Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant

Chapter 133 – Request (1)

True to his word, the anxious Mo Linyuan quickly found someone to repair the temple. However, he had a gut feeling telling him that something was suspicious with the monk…so he also sent Wen Feng to investigate in secret.

“If this monk is…” Although Mo Linyuan did not say much, the deep look in his eyes said it all.

At this point, Wen Feng already knows in his heart how the Crown Prince holds high regard for the Miss Ye, so he nodded reverently and seriously said, “Your subordinate will definitely not leave a single stone unturned!”

Satisfied with this reply, Mo Linyuan nodded, his gaze falling next to the unconscious Ye Mu on the bed. In his extremely icy orbs, a trace of his complicated feelings emerged.

“I’d rather you woke up and scolded me like before.”

He reached out his hand to softly stroke Ye Mu’s head. “It’s your birthday the day after tomorrow. It seems like you’re going to spend the night in your dreams once again.”

The little child continued to ignore him. Her eyes were closed, she looked as if she was just in a deep, serene slumber.

Mo Linyuan silently sighed and looked at her face a few more times. Only then did he brace himself and leave the temple with a determined expression to return to the relay station, continuing to handle various matters.

Silently witnessing this scene, the expression on the Silent Buddhist Master continued to remain unfathomable. He could really see that this cold crown prince who had suddenly appeared back in the Mo country valued this girl greatly, and even he was not aware of her identity.

After a long while, he gathered his wayward thoughts and began to examine his sleeping patient. He was originally very calm, but as soon as he checked her pulse, his expression changed to that of immense surprise!

Although the little girl in front of him looked no more than six or seven years old, she had accumulated more than a hundred years of internal Qi! Apart from the likelihood that she is an ancient monster inside, there was only one other possibility–she had learned the Divine Terminator Technique and forcefully absorbed numerous people’s energy. Yet, even in this dreadful event, she did not die even after absorbing so much.

In that case, this child lying on the bed is not some deity, but rather… an evil incarnate in human skin?

When he thought of this, his eyebrows creased tightly.

Wen Feng, who was at the side, quickly asked, “Master, can you treat our Young Miss’s illness?”

Locked in his thoughts, he did not say anything. But he thought, as long as this little girl absorbed the inner strength within her body for her own use, she would naturally wake up. But if she woke up earlier, perhaps a more negative effect would happen instead.

Cultivating the Terminator Divine Technique is said to make a person short-tempered. In the event she woke up early, with the absorption of the raging internal Qi in her body still incomplete, then her temperament would possibly become even more brutal. At the same time, she would also be placed in high risk of going berserk.

After thinking carefully, he quietly turned the Buddhist beads in his hand solemnly. Only after a long time did he say, “It can be treated…but it will take some time.”

The Divine Terminator Technique was a type of martial arts that allowed the user to steal the inner Qi of other people. It sounded like a good shortcut to forcefully break levels in cultivation, but if it was really something good, everyone should have been taking its route.

This was because, it had terrible, terrible side effects–so appalling that most people would not accept it.

Other than making the cultivator ill-tempered, there were also some days in the month where the cultivator would become particularly bloodthirsty for no reason. If he didn’t shed blood of a few people, regardless of whom they are, his whole body would definitely feel uncomfortable, as if countless needles were scratching him.

Moreover, people who cultivated this method had to absorb inner Qi every so often. As they would have too much inner Qi in their body, they had to take a steady stream of external energy to balance it out. However, this was proving more to be the short end of a stick, as the more the user ingests Qi, the more broken his temperament becomes. And the more irritable he feels, the more he need to ingest other people’s Qi to stabilize his self.

In this way, it only becomes a vicious circle.

In general, only those who did not put other people’s lives in their eyes would learn such type of martial arts. After all, how could people with principles and are morally upright allow themselves to become a demon in flesh that killed their own kind for abominable reasons?

Especially since these types of cultivators would fight tooth and nail to the very end for their survival, their humanity would gradually disappear. Until even those whom they trust and are beside them would not be left off…