"Must I, with my soul scattered to the winds, still be unable to deal with a mere bald donkey like you?"
A certain powerful being's voice was filled with exasperation.
"But you are unwilling to do so!" Yuanjue said.
"Great Monk, what exactly are your intentions? You brought me out of the little girl's sea of consciousness and left me here. Don't tell me you have no ulterior motive!"
"Didn't I just say? This humble monk shares some karma with you, Benefactor. You have karma with the Gu family's daughter, and you have it with me too," Yuanjue said.
"What karma could I possibly have with you, a bald donkey? Karma, you say! You can fool your believers, but you're dreaming if you think you can trick me!"
"A person who has left the home does not speak falsehoods, so how could I possibly trick you, Benefactor?" Yuanjue earnestly defended himself.
"Then tell me, what karma do you have with me? Don't tell me you dug up my ancestral graves in a past life, did you?"
"No, that wasn't the case. But it's close. Because, you buried me," Yuanjue said.
Was she that kind?
How could she not remember?
"Although, it was just digging a hole in a mass grave," Yuanjue added.
Burying someone in a mass grave – was that considered a kindness rather than an enmity? Those places would always nurture species that fed on corpses. Burying someone there meant not even a complete body would be left.
She really couldn't shamelessly claim this as a kindness.
However—
"Great Monk, judging by what you're saying, you remember your past life?"
This monk was not old, and judging by his soul, he was not like her, but rather, had gone through reincarnation.
Yuanjue did not answer the question but instead said, "Although the place where I was buried was not ideal, at least I was buried."
Furthermore, because he was buried there, he purified many wandering souls, which also counted as cultivation and earned him merit.
"You Buddhist cultivators, forget it. Do as you please. Anyway, your brains are mostly different from normal people most of the time. So, how do you plan to repay me? You also know that staying by the little girl's side is the best option for me."
"How many lightning bolts did you endure?" Yuanjue asked.
"Who remembers such a long-ago event?"
She genuinely didn't remember.
"Although you are awake now, you are very weak. You need this little girl to accumulate merit through good deeds. She is still in swaddling clothes, and you probably won't last until she can stand on her own," Yuanjue said.
Nonsense, did she not know that?
It was precisely because of this that she had expended her own scarce soul power to boost the little girl's intelligence to that of a seven or eight-year-old. The main purpose was to let her know from childhood that she was different, and then she could guide her, thus accumulating merit from an early age. It was a pity that the current era was different from hers. Children of a few years old rarely had the opportunity to go out alone, so how could they perform good deeds?
"Great Monk, speak plainly. Stop beating around the bush."
"Offerings before the Buddha can condense your soul. This string of prayer beads can also help you," Yuanjue said.
"These beads, are they magical artifacts?"
"Yes."
Something that could condense the soul was no ordinary magical artifact.
So, what exactly were this Great Monk's intentions?
She didn't believe in karma or fate at all.
If he had no ulterior motive, she wouldn't believe anyone would offer such a precious magical artifact.
"Great Monk, you know my soul is weak, so you should know that I can't trouble myself with thinking too much. Stop dawdling. Let's speak directly about whatever it is. Although you've become a monk, you're still a man. It's not good for men to be so indecisive."
"You think I have ulterior motives, so I won't argue. You are very weak right now, and even if I had any requests, you wouldn't be able to help!"
The truth.
Someone felt a bit awkward again.