Fairy, please don't do this!

Wrapped in sheer, icy grey stockings, her five delicate, lustrous toes were like carved white jade.

Perhaps due to the constant exposure to the Buddha's light, her toenails were lustrous and translucent, as clear as glass, with a faint flow of Buddha's light, like blooming lotus petals, breathtakingly beautiful.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire stiffened slightly, but did not struggle, letting him hold her jade feet in his hands and play with them: "Then it is because this servant's cultivation is insufficient, and I cannot save my master."

"That Bodhisattva will probably have to expend a lot of energy!"

"After all, I am not pure in my six senses and have all the five poisons."

Gu Jinchao clenched her fingers, feeling the cool, silky smoothness of the ice silk stockings and the soft, delicate skin of her jade-like feet.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire slightly curled her toes, tugging at the hem of her thin, sheer socks, but her expression remained calm: "Constant dripping wears away a stone; if one day cannot convert her, then a month will suffice!"

"If one month isn't enough, then a year will do, and so on... Eventually, one day, the master will be able to purify his six senses and eliminate all five poisons!"

"Then let's begin today!"

Gu Jinzhao grinned and pressed down on him.

……

Amidst clouds, mist, mountains, and seas, within the Luo Family Ancestral Temple.

Luo Changtian passed through numerous restrictions and finally stopped in front of a stone wall.

He raised his hand to form a hand seal, and the stone wall silently slid open, revealing a dark staircase extending downwards.

The pale blue fluorite embedded in the stone walls on both sides shimmered with a cold light, and a rotten smell permeated the air.

Luo Changtian walked slowly up the steps, taking the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, until the view suddenly opened up before him.

This is a huge underground stone chamber with a high dome and walls covered with mysterious and obscure blood-red array patterns, which eventually converge on the black altar in the center of the chamber.

As far as the eye could see, an old woman, withered and emaciated, sat cross-legged.

She wore a large green robe, her body so thin that she was just skin and bones, like a skeleton covered in human skin.

Luo Changtian stopped three steps away from the altar and bowed, saying, "Changtian greets the Ancestor."

The old woman slowly raised her head, opened her deep-set eyes, and moved her dry lips: "Are there any outstanding talents in this family disciple competition?"

Luo Changtian dared not be negligent and bowed his head to report: "Reporting to the Ancestor, there are 572 disciples under the age of 30 participating in this competition."

"Among the more outstanding disciples is Luo Qingyang, who is fifteen years old and at the late stage of the ninth rank."

"Luo Qingshuang, seventeen years old, ninth rank perfected."

"Luo Mingxuan, twenty years old, early stage of the eighth rank, has already begun to grasp the basics of the Luo Qian Sword Manual..."

He rattled off seven or eight names in a row, detailing their ages, cultivation levels, and the degree to which they had mastered their family's sword techniques.

On the altar, Luo Huan shook her head: "They are all mediocre people. Even if they can withstand the power of the Reincarnation Array, their future achievements will be limited."

Luo Changtian fell silent!

After a long silence, he spoke again: "There is another person, named Luo Ling'er, who is my daughter with a maid."

"Now at the age of ten, his cultivation has already reached the eighth rank, and his performance in the competition over the past two days has been extremely impressive."

"Not only did he master the Luoqian Sword Technique to a minor level, but he also defeated his enemies with a single sword strike in every fight."

"Oh?" A fierce rage suddenly erupted in Luo Huan's eyes, and the temperature in the entire stone chamber seemed to drop several degrees. "Such a promising talent, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Luo Changtian sighed: "Because she was born with the Xuan Yin Cha Body."

Luo Huan frowned: "The Xuan Yin Cha Body? That kind of incurable body that is inevitably corroded by cold poison and cannot live past the age of ten?"

"That's the constitution I have!"

Luo Changtian said in a deep voice, "Logically speaking, she shouldn't be alive now, let alone have such cultivation at such an age?"

Luo Huan seemed intrigued: "Has anyone investigated what exactly happened?"

Luo Changtian nodded slightly: "I asked the Fourth Elder to inquire, and Ling'er said that when the cold poison flared up before, a powerful figure named 'Fire Virtue True Lord' happened to pass by the Luo family and saved her life."

"Perhaps out of compassion, he would help to alleviate the symptoms whenever the cold poison flared up."

"In order to enable Ling'er to cope with the cold poison, he personally taught her Taoist techniques and led her onto the path of cultivation."

