Chapter 577: Bodhisattva (13)

"Little brother, do you want sister's heart?"

Inside the temple, the woman's teasing, light laughter rang out. She stared at the youth before her, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation, "You don't look very old, yet your ambition is quite large."

The woman's figure was graceful and alluring, with exquisite curves. She wore a red gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, which fluttered lightly with her movements, the fabric tracing the undulating contours of her body as the wind blew.

"Mm."

The youth was callow, his cheeks slightly flushed. He seemed afraid to look directly into the woman's eyes, yet possessed a certain youthful stubbornness. He turned his head and said in a muffled voice, "Just give your heart to me..."

"Hehe~ what a cute child."

Seeing the youth in this state, the woman's smile grew even more radiant. She chuckled, tilted her head triumphantly, letting the prominent parts of her body tremble slightly, and asked, "Then, why do you think sister would give her heart to you? Do you have something that sets you apart from others? Hehe~"

Her wanton gaze roamed all over the youth's body, and she laughed even more happily when he squirmed uncomfortably.

"Hehe! Truly, cute."

The woman's laughter drew the attention of the other women in the temple. They all looked over, their gazes probing and touching like palms, making the youth's expression even more awkward as he looked around unnaturally.

That's right, this feeling is... the female gaze!

"This little young master, if Sister Chixiao doesn't want you, you can come find me! Not only will I give you my heart, I'll also teach you many, many things~"

"Look at me too~ my skills are no worse than theirs!"

"Hehe, don't fight, don't fight~ If you sisters are in a hurry, you can do it together~"

Hearing the wanton and vulgar words of the other women, the woman was not angry; instead, she laughed with pleasure.

The temple where the youth was currently located was not an ordinary one, but Chixiao Temple, famous throughout the world for practicing the Demon Dance Heart Art. The temple master was a Bodhisattva named Chixiao.

Legend had it that Chixiao was stunningly beautiful, like a brilliant pearl in the desert. Her eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they could see through a person's heart; her lips were bright and succulent, like a blooming rose; her figure was graceful and alluring, and every movement radiated endless charm.

Although the female disciples in Chixiao Temple were not as stunning as Chixiao, each one was a rare and beautiful woman in the Earthly Realm, making countless people drool.

And they were all considered kind-hearted Bodhisattvas, willing to use their physical bodies to provide alms to the poor, allowing those people to also feel the ultimate bliss of yin and yang merging.

However, these Bodhisattvas were not truly kind-hearted. While bringing them Supreme pleasure, they would use their beauty and seductive arts to devour their souls and essence.

If such conduct were placed in other parts of Shenzhou, it would inevitably arouse anger and condemnation everywhere, leading some righteous people to go and exterminate them.

But in the Western Desert, ever since the changes a hundred years ago, such things were not only not isolated cases, but were everywhere.

After the Joy Zen Sect merged into the Lingyu Sect and became the orthodoxy of the Western Desert, the demonesses who could only secretly harvest and supplement in the past no longer hid, but walked out into the open.

The Lingyu Sect was divided into three major factions. These Bodhisattvas now belonged to the Joy Zen Sect faction, and their lives were incredibly comfortable. They were not very interested in fighting and killing, but were very interested in providing alms to the world and harvesting the Cauldrons of the masses.

And today, a top-tier Cauldron had actually come to their door; how could this not surprise them?

Even without carefully touching him, they could feel the delicate fragrance emanating from this youth.

A top-grade, absolutely a top-grade Cauldron!

The alluring fragrance emanating from his body continuously stimulated their bodies and souls, making them unable to help but secrete quite a bit of liquid in their mouths.

Slurp.

It was unknown whose drooling sound rang out in the temple, causing the other women to let out a burst of silver-bell-like laughter. Their gazes fixed on the youth grew even more intense, and some even struck suggestive poses.

"Ahem." Chixiao coughed twice, letting those little sluts who were about to lose control calm down. This was her prey; if she didn't take the first bite, how could it ever be their turn?

"So, according to what you say, you fell in love with me at first sight." Chixiao shook the fan in her hand and stared at the youth, "And then, without even knowing who I am, you want to take away my heart?"

"……Mm."

The youth seemed to have sobered up at this moment, realizing that his actions seemed a bit too impulsive. But since things had reached this point, he did not intend to back down. He turned his head, resigned to his fate, and looked at Chixiao earnestly: "Sister, just give your heart to me! I definitely won't let you regret it!"

……Regret?

Chixiao looked at the youth's firm and affectionate gaze, feeling a bit dazed for a moment.

It seemed that a long, long time ago, when she was not yet a Bodhisattva of Chixiao Temple, and not even a demoness, there had once been such a person who had said similar things to her.

That person said he would provide for her, said he would make her happy, said he would build a happy family with her, and dedicated everything he had to her.

It was a pity that, apart from a face that was barely passable, that person could not satisfy her needs in other aspects, and she was unwilling to stay in that tiny oasis for the rest of her life.

