really suffered a grievance from Shaolin. This is unacceptable.

She turned around, her gaze seemingly piercing through the walls of the pagoda, passing through layers of buildings, and landing on a brightly lit meditation room deep within the Shaolin Temple.

There, eight auras far surpassing those of everyone else in Shaolin Temple were gathering. They were all top-notch masters, presumably the current high-ranking members of Shaolin Temple.

The atmosphere inside the meditation room was not harmonious.

Abbot Kuhe of Shaolin Temple sat cross-legged on a futon. His hair and beard were all white, and his face was kind. But at this moment, his brows were furrowed, and his hands were clasped together, his knuckles turning white.

His gaze swept over the five chiefs opposite him, filled with deep sorrow and helplessness.

"Junior Brother Kuxin, do you know what you're saying?" Kuhe's voice trembled slightly, a kind elder's heartache at seeing a junior go astray.

"Conversion, that sounds noble, but we all know it's just brainwashing! Our Shaolin Temple has stood for a thousand years, always upholding compassion. When have we ever done such evil and heretical things!"

Bullshit! You guys do this all the time!

He sat opposite him with a resolute expression and piercing eyes.

He is the head of the Bodhidharma Academy and the number one master in Shaolin Temple. His martial arts skills have reached a state of perfection, and his aura is as solid as a mountain.

Faced with the abbot's questioning, he showed no sign of backing down; instead, he straightened his back.

“Abbot, I know you are compassionate, but what time is it now?” Ku Xin’s voice was low, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

"Since the incident with the Fire-Worker Monk, Shaolin has suffered enormous losses and closed its doors, its talent pool has dwindled, and its status in the martial arts world has plummeted."

"The Quanzhen Sect has risen to prominence, the Tianlong Temple is becoming increasingly aggressive, and Master Yideng is renowned throughout the world, showing signs of becoming the foremost figure in Buddhism. If we don't find a solution soon, our Shaolin Temple, this thousand-year-old tree, may rot away at its roots!"

"You..." Ku He's body trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Just because of this, you're going to resort to such despicable means?"

"Brainwashing an innocent woman to incite conflict among the Five Greats and to target Master Yideng and Tianlong Temple? Junior brother, what are you doing?!"

Ku Xin stood beside him, and the abbots Ku Zhi (head of the Arhat Hall), Ku Hui (head of the Prajna Hall), Ku Ye (head of the Zhengdao Academy), and Ku Guo (head of the Bodhi Academy) all shook their heads, heartbroken by their abbot's lack of understanding.

Ku Zhi spoke first, his voice as loud as a bronze bell: "Abbot, we all know that doing this violates Buddhist teachings and precepts. But for the sake of Shaolin, we are willing to bear this sin!"

“Yes!” Ku Hui immediately chimed in, his voice sharp as an eagle’s cry, “As long as Shaolin can regain its glory, my life is nothing, let alone the life of a ruthless female demon! Abbot, please let us do it!”

Ku Ye's face was bitter, but his eyes burned with fire: "Senior brother, the Buddha's teachings are boundless, but they also need fertile ground to spread them! If Shaolin can't even be preserved, how can we talk about saving the world? Let Shaolin establish itself first, then we can talk about compassion. There's no contradiction between the two!"

With his hands clasped together, Ku Guo softly chanted a Buddhist prayer, his voice carrying an undeniable resolve: "I will bear the sins, I will go to hell, as long as Shaolin shines and Buddhism spreads, I will die without regret!"

As Kuhe looked at his five junior brothers, tears welled up in his cloudy old eyes.

His lips trembled, his voice almost choked with sobs: "Why...why are you doing this! Shaolin is a place of purity. If you do such despicable things for the sake of so-called glory, is it still Shaolin? How is it any different from the Demonic Sect?"

He stood up abruptly, his wide cassock trembling, and his voice suddenly rose: "I would rather Shaolin decline, I would rather Shaolin close down, than see it stained with blood and filth!"