"That's how Ling'er survived and gained her current cultivation level."

He paused here, then continued, "The Fourth Elder also inquired about the specific cultivation level of this Fire Virtue True Monarch."

"Ling'er couldn't see the depth of the matter, only that when she was teaching her cultivation, she could easily tear apart the void."

Luo Huan narrowed her eyes slightly, her withered fingers gently tapping her knee: "She can tear through the void with ease, her cultivation is at least at the second rank of the Dao Seeking Realm."

"When did a terrifyingly powerful figure named True Lord Huode appear in the Cloud and Mist Mountains and Seas?"

Luo Changtian slowly said, "I also sent people to investigate, but I have never heard of such a powerful person."

The clouds, mist, mountains, and seas are not actually that big.

Given the strength and resources of the Luo family, it wouldn't be too difficult for them to obtain specific information about a second-grade Dao Seeking Realm cultivator.

But now, no clues have been found, which is really strange.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Huan suddenly asked, "Have you investigated Luo Ling'er's mother?"

Luo Changtian recounted everything he knew in detail: "His mother came from the Gong family, a family that was once famous for sword making, but later gradually declined."

"Does the Ancestor mean that this Fire Virtue True Lord might be the surviving ancestor of the Gong family?"

Luo Huan said calmly, "Even if he is not the patriarch of the Gong family, he still has a very deep connection with the Gong family. Otherwise, why would he help a girl who is about to die?"

Luo Changtian raised his eyes and asked, "Then what does the ancestor mean?"

Instead of answering, Luo Huan asked, "Does Luo Ling'er have a chance to win the championship?"

"Very likely!"

"Just make sure she wins the championship and enters the ancestral temple; don't worry about anything else."

"Yes!"

Luo Changtian bowed in agreement, then bowed again before turning and leaving along the way he had come...

Chapter 474, The Buddhist Maiden Breaks In, the Bodhisattva Collapses (3K)

Sizzle—Boom—

The rain poured down, the wind howled, and terrifying streaks of purplish-black lightning tore through the clouds and ripped through the sky, causing the entire world to flicker between light and darkness.

Inside the small building shrouded in rain, the female bodhisattva, who should have been holy and solemn, was lying supine on the cold stone table.

Her flawless face was tinged with an inappropriate, alluring blush, and her brows exuded a captivating charm.

The thin, sheer monk's robe slipped down to her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and her full, snowy breasts wrapped in a plain white bodice.

Her mature and voluptuous body trembled slightly, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye swayed. Her beautiful eyes, which shimmered with a glassy luster, were suddenly shrouded in a layer of misty tears.

Gu Jinzhao wrapped his left arm around her slender waist and held her warm, fragrant foot with his right hand. He leaned down slightly and looked at her: "This kind of Bodhisattva doesn't seem like a Bodhisattva who saves all living beings. Instead, she looks like a sad and beautiful woman."

As the Bodhisattva of Desire parted her red lips slightly, she exhaled a warm and refreshing fragrance: "Bodhisattva appearance, sentient being appearance, are all illusions."

"The sorrow and beauty that the master sees... are merely manifestations of his thoughts!"

"What is the Bodhisattva's state of mind at this moment?"

Gu Jinzhao chuckled softly, his right hand sliding from the sole of the gray silk lotus to the soft crook of her leg, then gently lifting it and hooking it onto his arm.

The Bodhisattva of Desire blushed, her breathing becoming extremely disordered: "Emptiness...appearance!"

Gu Jinzhao buried his head in the swan-like snow neck, inhaling the rich and refreshing fragrance, and kissing the delicate skin: "So, is the Bodhisattva denying the sorrowful posture she has shown?"

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form; so too are sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness..."

"What the master sees is sorrow, but the humble monk's heart is emptiness!"

"Form and emptiness are not two, so where does sorrow come from?"

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire did not stop him; instead, she opened her arms and took the initiative to embrace his waist.

"The Buddha's teachings are indeed profound!"

Gu Jinzhao met those beautiful eyes, which were somewhat dreamy but still calm, and a smile appeared on his face.

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire is one of the four great Bodhisattvas of Zen Buddhism. If one were to conquer her so easily and take her as a female slave, it would be a disgrace to her title.

And naturally, he didn't want it to end so quickly!

After all, the bet has only just begun.

