Chapter 2269

Ning Shu smiled. Hui Ji was right; she indeed viewed the world as hell. People struggled so much in this hell that they’d offer up their souls to escape their fate.

Who would offer up their soul if they were living happily? Only the miserable would even think about exchanging their most valuable possession.

“What if I can’t let go? The laws of the heavens are unfair. The only way to stop killing is to kill. To control violence, we must use violence,” Ning Shu told the young monk.

Hui Ji chanted Amitabha and said, “The heavens’ laws are clear. Everyone has a destiny, and we follow this path to the end of our lives.”

“I see. Then is your heavens-set destiny to be a monk?” Ning Shu stared at the little monk.

As Ning Shu and Hui Ji bantered, Zhao Bo directly dismissed everyone. “Since you don’t want to fight against the demonic sect, you should leave.”

Zhao Bo drove away these people straightforwardly.

However, they were unwilling to be driven away. After all, they had yet to get the Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts they desired.

The renowned righteous sects thus stationed themselves near the Zhao Clan Stronghold. They believed very staunchly that the Zhao Clan Stronghold possessed the manual.

Zhao Bo was so angry he nearly had a stroke. He wanted to rely on these people to attack the demonic sect, but he got embroiled in internal strife over a book instead.

Zhao Bo put his hands behind his back and squeezed them. He wanted to practice the Guiyuan Sacred Martial Arts as soon as possible.

Only then could he intimidate these mindless fools.

Meanwhile, Ning Shu was still discussing fate with the young monk Hui Ji.

After some time, Ning Shu was sure that this young little novice monk had realized that someone had attempted a fraud.

That was why they wanted to leave Zhao Clan Stronghold.

“Little monk, your master truly gave you a fitting name. However, don’t you know that those who are too smart will get hurt?” Ning Shu said with a twitching mouth. (Note: The characters Hui Ji mean extreme intelligence.)

“Amitabha.” The young monk Hui Ji saluted using a Buddhist mudra. “Thank you, Benefactor, for your praise.”

“Then this novice monk and his senior brothers are leaving,” Hui Ji said.

“Little monk, didn’t you promise my uncle to help attack the demonic sect? Monks shouldn’t lie.” Ning Shu stared sharply at Hui Ji.

“Benefactor Zhao has already told everyone to leave the Zhao Clan Stronghold. Therefore, this cannot count as this novice monk telling a lie,” Hui Ji said neither humbly nor overbearingly.

The corner of Ning Shu’s mouth twitched. Cheeky brat.

“Sooner or later, the demons in Benefactor’s heart will harm Benefactor,” Hui Ji warned again.

Ning Shu responded indifferently, “Little monk, you keep telling me that I have demons in my heart. What demons do I have?”

“You have strong tendencies for evil, a heavy heart, a heavy soul, and the burden of many murders,” Hui Ji said.

“You are right. You are looking for eternal life in a bright world, but I am only looking for a bit of light in a dark world. While you live in paradise, I live in hell. We see everything differently.”

Ning Shu looked at her hands. They were already stained with blood, but what did that matter?

“Amitabha, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has even descended to hell to spread the teachings of Buddha. This has nothing to do with where a person resides,” Monk Hui Ji retorted.

“Young Master Hui Ji, my master would like to invite you to see him,” a disciple of the Zhao Clan Stronghold came over and said to Hui Ji.

“Very well.” Hui Ji followed the disciple away.

Ning Shu squinted her eyes. What was Zhao Bo looking for Hui Ji for?

“Who exactly is that little monk?” Ning Shu asked a disciple of Zhao Clan Stronghold.

“Young Master Hui Ji is someone with a profound understanding of Buddhism. He is a high-level master. He has the largest foundation of wisdom in the Illusory Temple in the past 100 years.”

A profound understanding of Buddhism? Wasn’t it just reading one or two more books and saying some confusing things?

“Young Master Hui Ji can also anatomize martial arts techniques.”

Ning Shu: Fuck…

Hui Ji must’ve seen through her forged rare book.

Translator: Take

Editor: Ran

Translator: Kaho