"Zhang Bin, I know you possess remarkable Divine Skills and must be aware of the Buddhist Techniques. Please impart them to . I will practice them in the underworld. I don’t want to beco a demon when I get there," Hanbing Yun said, tears brimming in her eyes.
Tutu, search for Buddhist Techniques from Earth...
Zhang Bin silently gave the order. He really couldn’t refuse such a request from a dying Hanbing Yun.
Soon, Tutu found the information. Buddhist Techniques, which advocate for goodness, are widely circulated online and easily found. However, these were obviously very basic versions. Truly advanced techniques could only be learned by studying at a Buddhist Sect.
Therefore, Zhang Bin hesitated and said, "The Buddhist Techniques I know are very simple and aren’t very useful."
"Does this an I’m fated to beco a demon? Even after death, I can’t escape? Will I end up as a blood-drinking, flesh-eating demon in Hell? I don’t want to..." Hanbing Yun cried out in sorrow and despair.
"In truth, there’s no such thing as Hell in this world. When a person dies, it’s like a lamp being extinguished. Don’t worry too much about it," Zhang Bin said indifferently.
"No, no, no! There is a Hell, and there is a Heaven. They truly exist!" Hanbing Yun argued. "Bodhidharma and Laozi breached the Void and went to the Immortal Realm—that’s what we call Heaven. And if there is a Heaven, then naturally, there must be a Hell."
"Uh..." Zhang Bin rubbed his forehead, powerless to refute her, as it was an unprovable argunt. After a mont’s hesitation, he said, "Then I will impart to you a miraculous Cultivation thod from my Supre Pure Gate. It specializes in cultivating spiritual power and can even help you develop new Special Abilities. This thod is definitely superior to even the top-tier techniques of the Buddhist Sect. So, once you are in Hell, as long as you cultivate diligently, you won’t beco a demon."
Having said that, he truly imparted the Pure Heart Mystique to Hanbing Yun, even drawing the visualization pattern for her with a brush. With his current Grandmaster Level drawing abilities, he could naturally replicate it perfectly, without the slightest difference.
Instead of fleeing, Hanbing Yun simply gazed at the exquisite Portrait of Beauties with an intoxicated and infatuated expression, murmuring, "Zhang Bin, it turns out you’re also a peerless grandmaster painter, on par with Lin Lanting. I regret it now. If I hadn’t been so domineering back then and had asked you for help instead, perhaps I wouldn’t have t such a fate today."
That was indeed the case. If she hadn’t resorted to forceful tactics back then, and if Zhang Bin hadn’t known how terrifying the Genetically Enhanced Humans were, he surely would have helped her. He would have imparted the Pure Heart Mystique to her, and after half a year of arduous Cultivation, her spiritual power might have reached great heights, preventing her from becoming a demon. And if she wasn’t fated to beco a demon, Zhang Bin absolutely wouldn’t have killed her; he might even have protected her.
"There is no dicine for regret in this world," Zhang Bin said coldly. "Do you have any last words?"
"After I kill myself, I’ll need a coffin. I want this painting as a burial item. Can you do that for ?" Hanbing Yun asked.
"Alright," Zhang Bin nodded.
"I have one more last wish, and that is to die happily." A faint blush appeared on Hanbing Yun’s beautiful face. "Give a kiss and let die in your arms..."
Without waiting for his response, she carried a fragrant scent as she nestled into his embrace, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stood on her tiptoes.
Zhang Bin hesitated, trying to avoid it, but it was too late.
Suddenly, Zhang Bin felt his tongue go numb, and he found himself completely paralyzed. A black mist instantly clouded his face as numbness spread throughout his entire body.
"You... you... you ambushed ?" Zhang Bin’s voice was filled with fear and anger.
"Heh heh heh..." Hanbing Yun continued to hold Zhang Bin tightly, letting out a seductive laugh as she spat out a shimring blue poison needle. "This is a Deadly Poison I developed. A single prick can kill an elephant. Even a cultivator at the Golden Core Realm or Nascent Soul Realm couldn’t resist it. This poison needle was originally ant for Sandra. But unexpectedly, the trap I laid didn’t kill you. Instead, you killed both Sandra and Jack. So, this needle can only be used on you. Do you believe now? Do you believe I’m not a wicked woman? I released Sandra not to destroy humanity, but only to deal with you."
"I believe you. It turns out you’re not as wicked as I thought," Zhang Bin said, his voice fragnted. His face turned a deep ashen color, as if he were about to breathe his last.
"Zhang Bin, even though you’ve caused so much suffering, it was only after the Genetically Enhanced Human catastrophe broke out that I truly resolved to kill you for revenge. And the mont General Song announced the execution of all female Genetically Enhanced Humans, I broke down. I knew I had no way out; it would be nearly impossible to escape the underground base.
"So, I beca even more determined to kill you. I released Sandra without hesitation. My plan was to kill you, have Sandra help escape, and then kill her with the poison needle. Then I’d find a way to avoid becoming a demon. If I lost control, I would kill myself before losing my sanity," Hanbing Yun said. "Now, you’ve gotten out of the underground base, and no one knows I’m a Genetically Enhanced Human. Everyone thinks I’m dead. Plus, you taught the Pure Heart Mystique. My hatred for you has diminished greatly, and I really don’t want to kill you. But since you’re so set on killing , I have no choice. I’m sorry," she said sorrowfully. "If you have any last words, just say them. I promise I’ll fulfill them."
"I... I have to ask you... that woman in black who tried to assassinate ... it really wasn’t you who sent her?" Zhang Bin asked with great difficulty, looking as if he were on the brink of death.
"It really wasn’t . Don’t worry, I will avenge you. I’ll find that woman in black and kill her," Hanbing Yun promised.
"Thank you," Zhang Bin said. His head then lolled to one side. He stopped breathing and beca a corpse.
"Zhang Bin... I’m sorry." Hanbing Yun’s voice choked with sobs as large tears fell onto Zhang Bin’s face.
But she quickly dried her tears and started to dig a hole, murmuring to herself, "This is the place you chose for yourself. May you rest in peace."
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