Chapter 603: Are you? 20

Inside the Divine Path Bell, Ren Yidao's expression was quite subtle as his gaze swept over the people present.

"……Who could it be?"

Including himself and the pet, there were eight people present; the acquaintance mentioned by the Fozhu was among them.

The first to be ruled out was Ahuang, the Ink Earth Yellow Sand Tiger... this fat cat was ruled out immediately; what kind of status could it possibly have to be mixed in here?

Ren Yidao then ruled out Cang Lan; other than Bloodline Ancestral Return, there was nothing special about her, and the source of this ancestral return was related to him anyway.

His own disciple Zhang Mang, although possessing the rare and special Hunyuan Body, should have nothing to do with the ancestor of those years, the Hunyuan Heavenly Maiden; he had already been checked multiple times, so he could also be ruled out.

Junior Sister Li Lingling, with the ominous Blood Star Fate, was a poor child born with a short life; if not for Ren Yidao taking action, she would have long since perished, and no Immortal God would choose such a short-lived ghost, so her suspicion was also cleared.

Adopted daughter Yu Yu, with a clean family background, had a bit of awakened dragon bloodline in her body, but other than some innate talents in her physique, there was nothing more special... hmm, she could also be ruled out.

After ruling out five people in succession, the remaining people were the little novice monk Minghui and his master, Yaoyue.

"Could it be Minghui?" Ren Yidao's brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Minghui's hollow eye sockets and watched him shrink his shoulders uneasily in his nervousness.

There were secrets on Minghui; Ren Yidao had known this from the very beginning, and there was even a tacit understanding between him and Mingxin not to probe into each other.

Ren Yidao did not dig deep into the secrets on Minghui, and Mingxin did not pry into their origins; everyone kept it to themselves, and all had a bright future.

But even without careful investigation, Ren Yidao could easily know several suspicious points about Minghui.

First was the ominous fate Minghui carried; Mingxin could clearly have asked Ren Yidao to take action to suppress it, yet insisted on doing it personally. Was this out of self-esteem? Or was it because of some unspeakable reason that outsiders could not be allowed to intervene?

Secondly, Minghui was not a novice monk but a novice nun... to put it in plain language, Minghui was actually a little girl.

A woman!

In all fairness, the disguise on Minghui was already quite good, capable of deceiving the vast majority of people in this world; they would have no way to discover the truth.

Ren Yidao hadn't noticed at the beginning either, almost overlooking it, thinking she really was just a little novice monk seen everywhere.

But they had spent too much time together; as time passed, Ren Yidao, being a fox spirit, eventually noticed the incongruity about Minghui.

Well, damn, this is a chick——

To some extent, this was truly disappointing; there was no way to watch the disciple "go against the man"... cough.

Compared to the former, the secret that Minghui was actually a woman and not a man was just a minor matter among minor matters.

Oh, this matter might be relatively important to Zhang Mang; I don't know if these two little ones have sparked any interesting flames during their time together.

But to Ren Yidao, who was the master, it was not a big deal.

He had always been very open-minded.

Never mind that Minghui was just a woman dressed as a man; even if Minghui were truly a man and Zhang Mang got together with him one day, he, as the master, would respect and bless them and would not chase him out of the sect.

At worst, it would just be considered making the Divine Path Sect more politically correct.

"Minghui." Ren Yidao smiled at Minghui, beckoned to her, and laughed: "Come here for a moment, I have some things to ask you."

"Daoist?" Minghui was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't expected Ren Yidao to take the initiative to talk to her at this time; she blinked and shrank behind Zhang Mang somewhat uneasily, revealing only half of her small face.

Because it blocked the already blind right eye, the remaining features appeared somewhat delicate, and with the premise of knowing her true identity, it seemed exceptionally pitiful.

Zhang Mang also seemed to hear something wrong from Ren Yidao's tone; he looked up in Ren Yidao's direction and said softly: "Master……"

"Rest assured, I won't do anything to her; don't be so nervous, am I really so untrustworthy in your hearts?" Ren Yidao shook his head with some helplessness.

You two don't even have anything going on yet, and you're already starting to favor outsiders?

Disciple, seeing you like this, your master is truly heartbroken—I'm faking it.

If you won't come over, then don't; you two living your lives well is better than anything.

"Master, I'm not……" Zhang Mang was a bit confused, suddenly realizing that his subconscious protection was a bit off, and was just about to explain when he was directly interrupted by Ren Yidao.

"Alright, no need to explain, your master understands."

Explain what explain?

Your master understands, I understand everything!

That really is too well understood!