So she left.

Carrying the betrothal gift money that the man had given her after selling his ancestral fields, she turned around and used that wealth to become the concubine of a wealthy merchant.

Later, after the wealthy merchant was killed by sand bandits, she followed the sand bandit leader and became his plaything, following him as he raided everywhere, and was then snatched away by others following his death in battle.

Finally, by a stroke of luck, she entered her master's sect, became his cultivation vessel and a demoness, and eventually became the Bodhisattva Chixiao.

Hundreds of years had passed, and the memories of those years had long been sealed in the depths of her mind. She had thought she would no longer be moved, but she had not expected to think of these things again after seeing this youth today.

Is it feeling sorry for him?

No.

Chixiao did not think so, and never felt that her actions back then were wrong.

If she had really stayed in that sandbar, she would have already died of old age, instead of having eternal youth like she did now.

As for what fate that man would have after she took the betrothal money and left, she had never considered it.

It was something he gave voluntarily; it was he himself who did not know his own worth; it was his own wishful thinking that she would stay with him for a lifetime... this was all his own doing, and he could not blame her.

However, regret... there was a little bit of that.

She should have let him sell his other ancestral property back then too. That way, she wouldn't have had to follow small wealthy merchants around from the start, but could have directly become the plaything of a great wealthy merchant.

The memories stopped. Chixiao looked at the youth who had made her recall so much, suddenly smiled lightly, rose from the Lotus Platform, and walked slowly to his front.

She raised her hand, rested it lightly on the youth's shoulder, then slid it down gently, stopping at his heart amidst the youth's unnatural trembling.

The youth's physique was much more robust than it appeared on the outside, making the corners of her mouth curl up even higher.

"It's a pity, sister's heart cannot be given to you."

"There are too many men who want sister's heart. Sister cannot just give it to you; I must also share this heart with others, letting them also experience sister's compassion."

She was a Bodhisattva of Chixiao Temple.

She was meant to provide alms to the world; how could she only love one person, give her heart to him, and be locked away by one person?

She was free.

"Is there no other way?"

Regarding this result, the young man lowered his head in some disappointment and said in a low voice, "If that is the case..."

Watching the young man look dejected, as if he were about to leave immediately, Chixiao laughed.

Who said you could leave?

Little fellow, once you have entered my Chixiao Temple, do you still think you can leave?

She reached out both hands, placed them on the young man's shoulders, blew lightly into his ear, and chuckled, "Although you cannot obtain my Heart Star, you can obtain my body..."

At this moment, just as Chixiao was being seductive, the young man spoke at the same time.

She said:

"Big sister can give her body to you, for you to dispose of as you please~"

He said:

"Sigh, there is no other way, then I can only come and take it myself."

The two were almost pressed together, like intimate lovers whispering endearments, saying things that would make one blush.

It was just that one had a bewitching and charming expression, while the face the other raised held a trace of impatience amidst the helplessness.

Impatience?

Wait, what did he just say?

... Take it himself?

"You said, what?"

Chixiao took a step back, looked at the young man, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

At this moment, looking at the young man's suddenly changed attitude, she suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

At this instant, the intuition that had been obscured by someone unknown suddenly recovered, and feelings of unease expanded wildly in the depths of her heart like Karma Fire spreading across a plain.

Wrong, wrong! Wrong!!!

This guy, something is wrong!

Gulp.

Chixiao looked at the delicacy that was clearly already halfway into her mouth, but suddenly lost the courage to take another bite.

But by now, it was clearly no longer a situation where she could stop just because she wanted to.

"I originally wanted to play with you properly, but since you are so uncooperative, I can only do it myself."

"Originally, if you had cooperated, I could have made it less painful for you, and let you know the truth only in the final second."

Ren Yidao curled his lips, completely tore off his disguise, and smiled evilly: "But now, I can only make you endure a little longer."

"Rest assured, I will be very gentle~"

He took a step forward, pulled the stunned Chixiao into his embrace, wrapped one arm around her waist to press their bodies together, and placed his other hand against her chest.

A hug-and-kill!

Crack, crack, crack...

Accompanied by his arms gradually exerting force and the painful crisp sounds of bones under immense pressure, he lowered his head and chuckled into the ear of the completely rigid Chixiao: "It will only hurt for a moment at the very beginning, and it won't hurt afterward..."

Although it sounded a bit wrong, he was truly describing it in all seriousness.

Once a person is dead, naturally, it no longer hurts.

The two appeared to be intimately embracing, and the other women did not notice anything unusual, thinking that Chixiao was bewitching the young man and that the two were about to get together right there in the main hall.

They had always thought so, and were even considering when to join in, until they saw the young man's hand reach into Chixiao's body... in a way they had never imagined.

A truly physical entry.

That pair of seemingly powerless palms were like blades, piercing directly through Chixiao's chest and ruthlessly pulling out a beating heart from within.

"Ahhhhh!!!"