The Little Earth Immortal froze in place, maintaining a poised stance, not daring to move an inch.
In despair, he closed his eyes and began drafting a will in his mind as he saw no escape.
Yet after drafting for a while, he sadly realized the fact that he was a pauper.
Aside from the bundle picked from the lon field, all his possessions amounted to just this pair of suspenders.
'Suspenders for Zhang Ze, underwear for the Jade Book Tower, buttons for Half a Star Disc.'
After completing the distribution of his ager assets, the impoverished Little Earth Immortal sighed in his heart.
'Alas, this immortal's great endeavors remain incomplete, now to fall in this place. In another life, I shall avenge this mont.'
'Pity for Zhang Ze too, losing a perfect rival. His remaining life might be spent in loneliness due to my absence—so sad, so lantable…'
'I… hey, why hasn't that Demon Monk made a move?'
The hardest part of waiting for death is when it takes too long, for the atmosphere fades over ti.
The Little Earth Immortal waited a long ti but never felt the Black Buddha's ominous hand refining him, causing a surge of unease within him, suddenly finding a continued existence rather appealing.
Best keep these comfy suspenders for myself.
Slightly bold, he squinted his eyes open and peered towards the cliff below.
He realized the little monk hadn't seed to notice him just before.
"Co out. You've followed for so long; is there sothing you need?"
The little monk softly spoke to the forest in front of him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Miemie erged from behind an ancient tree. She did not answer the little monk's question but looked at the Black Buddha apparition behind him.
That thing was very dangerous.
Moreover, the monk's current state seed peculiar. He…
Miemie couldn't quite describe it, but she was a hundred percent sure this little monk was the sa as the one in the auction earlier.
His Divine Soul had undergone no changes, showing no signs of external control.
His actions were genuine yet paradoxically opposite to how he behaved in the auction.
Miemie's expression didn't change, she cleared her throat, "I was just passing by, but I happen to have sothing to ask you, Master. Could you clarify sothing for , I…"
Before Miemie could finish, the little monk shook his head, "I cannot."
Miemie, "?"
No ti to think, Miemie vanished and reappeared at a distance, leaving a giant Buddha's Hand Seal where she just stood.
Looking back at the little monk, Miemie found he had integrated with the Black Buddha, sitting cross-legged in the Qi Sea of the Black Buddha's Dantian.
With low-hanging brows and a dignified deanor, yet increasingly eerie under the shadow of the Black Buddha.
Miemie, observing this increasingly sinister little monk, stepped back, planning to flee.
She was rely curious to find out who Zhang Ze was, having no interest in cleaning up the Buddhist Sect's ss.
Zhang Ze could have whoever he wanted, she was out of here.
But as she turned to leave, a voice echoed in her ear.
It's 'Old One.'
[Mission: Exorcism]
[Mission Target, defeat the bald one]
[Mission difficulty too high, searching for evacuation route, route confird.]
[Exorcism mission forcibly accepted]
[Separation service forcibly administered]
[Due to insufficient points, to ensure mission success, Didi doppelganger service initiated]
[Prepare yourself, the assistant will comnce after the beep]
[All remaining points will be automatically allocated]
[Excess will not be returned, a widely unfair deal]
[You owe seven thousand]
[Beep~ mission comnced]
"Damn it..."
The Old One's manipulation amazed Miemie, and before she could protest, she lost control over her body, exactly like when she once entered the Little Earth Immortal's body.
She was possessed by 'Old One.'
Her remaining points were automatically allocated, and Miemie's aura began to rise until she reached her limit.
Now, Miemie was as emotionless as a machine.
Precise, goal-oriented.
Two Flying Swords appeared in Miemie's hands as she evaded the again appearing Buddha's Hand Seal, slashing towards the Black Buddha from behind.
"Oh, interesting," murmured the little monk with closed eyes and a subtle smile.
Before the Flying Swords descended, the little monk himself smashed apart the Dharma Wheel's outermost circle.
As the Dharma Wheel shattered, one of the three heads behind the Black Buddha opened its eyes and let out a lion's roar at Miemie.
In the first round, the Black Buddha lost a Dharma Wheel, and Miemie lost an arm and two Flying Swords.
[One Flying Sword costs 500 points]
[Points deducted, -1200]
"Damn you, can't you do math? And can you be steadier? If you can't, let handle it myself!"
Miemie, trapped in her own body, witnessed the 'Old One' manipulating her like this, squandering her points, her heart bleeding.
Using what wasn't his, he felt no pain, it seed.
The 'Old One' ignored Miemie altogether, continuing to steer her body towards the Black Buddha.
This ti, it summoned ten Flying Swords.
[Points deducted, -6000]
It controlled Miemie's form, moving unpredictably, appearing and disappearing, surrounded by sword light like rain.
A display of Sect Master's Mighty.
Waves of Sword Qi cleaved the surrounding ancient trees, their broken remains absorbed by the Black Buddha as sustenance.
A vortex ford, with them at its center, devouring this forest.
Though losing an arm, with increasing mastery of Miemie's body, the 'Old One' gradually gained the upper hand.
However, the Black Buddha showed signs of fatigue, its movents slowing, and the little monk began bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his breath growing heavier.
Finally, the little monk exposed a weakness.
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