Ren Yidao didn't care about what he wanted to explain, and said to Minghui who was hiding behind him: "Forget it, just stand there, no need to come over; I have just one question—do you know the Fozhu? That bald young man sitting cross-legged outside, oh, the other one besides your senior brother."

Minghui shrank her head uneasily, clutching Zhang Mang's clothes nervously, and whispered: "I, I don't know, I don't know……"

Ren Yidao looked at her reaction, and after a moment, nodded lightly: "Oh, is that so? Then it's a pity; if you knew Him, I was thinking of letting you go out and say a word to Him."

"Alright, since you don't know Him, then it's fine." After Ren Yidao finished speaking, he smiled at the two and turned to leave.

Seeing Ren Yidao leave, Minghui clearly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the pressure on her body vanish instantly.

Among everyone, the one she feared most was Ren Yidao; the feeling he gave her was even more terrifying than that young girl who wore a white dress all day long.

Much more terrifying!

And just as Ren Yidao turned around, his voice simultaneously rang out in the depths of Minghui's heart: "Also, although Mingxin and the others might still be in the dark, I know you have already recovered your memories."

！！！

Minghui widened her eyes abruptly, clenching the robe in her hands in an instant, her whole body frozen in place.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mang sensed that something was wrong with Minghui's condition, turned his head to look, and said with concern: "Don't worry, my master is not angry."

Minghui realized her loss of composure, slowly loosened her grip on Zhang Mang's robe, lowered her head, and mumbled: "……Mm."

Just as she lowered her head, Ren Yidao's voice kept drilling into her mind:

【"Don't be nervous~ Whether you remembered the past or not, whether you are a novice monk or a novice nun, what kind of past you have, I don't care about any of that."】

【"To me, I only know that Minghui is Mingxin's junior brother, uh, junior sister, and a friend of my disciple Zhang Mang; other than that, who you are, I don't care."】

【"No matter if you are some evil person who committed great sins in the past, or some demon suppressed by Buddhism, I don't care about any of it."】

【"As long as you don't harm Zhang Mang, hmm, harming him a little bit is fine too, as long as you don't kill him, it doesn't matter; if you have the ability to make him suffer a heartbreak, then I'll even thank you."】

Ren Yidao turned his head back, smiled silently at the serious-looking Minghui, and chuckled via voice transmission: 【"Don't be so serious, you'll expose yourself to others; you wouldn't want others to know about this, would you?"】

【"Relax, girl, I won't harm you."】

【"Come, give me a smile."】

Minghui looked at Ren Yidao's brilliant smile, feeling lost for a moment, and could only blankly watch him walk toward the girl in the white dress.

"..."

How on earth did he see through it?

By pointing out the secret on my body at this time, what exactly does he want to do?

He...

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Mang's gentle voice pulled Minghui's thoughts back, and she gave him a complex look.

This young man, although he could not see, possessed a pair of eyes that seemed capable of seeing through everything.

"No, it's nothing."

"Oh, I see." Zhang Mang did not doubt it, nodded, and continued to begin his cultivation.

"..." Minghui watched with an extremely complex expression as Zhang Mang quickly entered meditation and became immersed in his cultivation, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly.

Retracting my previous statement.

This guy cannot see through everything either.

He and his master are very similar, yet not quite so similar.

What is the same is that they both possess a pair of eyes that seem capable of seeing through everything.

What is different is that one truly can see through things, while the other only seemingly can.

"... Sigh." Minghui let out a soft sigh and stared at Zhang Mang's profile, lost in thought.

"Excluding six people, only two possibilities remain: Yaoyue and me."

"Yaoyue's past and present lives are already very clear; a former prodigy of the Demon Race, later Luoyue Shangren of the Divine Path Sect, and now Yaoyue. If she were the reincarnation of an Immortal God, why would she go to such lengths and need to walk three paths?"

Ren Yidao frowned slightly, feeling that the current situation was very subtle.

"But the problem is, if even she is excluded, then... it couldn't possibly be me, could it!!?"

In the end, the Immortal is actually myself?

However, whether this point is true or false... is really hard to say.

There are too many secrets on Ren Yidao, so many that even he himself sometimes cannot make sense of them.

A soul from another world, the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, the divine shrine deep within his Consciousness Sea, an inexplicable familiarity with the Ten Thousand Generations Art... there are many secrets that even he himself does not fully understand.

Just as Ren Yidao was thinking and reflecting on himself, Yaoyue gave a light cough and said, "I recognize this guy; He is looking for me."

Ren Yidao turned his head to look and found that although Yaoyue's expression seemed calm, a glimmer of excitement was faintly flashing in her eyes.

