Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin As the Buddhist Aura spilled everywhere, a mountain of a Buddha appeared. He was wrapped in a golden aura of sanctity, a picture of reverence akin to the ancient Buddha of old. What followed was a surge of unstoppable power meant to deliver all living things from suffering. Jian Qian had gone so far down the path of Buddhism that he could unleash a near-representation of a real Buddha. Flood Dragon Hei’s eyes shook. “What incredible power! How did this monk do it?” Chen Changan watched with a critical eye, listening to the ancient Buddhist scriptures being recited. Hei couldn’t make sense of them, only feeling restless and uneasy. He cried just then, wallowing in despair and regret. “Senior, my sins weigh heavy on my heart, and only death may absolve me.” Chen Changan flinched. “Come again?” [The blondie didn’t even twitch, and you’re already happy to die?] Hei looked like a sinner back on the straight and narrow. His black scales shone under the Buddhist Aura, making even Chen Changan feel the yearning for death from him. [Well, that’s not good. [What the hell did that blondie do?] Jian Qian shouted, “Fiend, admit your sins!” Chen Changan’s heart raced from the chanting as well, cursing inside. “Your Mother!” Jian Qian gapped, shocked at how the youth showed no reaction. He sneered, “Benefactor, you and this fiend have heavy sins. Just lay down your arms and embrace enlightenment.” Chen Changan cackled, “Ha-ha-ha, and how am I supposed to become a Buddha?” (Tamon: Buddha is a title, meaning The Enlightened One.) Bloodthirst shone in Jian Qian’s eyes. “To gain enlightenment, all benefactor has to do is go to the Land of Bliss. Allow me to send you on your journey!” (Tamon: The Land of Bliss is more or less Buddhist Heaven.) The chanting grew in strength, giving the impression that the world had turned into a Buddha as well. Hei was so overcome with the yearning of death that Jian Qian didn’t even need to do it himself; he was more than willing to end his own life. [This guy’s a Demon Monk, getting a Demon Emperor ready to lay down his life after some chanting.] As for Chen Changan, his ears rumbled with the incessant Buddhist chanting, his heart beating wildly with unrest. His eyes grew heavy, not yet ready to just up and die. “Jian Qian, people themselves are responsible for their own bliss and misfortune, not someone else. The consequences of good and evil stick to them like shadows.” He made sure to ramp up the Immortal Solution as he preached. The Heavens were trailed by a glowing river of stars, like a Dragon crossing the skies. The starlight overcame the Buddhist Aura and subdued the loud chanting down to a murmur. Chen Changan’s eyes shone. [Immortal Solutions work outside the Absolute Domain.] Jian Qian winced. “Words of Dao!” Chen Changan was no nobody, that he knew, but this revelation that the youth in white could use the words of Dao was beyond his expectations. Flood Dragon Hei’s desire to give his life reached the pinnacle, ready to act on it. Chen Changan patted his head, using Immortal Solution. “You make your own fate; manifestations come from the heart. As everything in the world is a manifestation, when the mind is tranquil, so is everything. When the mind is stable, so is everything. Cultivation is cruel, going against the will of Heaven. As one strives to be Immortal, every step is laden with sin. But if the mind is tranquil, regret takes no hold. Awaken!” The world rumbled with the power of Dao, like a huge bell being rung. Flood Dragon Hei woke up like being dumped in icy water, the yearning for death washing away from him. “Senior…” Hei shuddered in fear, realizing how close he was to ending himself after a bit of chanting. [I owe Senior my life.] Turning to Jian Qian, Hei no longer underestimated the Nascent Soul monk. [He’s no monk, but a Demon using witchcraft to drive me to suicide.]