The appearance of the hair-practicing Monk Dunan in Tiegu Town immediately attracted the attention of passersby.

Mainly because after experiencing the Righteous-Evil War, Buddhist cultivators had nearly gone extinct. Seeing one here now was really quite rare.

The ordinary residents of the town looked at Dunan with eyes full of respect.

Although Buddhist cultivators were rarely seen, they were used in funeral and celebratory ceremonies, so they were respected by the world.

Dunan had managed to walk all this way without going hungry precisely because he would chant sutras and recite Buddhist prayers for others, occasionally even setting up altars to act as an exorcist monk.

This was the greatest advantage of being a Buddhist cultivator on the Xingyun Continent—even without cultivating martial arts, one wouldn’t go hungry traveling the world.

“Did you sense it?”

Dunan ignored everyone’s attention, gently closed his eyes, and used his heart to feel the atmosphere of the town. “This place has vigorous demonic energy. There must be monsters causing harm to the mortal realm!”

The Spirit Cat yawned again.

Every time they entered a town, he always said this.

The final outcome was always either offending someone or being hunted, living a life of fleeing for their lives every day.

“The old monk gave you the wrong name.”

The Spirit Cat criticized, “You shouldn’t be called Dunan, you should be called Escape Calamity.”

“Gurgle.”

His belly rumbled. “I’m hungry. Let’s find something to eat.”

Dunan looked toward the Yunlai Inn ahead and said, “We’ll go to this inn to ask for alms.”

“Auntie Wang.”

Inside the inn, a clear voice said, “I’ll come help again tomorrow!”

“Yao girl, thank you for your hard work!”

Yao Mengying smiled, then walked toward the door.

But just as she walked out, someone happened to be coming in from outside. The two either both moved left or both moved right together.

“Amitabha.”

Dunan took a step back, yielded the way, and put his palms together. “Female benefactor, please go first.”

Yao Mengying saw him wearing a kasaya and emitting a faint sandalwood scent. A trace of disgust immediately rose between her brows. As she passed by, she muttered quietly, “Dead baldy.”

“Wait a moment!”

Dunan turned around, put his palms together, and said, “Female benefactor, please see clearly. This poor monk is not a baldy. This poor monk has hair!”

“So what?”

Yao Mengying turned back and gave him a white-eyed look. “In my view, as long as someone wears a kasaya, even if their hair reaches their waist, they’re still a dead baldy!”

“Female benefactor, you have prejudice against us Buddhist cultivators.”

Dunan made a gesture of invitation. “Why not come inside and sit down? This poor monk will properly explain to you.”

“I have no interest in talking with a dead baldy.”

Yao Mengying tossed her head and left, not forgetting to add along the way, “Dead baldy, dead baldy, dead baldy!”

“…”

Dunan’s mouth twitched slightly.

“Master.”

Auntie Wang walked over with a smile to smooth things over. “The girl is young and doesn’t understand things. Don’t hold it against her.”

“Amitabha.”

Dunan put his palms together. “Children speak without restraint. This poor monk naturally won’t take it to heart.”

As he spoke, he intentionally or unintentionally looked at the little girl gradually disappearing from view, thinking to himself, “Something feels off.”

Exactly what felt off, he couldn’t quite say.

The Spirit Cat said, “That little girl is so cute. I really want her to pick me up and lift me high.”

…

Wangu Sect.

Yao Mengying walked into the cafeteria, found a place to sit, pressed her small chin against the table, her eyes full of unhappiness.

Liu Wanshi, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, called her twice. Seeing no response, she walked over and said, “Little Junior Sister, why do you look so gloomy?”

“Senior Sister.”

Yao Mengying said with slight irritation, “I just ran into a monk in the town below.”

Liu Wanshi said, “Did he bully you?”

“No.”

Yao Mengying said, “I don’t know why, but seeing him made me irritated, made me want to hit someone.”

Liu Wanshi smiled. “Could it be that you’re too tired from helping at the inn and in a bad mood, so everyone looks unpleasant?”

“Perhaps.”

Yao Mengying tried hard to calm her agitated feelings and smiled. “Senior Sister, let me help you wash vegetables!”

…

That night.

