Chapter 357: Even the Love-Forgetting Pill Doesn't Work?

I just don't understand why Jueyuan keeps thinking about Juéqíng Shītài all the time—what kind of pull does an old nun have?

Upon hearing Juexin's words, Jueyuan's face darkened—what nonsense is this?

Senior Brother, as a monastic, why would I take a Love-Forgetting Pill? I and Juéqíng Shītài aren't what you imagine.

Seeing Jueyuan still unmoved, Juexin frowned, and Juehui, Jueming, and the others nearby instantly moved to pin him down.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

Junior Brother, listen up, obediently take this Love-Forgetting Pill, stop causing trouble—you mustn't offend the Lady Superior!

I won't take it, Senior Brother, I and the Lady Superior aren't what you............

Come on, Junior Brother, take your medicine.

Ignoring what Jueyuan was saying, Juexin shoved the Love-Forgetting Pill into his mouth.

As the Love-Forgetting Pill entered his stomach, Jueyuan visibly went blank for a moment, and Juexin and the others released him.

Seeing Jueyuan's vacant stare, Juexin and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Love-Forgetting Pill, there should be no problem, right?

To bring Jueyuan back to the right path, Juexin and the others have gone to great lengths, even producing the Love-Forgetting Pill they had treasured for years.

But just as everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Jueyuan gradually came to, and the first thing he said was:

Senior Brother, hear me out: I and Juéqíng Shītài aren't what you think.

What do you mean?

I can't explain it right now, but I cannot give up on Juéqíng Shītài.

Huh???

Seeing Jueyuan's determined expression, Juexin and the others were stunned—damn, even the Love-Forgetting Pill doesn't work? How deep does this love go?

Juehui, you didn't grab the wrong one, did you?

Impossible.

The pill is definitely correct; the issue lies with Jueyuan himself.

But damn, we've already used the Love-Forgetting Pill—what else can we do?

Junior Brother, do you... feel anything else?

Looking at Jueyuan with a complex expression, 'This shouldn't be— the pill has already entered his belly; there should be a reaction.'

Even a top-grade ninth-rank pill can't make Jueyuan forget Juéqíng Shītài?

Staring fixedly at Jueyuan, he suddenly blanked out again—obviously the drug is taking effect.

Seeing this, Juexin was not startled but delighted.

I told you, the Love-Forgetting Pill couldn't be useless—it's just that its effect hasn't fully kicked in yet.

This time, Junior Brother Jueyuan will surely forget Juéqíng Shītài.

This time Jueyuan's blank state lasted longer—almost a quarter of an hour—while Juexin and the others waited nearby, their faces relaxed with smiles.

Turns out we just needed to wait a while.

This is a treasure that Senior Brother Juehui brought back from West Province; there's naturally no problem.

Now we just need to wait for Junior Brother Jueyuan to wake up, and the matter will be settled.

Yeah.

Everyone thought the matter with the Lady Superior was over; once Jueyuan woke up, he would completely forget Juéqíng Shītài and not pester her anymore.

Amid the crowd's chatter, Jueyuan slowly came to; seeing this, Juexin was the first to speak.

Junior Brother, how do you feel?

But who would have thought, when faced with Juexin's question, Jueyuan replied with a puzzled expression.

Who are you?

Huh???

Upon hearing that, everyone present froze, staring at each other—what's going on? Did they forget them too?

You don't remember who I am?

I don't remember.

I am your Senior Brother.

Senior Brother?

Right.

I don't know.

Then who are you?

I am the Chief of the Pure Land Courtyard of Putuo Temple, Jueyuan.

Good, he still remembers himself; Juexin asked again.

Do you still remember who Juéqíng Shītài is?

I do— that's the person this poor monk must obtain.

Huh???

Damn, hearing Jueyuan's words, Juexin was dumbfounded.

So the Love-Forgetting Pill is supposed to make you forget us senior brothers, yet you still remember Juéqíng Shītài?

Just how deep does this infatuation go— you'd rather forget these fellow disciples but keep Juéqíng Shītài in mind?

Juexin gritted his teeth in reluctance.

Junior Brother, the Lady Superior truly isn't right for you— why don't we find someone else?

Who are you? What right do you have to meddle in this poor monk's affairs? This poor monk will obtain Juéqíng Shītài.

Upon hearing this, Jueyuan said with a displeased expression, showing not the slightest intention of giving up on Juéqíng Shītài.

Seeing this, Xinxin's brows furrowed even tighter as he turned his head to look at Juehui.

"Are you sure this pill is fine?"

"Absolutely no problem."

"Then what's the situation now?"

"Maybe it's because the love is deeper."

"I'm deep, damn it—what's there to be deep about an old nun?"

Hearing Juehui's words, Xinxin exploded with anger.

What does "deep love" mean? How deep does it go? Is it deeper than the bond between them as fellow disciples?

"So what should we do now?"

"There's nothing we can do; the Love-Forgetting Pill isn't a poison, it's incurable."

"Damn it."

Just as Xinxin and Juehui were communicating via Spiritual Voice Transmission, Jueyuan said with a blank expression.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Having said that, he left without looking back.

Watching Jueyuan's retreating back, Xinxin and the others fell silent until someone spoke.

"Junior Brother, have you really forgotten us?"

"Impossible; the Love-Forgetting Pill only removes affection, not memory—at most it erases the feelings in his heart."

"In that case, Junior Brother still remembers us, but he feels nothing for us?"

"You could say that."

"What about Juéqíng Shītài?"

"How the hell should I know?"

Everyone naturally didn't believe Jueyuan's amnesia story; it was obviously something he made up.

After leaving the main hall, Jueyuan returned to his quarters alone, also wearing a thoughtful expression.

"Fortunately, this old monk reacted in time; the No-Spare Heart is of utmost importance—how could I tell others? If one wants to obtain the No-Spare Heart, one must rely on oneself; this secret must absolutely not be leaked, not even to Shī xiōng and the others."

In Xinxin's view at this moment, fellow disciples were all equally unreliable.

He now trusts no one but himself.

After a moment's contemplation, Jueyuan quickly thought of a place—the Relic Pagoda of Putuo Temple.

This is the most important place in Putuo Temple; after each generation of Putuo Temple's mighty ones passes away, they leave their relics here.

The function of the Buddhist sect's relics is not only to aid the sect's mighty ones in cultivation; through the sect's techniques, one can also boost one's strength in a short time, and they can be combined with forbidden arts.

As long as one's strength is sufficient, one could then forcibly abduct Juéqíng Shītài.

As for what comes after, the worst that could happen is defecting from Putuo Temple.

Good grief—if Xinxin knew what Jueyuan was thinking at this moment, he'd surely have him tied up.

He's even thought of defecting—know that, no matter how Jueyuan is, he never previously had such a thought.

But now, because of the Love-Forgetting Pill, put bluntly, this guy has no feelings left for Putuo Temple.

Since he has no feelings, defecting entails no psychological burden for him whatsoever.

At this very moment, all Jueyuan wants is the nun; nothing else matters.