Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 620 - 620 639 In This World Only Others Kneel Before Me I Never Kneel Before Anyone

620: Chapter 639: In This World, Only Others Kneel Before Me, I Never Kneel Before Anyone 620: Chapter 639: In This World, Only Others Kneel Before Me, I Never Kneel Before Anyone Although Ku Hui couldn’t sense any cultivation in Ye Xuan, as if the latter were truly a mortal, a voice seemed to tell him in his mind that if he dared to take one step forward, something terribly horrifying might happen to him.

“Brother Ye, you must not speak recklessly, and you must quickly apologize to the Envoy!” said Zhang Qinghe as he struggled to stand up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice filled with urgency.

“Envoy, do not be angry.

Brother Ye suffered from madness in his early years and has not yet recovered.

Please forgive him,” Li Xiu’er said, her pale face as she hurriedly knelt in front of Ku Hui, her voice pleading humbly.

“Little Ye, quickly apologize to the Envoy?”

Uncle Zhuo staggered over, placing himself directly in front of his granddaughter and Ye Xuan, his voice also filled with urgency, his eyes showing great concern.

He hadn’t expected Ye Xuan to dare speak to the Buddhist Envoy like that.

It was one thing for little Zhuo Ma because of her young age, but Ye Xuan was clearly an adult—how could he make such a basic mistake?

Although Uncle Zhuo was somewhat critical of Ye Xuan’s recklessness, no matter what, he couldn’t allow his granddaughter and Ye Xuan to be harmed.

This also showed how genuinely simple-hearted the old man was.

The villagers came forward one by one to plead for the girl and Ye Xuan, which made little Zhuo Ma bite her lips tightly and cling tightly to Ye Xuan’s arm, looking at Ku Hui with a trace of fear.

Unfortunately, everyone was unaware that at that moment, Ku Hui had no intention of making things difficult for Ye Xuan.

The cold sweat on his forehead increased, and his body trembled unconsciously, all because Ye Xuan’s gaze was merciless and indifferent, instilling in him a fear akin to facing death.

Ku Hui was not foolish; on the contrary, he was very intelligent.

The mere look in someone’s eyes immobilized him—if the other party was really a mortal, he would never believe it.

He is untouchable!

A simple thought took root in Ku Hui’s mind.

Although he didn’t know who Ye Xuan was, an intuition was telling him that if he dared cross the Thunder Pond one more step, his end would be extremely miserable.

“Amitabha, all is well!”

Suddenly, Ku Hui quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and joined his hands, murmuring in a low voice, “The Buddha is merciful, leading people toward good.

Today, a Heart Demon arose in this poor monk.

If not for this benefactor’s powerful scolding awakening me from the Heart Demon, I surely would have faced a great disaster.

I thank the benefactor deeply for saving my life.”

Shameless, utterly shameless!

When Ku Hui adopted this posture, it took Ye Xuan aback.

He hadn’t expected the monk to have the gall to be so shameless, but Ye Xuan quickly regained his unruffled demeanor.

After all, he was covertly cultivating in the village and preferred not to cause any trouble.

“Envoy, you are compassionate, but Little Ye is neither worthy of your talent nor your merits to receive such respect from the Envoy,” pleaded Uncle Zhuo, his pale complexion gaining a bit of color, his heart finally settling down somewhat.

Hearing Uncle Zhuo’s words, Ku Hui’s eyes shifted, and he swiftly seized the opportunity to say, “The village’s Buddhist clout is profound, everyone is virtuous.

I must report this back to the temple.”

“The Master is merciful.”

“The Envoy’s intentions are kind; surely, you will achieve the position of a Bodhisattva in the future.”

Hearing Ku Hui’s laudatory words, Zhang Qinghe and the villagers all voiced their veneration, genuinely believing that it was Ye Xuan’s words that had rescued Ku Hui from the Heart Demon.

Unfortunately, the crowd was unaware that if it hadn’t been for Ku Hui’s extreme wariness of Ye Xuan, the day’s celebration of the Buddha would certainly have been disrupted, leading to very undesirable occurrences.

“The Buddhist Law is boundless, leading people toward good.

This is the mission of our Buddhist Sect, and now, as a representative of the Buddhist Sect, I will perform rituals and distribute medicine to the village of Little Stone, allowing you all to experience the Buddha’s grace.”

Ku Hui spoke without looking at Ye Xuan again.

He turned and walked back toward the altar, but no one saw him quietly exhale.

It was clear that the pressure Ye Xuan gave him had finally eased somewhat at this moment.

The Buddhist ceremony continued, only without the previous tension and suppression.

Under Ku Hui’s benevolent smile, the monks handed out some medicine to the villagers of Little Stone Village, bringing a look of happiness to everyone’s faces.

“Thank you, Master.”

An elderly woman suffering from rheumatism was cured under Ku Hui’s personal intervention, and she tearfully clutched at Ku Hui’s hand, her voice trembling with gratitude.

Ku Hui nodded and smiled, but a look of disgust flicked across his eyes.

He discreetly moved the elderly woman’s hand away from his body.

If it weren’t for Ye Xuan’s presence, would he have wasted his cultivation on these foolish mortals?

The sun shone fiercely, and it was a scorching summer day.

The rituals of dispensing medicine finally concluded, and the grand Buddhist ceremony was also drawing to a close.

The sun was setting in the west, and the evening glow was rising.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

Ku Hui chanted the Buddha’s name loudly, his face wearing a benevolent smile as he looked around at the villagers.

However, when his gaze fell on Ye Xuan, he dodged slightly and dared not make eye contact even for a moment.

This day felt as long as a year to Ku Hui.

He had been eager to leave this village, yet he had to complete the grand Buddhist ceremony process, which made him nervous, fearing that the mysterious young man might cause more trouble.

“Buddhist Law is boundless, universally saving all beings.

The people of Little Stone Village worship Buddha and their hearts are turned to goodness.

This is indeed an act of great merit, a virtuous deed.

You should all kneel three times and bow nine times to our Buddha to express your devotion.

In the next life, you will surely receive good retribution and blessings,” Ku Hui chanted loudly, his body overflowing with Buddha Light.

“It should be so!”

Zhang Qinghe, as the village head, was the first to kneel before the golden Buddha statue, prompting the other villagers to do the same.

They bowed continuously to the golden Buddha statue, chanting “Amitabha Buddha” under their breath, each showing a look of devotion.

Beneath the golden Buddha statue!

The villagers knelt and bowed, but when Ku Hui caught sight of Ye Xuan, his brow furrowed, and a sharp look flashed across his eyes.

Ye Xuan dressed in coarse linen, and his gray-white hair fell to the back of his head.

A breeze blew, causing his hair to flutter, enhancing his mysterious and leisurely demeanor.

However, unlike the many villagers, Ye Xuan did not kneel before the golden Buddha statue but stood calmly where he was, as if nothing could stir him in the slightest.

“Amitabha Buddha!”

Ku Hui approached slowly.

Although he was wary of Ye Xuan, bowing to the Buddha was a matter of great importance.

Ye Xuan’s current posture was already a grave disrespect.

If he overlooked this and someone reported it back to the monastery, he would certainly be questioned by the abbot.

How would he explain it then?

“May I know why the benefactor does not bow to our Buddha?” Ku Hui stopped only a yard away from Ye Xuan and asked with a smile on his face.

“Little Ye, hurry and bow to the Buddha.” Uncle Zhuo’s expression changed slightly as he hurriedly whispered to Ye Xuan.

“Brother Ye.” The little girl pursed her lips while calling out to Ye Xuan.

“Big Brother Ye.” Li Xiu’er said softly.