He responded affirmatively,
"Yes."
After responding, he added,
"Does the benefactor know about Snake-man Village?"
Su Yan nodded her head,
"If you want to see Snake-man Village, just head straight west."
She relayed the words from "Demon King Descending" to him.
Hua Qing lowered his head, looking at her without speaking for a long mont.
His dark eyes gazed at her, as if trying to see through her.
Su Yan blinked,
"What’s wrong?"
Hua Qing parted his thin lips,
"The benefactor is very beautiful."
After listening for a mont, Su Yan nodded seriously,
"I know I’m good-looking."
Her composed deanor made Hua Qing look up and laugh out loud.
Hua Qing did not speak again and continued to carry Su Yan forward.
The phrase his benefactor had just spoken was a hint given to him in that Secret Manual.
Everyone knows that Snake-man Village resides where the sun sets.
Yet, no one knows how to enter Snake-man Village.
He had lived here for so ti and had scoured through books.
Not a single book had ntioned a way to enter Snake-man Village.
Yet, she knew.
When she spoke, there was no hesitation, only certainty.
It seed that his benefactor knew a lot.
Thinking this, they continued gradually heading west.
...
How to enter Snake-man Village?
Following the setting sun westward, focused on reaching Snake-man Village.
Just keep going, and when the sun sets, Snake-man Village appears.
Mysterious indeed.
That’s exactly how "Demon King Descending" described it.
They were pitied by the gods... probably related to that Holy Artifact.
At the mont Hua Qing carried Su Yan, leisurely travelling westward.
In the distance, a monk dressed in a Kasaya, holding a bowl in one hand and a Zen Stick in the other, walked towards them barefoot, step by step.
Ding-a-ling, the Zen Stick swayed, making noise.
In this barren area of Xisha.
The appearance of a monk was indeed surprising.
The monk walked towards the two of them.
The monk’s eyes were fixed on Hua Qing.
Until there was only a step between them.
he stopped.
With a smiling face, Hua Qing slowly spoke,
"Monk, you are in the way."
The monk seed to intentionally stand in front of Hua Qing.
Because if they had followed their original path, they would have been far apart and not bumped into each other.
The monk looked at Hua Qing a bit dazzled.
After a long ti, he closed his eyes,
"Amitabha, benefactor, turning back is the shore."
With a shallow smile and lowered eyes, Hua Qing replied,
"Where is the shore? Why should I turn back?"
His voice lazy, in stark contrast to the solemn tone of the monk.
The monk shook his head, still reciting Amitabha,
"Benefactor, your obsession is too deep, leading to madness. If you continue stubbornly, it may lead to disaster."
Su Yan couldn’t help but glance at the monk.
His gaze was not bad.
Hua Qing noticed Su Yan’s action.
He raised his eyelids, his gaze deep and t the monk’s,
"What are you talking about? I don’t understand."
Hua Qing simply didn’t pick up the cue, feeling the monk’s babble was annoying.
The monk continued to chant,
"If the benefactor continues to be deluded, it could lead to catastrophe for all living beings. Please consider the common folks."
With a smile still on his lips, Hua Qing said,
"Babble any further, and I’ll pull out your tongue."
A sinister aura emanated from him.
One representing dark eeriness, the other representing bright sanctity.
Comparing carefully, the monk appeared weaker.
Su Yan watched, thinking to herself, not interrupting.
In her mind, Xiao Hua’s voice rang out,
"Ding-dong, a random copy triggered, this master will play a significant role in saving the world in the future. Please protect our personnel, Host."
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