“Amitabha, you are all pillars of Shaolin, how can you say such things? This completely violates the principles of Shaolin Temple, goes against the Buddha’s teachings, and is a sin that violates the precepts.”

Beside Ku He, the head of the Discipline Hall, Ku Ming, and the head of the Medicine King Hall, Ku Ji, also wore expressions of deep sorrow.

Ku Ming's face turned ashen. As the head of the Disciplinary Hall, he had dedicated his life to upholding the precepts. Hearing the words of his fellow disciples, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He slammed his fist on the table and roared, “Outrageous! Utterly outrageous! You, as the chief monks, have actually come up with such a vicious scheme! You are utterly disappointing! A sin is a sin, a transgression is a transgression, and violating the precepts is breaking the rules. I do not agree to this!”

Ku Ji, though gentle by nature, couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: "Fellow disciples, although Li Mochou has made mistakes, her crimes don't warrant being brainwashed and controlled. Our Shaolin has always been compassionate; if we were to do such a thing, how would we be any different from those demons? Please think it over!"

Putting aside what Li Mochou did after being taken over by Song Yi, what wrong did Li Mochou, who had just emerged from seclusion and was only sixteen or seventeen years old, actually commit?

Her only mistake might be dating Lu Zhanyuan, which didn't even work out. What does Shaolin mean by this? Why is she being blamed?

I don't understand!

Unmoved by his earnestness, he slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present before finally settling on Abbot Kuhe's face. His voice was low yet firm:

“Abbot, I know you mean well, but I can bear this sin.”

"When Shaolin returns to its peak, I will atone for my sins with my death. Whether I go to the deepest hell or never be reincarnated, it will be my own fault."

"I only ask... I only ask that you grant my wish and let Shaolin regain its former glory."

"This is the only thing I've ever pursued in my life..."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and his forehead almost touched the ground.

Ku Zhi, Ku Hui, Ku Ye, and Ku Guo bowed simultaneously, their voices in unison like Buddhist chants: "We beg the abbot to grant our request; we are willing to go to hell!"

If you're willing to keep it, at least ask Miss Li if she's willing too!

Kuhe opened her mouth, and tears finally welled up in her eyes, slowly sliding down her wrinkled face.

He closed his eyes, his voice hoarse, like the rubbing of withered wood: "You... you've fallen into demonic possession..."

The meditation room was deathly silent.

Only those five bowing figures cast long shadows in the flickering candlelight.

So be it if I become a demon, as long as it can revive Shaolin, it's all worth it!

Just then—

Rumble!!!

A violent tremor, like an earth dragon turning over, suddenly spread throughout the entire Shaolin Temple!

The candlelight in the meditation room flickered violently, the teacup on the table tipped over, spilling tea all over the floor, the Buddhist characters hanging on the wall were crooked, and the wooden fish rolled to the ground, making a thumping sound.

The eight high monks changed color at the same time, and swayed but quickly regained their balance.

"What's going on?!" Kuzhi exclaimed in surprise, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Before they could figure out what was happening, an even more violent roar and shattering sound suddenly rang out!

The sound was so loud that it seemed as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting open, as if a hole had been cleaved open in Shaoshi Mountain!

Immediately following were the cries of alarm and screams from the Shaolin monks, rising and falling like a tide, carrying endless terror and despair.

"Amitabha!" Ku He's expression changed drastically, and he rushed out of the meditation room in a flash.

The other seven followed closely behind, their figures flashing out like streaks of light.

As they rushed out of the meditation room and onto the rocky platform to the side, the moment they looked out—

Everyone was stunned.

What a sight it was!

Under the moonlight, a figure in white robes floated in mid-air, her clothes fluttering, her long hair flowing like a waterfall, and her whole body radiating a faint glow, like a fairy from the moon palace descending to the mortal world.

But in her hand, she held a Buddhist pagoda.

