Chapter 776: The Past of Fan Xiu

Seeing Ye Lin, Fan Xin felt her anger rising from nowhere.

That guy's mouth was truly infuriating!

She even began to doubt how the golden light of merit on Ye Lin's body had come to be!

"What kind of noble person are you?" Fan Xin asked through gritted teeth.

A noble person? A "noble" piece of trash, more like!

"Am I not your noble person?"

Ye Lin smiled faintly.

"The Buddhist path emphasizes cause and effect. You could not control your own emotions; that is the cause. Those few people were accidentally injured by you; that is the effect! Because you could not control your emotions and injured others, this was a tribulation you were meant to endure!"

"But I stepped in and helped you resolve this tribulation, so how am I not a noble person on your path of cultivation?"

Ye Lin spoke with conviction, sounding perfectly righteous.

As for why Fan Xin couldn't control her emotions? Let's not worry about such trivial matters for now.

Fan Xin was stunned by Ye Lin's words. After standing there blankly in thought for a while, she suddenly made a move Ye Lin had never expected.

Fan Xin took half a step back, then slowly knelt down toward Ye Lin.

But it didn't end there; Fan Xin prostrated herself, performing a grand kowtow to Ye Lin, even getting dust on her fair forehead.

"No, no, little sister, what are you doing?"

This time, even Ye Lin was dumbfounded, yet Fan Xin's clear, dark eyes were filled with incomparable resolve.

"You are right. No matter how external factors affect me, I should not lose control. The Buddha says all things are empty; my loss of emotional control only shows that my cultivation is not yet sufficient."

"Thank you. You helped me resolve this tribulation. To me, you are a Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and the afflicted. You are worthy of this bow from Fan Xin."

"Please do not call me Master from now on; just call me Fan Xin. The capable come first. Although you started later, your insight into the Buddhist Dharma is already above Fan Xin's!"

Ye Lin raised his hand with a strange expression and rubbed his bald head.

This was the first time he had successfully swindled someone so smoothly.

When swindling others, he usually had to swear a Dao oath at the very least. Swindling this little nun without even needing a Dao oath meant she was just too naive.

It was fortunate she had met him; if she had met someone else, they might have had a change of heart and felt too embarrassed to keep swindling her.

"As the saying goes, a drop of water in need should be repaid with a gushing spring. Since I helped you resolve your tribulation, don't you owe me a favor?" Ye Lin coaxed her step by step.

After pondering for a while, Fan Xin slowly nodded.

Ye Lin was overjoyed and continued.

"In that case, I don't need any other reward. Just tell me about Fan Xiu!"

Fan Xin opened her mouth, then quickly pressed her lips together, a look of hesitation appearing in her eyes.

Ye Lin was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

After hesitating for a long while, Fan Xin finally spoke.

"I can tell you everything I know, but once you know everything about the name Fan Xiu, you must return to Flying Immortal Temple with me! This involves the secrets of Flying Immortal Temple!"

"No problem. I swear a Dao oath: if I don't return to Flying Immortal Temple with you after hearing it, let me transmigrate and become Aili—not Elysia, but that yellow-haired Aili!"

Ye Lin didn't hesitate to swear a Dao oath.

Seeing this, Fan Xin raised her hand to set up a barrier to prevent the sound from leaking out, and then she began to speak.

"I know very little about the person named Fan Xiu. Everything I know, I heard from my Master..."

The name Fan Xiu is a taboo throughout the entire Western Realm.

All the great Buddhist cultivators refuse to acknowledge that such a person ever existed.

Because Fan Xiu betrayed the entire Western Realm.

In the beginning, Fan Xiu could be described as having pure and orthodox roots.

He came from Flying Immortal Temple, one of the eighteen temples of Spirit Mountain. Both his strength and talent were of the highest caliber, and he was the Buddha-son of that generation at Flying Immortal Temple!

All along, Fan Xiu's cultivation had been smooth sailing. Since he emerged into the world, he had never known defeat, sweeping aside all Buddhist cultivators of his age in the Western Realm.

Even against top geniuses from the Northern Abyss, Eastern Profound, Central Plains, and Southern Territories, Fan Xiu was completely fearless, trading blows back and forth.

If things had continued along this trend, Fan Xiu would certainly have become a Buddha in the Western Realm who suppressed one side.

But just then, it was as if Fan Xiu had suddenly fallen ill. Whether he was bewitched by others or for some other reason, he stole the temple-guarding treasure of Flying Immortal Temple and fled the Western Realm.

All the Buddhas and holy monks of Flying Immortal Temple were furious and immediately used great divine powers to hunt down Fan Xiu and reclaim the temple's treasure.

They even united with the other seventeen temples of Spirit Mountain to take action together.

But it was as if Fan Xiu had vanished; no matter how they searched, they could not find a trace of him. He even masked his own heavenly secrets, so that even the top Buddhas of the Western Realm could not deduce his location.

The pursuit was fruitless, and the treasure of Flying Immortal Temple disappeared from that day on.

Since then, the name Fan Xiu became a taboo, not to be mentioned lightly.

"That is all I know."

Fan Xin's eyes were clear; after all, she was not a witness. When Fan Xiu betrayed Flying Immortal Temple, she had not yet appeared in this world.

A look of contemplation appeared in Ye Lin's eyes.

Fan Xiu really did have a connection to Flying Immortal Temple.

What was the thing that guy stole from Flying Immortal Temple? At the very least, when Fan Xiu self-detonated, Ye Lin had not seen any so-called treasure.

And to successfully steal a temple-guarding treasure from a place like Flying Immortal Temple, Fan Xiu clearly did not act alone; someone must have been helping him from behind the scenes.

So, who was this person in the shadows?

And how did this guy become the "God" of his world?

There were still many doubts here, but at least Ye Lin now knew the direction for his investigation.

Fan Xin didn't know, but inside Flying Immortal Temple, there must be those who know the truth of that year.

Ye Lin had originally thought that Fan Xiu was just some nobody in the Longevity Continent that no one knew.

But now it seemed this guy was quite famous in the Longevity Continent as well.

After confirming that Fan Xin didn't know any other information about Fan Xiu, Ye Lin couldn't be bothered to pester her anymore.

With his current strength, it was too early to go to the Western Realm; he didn't want to be truly converted.

"The grudge is cleared, the cause and effect are severed. Master Fan Xin, I'm off to find fated people to beg for alms~"

Ye Lin turned and slipped away, preparing to continue robbing the jade talismans of other sect teams, and by the way, see if he could fish for some benefits in this tomb.

"Don't walk so fast! When matters here are finished, you have to follow me back to the Western Realm. You promised me!"

Seeing Ye Lin about to leave, Fan Xin hurriedly chased after him.

"Next time for sure."

Ye Lin fobbed Fan Xin off while fiddling with several flying swords.

A moment later, Ye Lin encountered a team from an Eastern Profound sect.

Seeing this, Ye Lin quickly pressed his palms together, his face full of compassion and serenity, chanting a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha, good, very good."

The people in that team saw that the newcomer was a Buddhist cultivator and did not have much guard up.

As a result, the moment Ye Lin finished speaking, eight flying swords flew out from the dark corners, stabbing toward them from strange angles!