Dunan sat cross-legged on the roof of the Yunlai Inn. The prayer beads in his hand rippled, and wisps of golden flowing light spread out, enveloping the entire town.

“Found it!”

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze locking onto Tiegu Mountain. His expression grave, he said, “There are evil cultivators inside!”

The Spirit Cat said, “This seems to be a sect. Why don’t we inquire about it tomorrow?”

“No need.”

Dunan grabbed it and launched himself into the air, heading toward the mountain. “Subduing demons and devils is imminent and pressing!”

“…”

Feeling the howling wind, the Spirit Cat wailed in its heart, “The escape journey is about to begin again!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Dunan’s movement technique was considerable. In a few leaps he jumped up from the side of the mountain, landing lightly in the outer courtyard’s training grounds.

He hadn’t gone through the mountain gate, worried about being discovered by others.

“Why does this feel no different from being a thief?” the Spirit Cat said in a suppressed voice.

“Shh!”

Dunan made a silencing gesture.

He had come this time not to harm other people living inside, but only to redeem the evil cultivator he’d discovered.

So then.

Who had Dunan discovered?

None other than Mo Shang, who was half evil cultivator and half demonic cultivator.

Actually, the strongest evil cultivator in Wangu Sect was definitely the Five Extremes Evil Saint, but that person was well hidden. Buddhist cultivators whose level wasn’t high enough would find it extremely difficult to discover him.

“Whoosh!”

Dunan employed his movement technique toward the inner courtyard of Wangu Sect.

Along the way, he could be said to have taken extreme caution to the utmost degree. Even when his feet touched the ground, he didn’t stir up the slightest energy fluctuation.

However.

Just as he approached the room where Mo Shang was staying, before he could get close to the window, something cold pressed directly against his forehead.

Xiao Zuiji walked out from the shadows, holding an AWM sniper rifle in one hand, shaking his head. “Sneaking around someone else’s sect late at night—this behavior is not good.”

“This benefactor.”

Although Dunan didn’t know what the AWM sniper rifle was, he still sensed danger and instinctively stepped back step by step, just short of raising both hands. “This poor monk has no malicious intent!”

“No malicious intent?”

A voice came from behind. “Trying to fool a ghost?”

Dunan struggled to rotate his eyeballs and tragically discovered that many people were standing in the inner courtyard. They were either leaning against room doorways or had their arms crossed, wearing smiles on their faces.

This isn’t right!

The Reed Crossing the River movement technique had been cultivated to its extreme!

Coming over so silently, he shouldn’t have been discovered!

Dunan didn’t realize that when he flew up Tiegu Mountain from the inn, many disciples of Wangu Sect had instantly captured his movements.

His self-satisfied infiltration to the inner courtyard rooms—in fact, everyone had been releasing spiritual perception, quietly watching him perform.

“My apologies.”

Dunan said, “I’ve disturbed you!”

“Whoosh!”

He employed the Reed Crossing the River movement technique. Just as he turned around, Li Fei’s right foot directly swept over.

“Boom—”

Dunan completely couldn’t withstand such strong force. His entire person exploded backward like a cannonball. Finally, his head scraped against the stone slabs and slid several zhang, nearly scraping all his hair off.

The Spirit Cat fell down and, seeing him with rolled-back eyes and twitching mouth, collapsed in despair. “I’ve said before, that you’ve lived until now is simply a miracle…”

Suddenly, it felt itself floating up.

It hurriedly turned its head to look and saw a little girl had lifted it up, blinking her eyes. “What a cute little kitty.”

Hehehe.

Little girl, you’re so cute too!

“However.”

Boom—

The Spirit Cat was ruthlessly pressed to the ground in intimate contact with the stone slabs!

Little Demon Fairy raised her hand, grabbed it up again, then continued to slam it toward the ground, saying coldly, “Trespassing into Master’s sect without permission—even if you’re cute, you must accept punishment!”

The daytime dream had come true—being picked up by a little loli, lifted high, and then… violently thrown.

“…”

Xiao Zuiji and the others’ mouths twitched.

Just a moment ago she’d had a face full of doting affection, but in a flash she’d gone berserk. The Sect Master’s contracted beast’s personality was completely unpredictable!