The pagoda is six zhang tall, equivalent to five or six stories, and weighs over 100,000 jin. It is one of the iconic buildings of Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years and is called the Repentance Pagoda.

At this moment, the pagoda was floating in mid-air, controlled by the white-clad figure.

A force that distorts the air lifts the pagoda, suspending it in the air as if it were held in the hand of an invisible giant, giving everyone a sense of impending cataclysm.

"Amitabha..." Kuhe murmured a Buddhist chant, but his voice seemed to be blocked by something, and he could no longer speak.

Ku Xin was jolted, his pupils suddenly contracted, and disbelief instantly filled his resolute face.

“Li…Li Mochou?!” His voice trembled, his finger pointing at the white-clad figure, shaking like an autumn leaf in the wind. “How could this be…she…how could she…”

Yesterday, they captured Li Mochou and brought her back to Shaolin. At that time, although her martial arts skills were not weak, she was not even first-rate, far inferior to them.

At that time, I sincerely believed that the stories of Li Mochou killing Ouyang Ke with one sword and causing a celestial phenomenon to bring down heavy snow were just rumors.

The Tomb Fairy is nothing but a joke!

But now, she really seems to have become an immortal.

This is clearly a demon god descending to earth!

Before they could recover from their shock, the figure in white moved.

She waved her hand lightly, and the enormous pagoda swept across Shaolin Temple!

Rumbling--

Wherever the pagoda passed, everything was crushed!

Monks' quarters, Buddhist halls, meditation rooms... In front of the pagoda, which weighs over 100,000 jin and is enveloped by the suction power of the Absorption Technique, those buildings collapsed, shattered, and turned into ruins as if they were made of paper!

Stone fragments flew everywhere, dust billowed into the sky, and the monks' screams and cries mingled together, like a symphony of hell from the end of the world!

The white-clad figure commanded the pagoda with the ease of a child playing with building blocks, striking wherever the target was pointed, causing cataclysmic destruction!

"A demon...it's a demon!"

"May Buddha protect us!"

"Run! Run!"

The Shaolin monks cried out and scattered in all directions, but they could not escape the sight of the white-robed demon god.

Each time the pagoda swept across, dozens of monks were swept away and turned into a pile of minced meat.

She didn't specifically target people; she was only destroying buildings. But even the aftershocks from the dragon's passing were enough to turn ants out of sight into dust.

The masters stared in disbelief at the scene, a sight they had never even dreamed of. It was as if a demon had descended upon Shaolin Temple, and divine punishment had descended upon Shaoshi Mountain!

He knelt on the platform with great effort, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape, and his hands gripping the railing so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He watched as the Shaolin Temple's thousand-year-old foundation crumbled, and as the monks scattered and fled, only to meet their inevitable demise.

He abruptly closed his eyes, and two streams of murky tears slid down his cheeks.

"I am guilty...I am guilty..."

His voice was hoarse and trembling like a broken gong; his whole body was shaking, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

“It was me…it was me who brought this demon back to Shaolin…it was me who became greedy…it was me who wanted to use her to deal with Master Yideng and Tianlong Temple…it was my karma…it was me who brought the demon back to Shaolin…it was me…it was me who harmed Shaolin…”

He suddenly knelt down, his forehead slamming hard against the bluestone slab with a dull thud, once, twice, three times...

His forehead quickly bled, and blood streamed down his cheeks, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, only continuing to kowtow and wail.

"I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

Ku Zhi, Ku Hui, Ku Ye, and Ku Guo also knelt down, their faces filled with despair and regret.

Kuzhi's head drooped, his voice choked with sobs: "It was I who supported Kuxin's painstaking plan, and together we brought back the demon... I deserve to die..."

Ku Hui clasped his hands together, but they trembled so much that he could barely close them.

"I thought this was for the good of Shaolin... I thought that as long as Shaolin was glorious, all sins could be borne... But I was wrong... I was terribly wrong..."