If even the process of making her fall for him is incredibly smooth, then it's meaningless.

Of course, Gu Jinchao had no intention of losing the bet.

Although the Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire understood the meaning of emptiness and form, he ultimately only remained at a superficial level of understanding and had never truly experienced it!

To win, you have to let her experience all the emotions and desires of the world, and let her struggle and rise and fall in the trials and tribulations of love.

Thinking of this, Gu Jinzhao's smile deepened, and he suddenly hugged her soft waist tightly, picking her up in his arms.

"The concept of emptiness and form is not something that can be simply spoken of; one must experience the world to truly understand it."

The Bodhisattva of Delightful Desire stiffened slightly, and subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, her long eyelashes trembling gently, her beauty breathtaking.

"This servant...thanks to my master for his help!"

For her, falling into the hands of this demon meant she was destined to be plunged into the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world, her body and mind stained with filth, and to experience all the seven emotions and six desires.

This is a calamity, but also a matter of fate!

If one can overcome this obstacle, one will surely attain profound enlightenment and understand the true meaning of emptiness and form.

So, she thanked him!

"This is just the beginning. It's not too late to thank me after the Bodhisattva has truly crossed the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world!"

Gu Jinzhao held her and sat on the mahogany bench behind him, leaning against the railing.

Rainwater falls from the eaves of the small house, and because it is so continuous and dense, it has formed a clear, mirror-like curtain of water.

The Bodhisattva of Delight pressed her soft, plump buttocks against his legs, squeezing the hem of her silk skirt into a rounded, peach-like shape.

A pair of long, slender, fair legs in grey silk stockings were pressed against the bench. The soft, fleshy calves appeared even more firm and full under the tight silk stockings, and the two delicate, rosy soles of her feet were facing upwards and slightly curled up.

Her pearly toes, shimmering with a glassy luster, were faintly visible, pressed tightly against the thin, sheer stockings, making them incredibly alluring.

Gu Jinchao gazed at her flawless, rosy face and said meaningfully, "The Bodhisattva once said that the sorrow and allure I saw were delusions. Why don't you see for yourself whether this is true?"

Upon hearing this, the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire looked at herself in the water curtain.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were alluring, and her neck and collarbone were covered with clear hickeys.

Her once-piled black hair had fallen loose, cascading down her cheeks and draping over her towering, majestic face, forming an arch.

A few strands were smeared into her luscious, moist red lips, making her look alluring and seductive.

Gu Jinzhao stroked the gray silk thigh with his palm, feeling its smooth and delicate texture: "Do you see that?"

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire raised her head slightly, her eyes trembling, and an unusual ripple stirred in her calm heart: "Indeed, as the master said... she does not seem like a Bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings, but rather a sorrowful and beautiful woman."

"But does that mean that I have already entered the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world and become just one of the masses?"

"How can one transcend the mortal world without ever having entered it?"

In her words, she saw her reflection in the water curtain in her heart, overlapping and tearing apart the image of the compassionate Bodhisattva who used to sit serenely on a lotus throne, smiling with a flower in hand.

Gu Jinzhao nodded slightly and raised his hand to grasp the full moon: "The Bodhisattva is right, but entering the mortal world is easy, leaving it is difficult!"

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire leaned back slightly, resting against the edge of the stone table behind her. Her beautiful hair swayed gently in the wind, exuding a faint fragrance. "If I cannot escape the mortal world, then my cultivation is insufficient, and I shall be forever trapped in the mortal world!"

Gu Jinzhao straightened up and couldn't help but admire, "The Bodhisattva is truly a woman of pure and clear mind!"

"If we weren't on different sides and had different ideologies, I would have wanted to recruit you for myself!"

The Bodhisattva of Delightful Desire still had her slender hands around his neck, her pearly teeth gently biting her lower lip, and she remained silent.

Gu Jinzhao placed his hands on her soft waist, helping her to slowly sit up: "Since the Bodhisattva wants to enter the mortal world to comprehend the Buddha's teachings, she shouldn't rely on my help!"

The Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire's expression grew increasingly dreamlike, and her melodious voice, as sweet as the clash of ice and jade, trembled slightly: "What...do you mean by this?"

Gu Jinzhao reached out and pulled her into his arms, leaning lazily against the mahogany railing, and said gently, "What I mean is, let the Bodhisattva do it herself!"

Why did he propose the bet?