Hm?

"Looking for you? You know Him?" Ren Yidao blinked, not expecting that there were still hidden things about his master.

So you also...

"No, I haven't seen Him in this form before, but I have 'seen' Him once." Yaoyue's eyes narrowed slightly, her white teeth looking somewhat sharp at this moment, "Heh, He is right, this really is an old acquaintance. He is the White Tiger Lord who ambushed me back then!"

!!!

Ren Yidao froze for a moment before suddenly reacting, recalling the grudge Yaoyue had with the White Tiger Lord, "Are you sure He is the White Tiger Lord who ambushed you at Feiyun Ravine back then?"

"Yes, that's right, it's Him! I would recognize Him even if He turned to ash!" Yaoyue gave a light huff and curled her lips in disdain, "Let this master go and meet Him, and by the way, take revenge for the ambush back then!"

Yaoyue was about to go straight out of the Divine Path Bell, but was stopped by Ren Yidao.

"Hm?"

"Wait a moment, something is wrong. Didn't you say before that the White Tiger Lord from back then was killed by you in a counter-attack?" Ren Yidao remembered Yaoyue's disdain when she mentioned the White Tiger Lord at the time; she could counter-kill him even in that state of low health, so he was not to be feared at all.

"Oh? Seems like that happened?" Yaoyue blinked her eyes, but quickly shook her head, not taking it to heart, "Then that means He survived, right?"

Yaoyue did not think anything of it. Although she did not know how the White Tiger Lord managed to survive, she figured that a powerhouse like Him must have some special means and would not be so easy to kill.

"... I will go out with you." Ren Yidao pondered for a moment and said to Yaoyue, "Don't speak recklessly after we go out; I always feel that something is not right."

Yaoyue frowned slightly, feeling that he was making a mountain out of a molehill. She wanted to say something, but she lost out under Ren Yidao's serious gaze and nodded honestly.

Fine, I'll listen to you.

... Tsk, wait, no, I am the master!

Why should I listen to him?

No!

I must change this!

Otherwise, I won't be able to hold my head up in front of my disciple!

"Let's go."

"Oh, okay... tsk!" Yaoyue's eyes widened, even more furious at her own subconscious obedience.

After the Fozhu finished speaking, Mingxin's nerves had been taut; he did not know what to say, nor did he dare to communicate with Ren Yidao and the others again.

And the Fozhu was not in a hurry, just smilingly watching the Divine Path Bell, as if certain that the other party would definitely appear.

Sure enough, it did not make Him wait long before two figures appeared beside Mingxin.

"Daoist..." Mingxin breathed a sigh of relief; he had to admit that if Ren Yidao had not appeared, he feared he really would not have been able to hold on.

But Ren Yidao had no energy to comfort Mingxin at this time, because the moment he arrived in the outside world, he also felt the pressure emanating from the Fozhu.

In this space where the Fozhu resided, He was the Heavenly Dao.

Truly strong.

Yaoyue stepped forward, blocking the Fozhu's aura, and looked arrogantly at the defeated opponent who had once ambushed her, wanting to see the surprise on His face upon seeing her again.

But next, the Fozhu's reaction was somewhat different from what Yaoyue had imagined.

No, it is very different!

"Hmm?"

Fozhu looked at the woman who had appeared before him, blinked in some confusion, and asked strangely: "... Who are you?"

Yaoyue:?

Ren Yidao:?

"Hmm!?"

Yaoyue frowned tightly and said in an unkind tone: "Are you still pretending? Can you hide from it? When you ambushed and killed me at Feiyun Ravine back then, did you not think of today?"

"Feiyun Ravine... Oh!" Fozhu blinked, then nodded in sudden realization and smiled: "So it is you! The you in my memory did not look like this back then."

"Hmm? What did I look like back then?"

Fozhu shook his head with a chuckle, looked at Yaoyue and sized her up twice more, then sighed: "Killing intent filled the Heaven, Demon Qi ran rampant, appearing as a demon yet not human... It left a deep impression. Looking at it now, hehe, the truth is indeed so."

Yaoyue was not surprised that her true form had been seen through by Fozhu; she was currently in the final stage of fusion, and her aura was still somewhat unstable.

"You are indeed an old friend I have not seen in many years, however, the one this poor monk is looking for is not you." Fozhu shook his head, his gaze passing over Yaoyue and ignoring Ren Yidao, continuing to look at the Divine Path Bell at Mingxin's waist, and said softly:

"Fellow Daoist, are you still unwilling to come out and meet?"