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Chapter 810 - 810 810 I Am God

810: Chapter 810 I Am God 810: Chapter 810 I Am God “Don’t worry, even if this matter didn’t involve me, I would still heal Kongkong!”

Bai Xiaofan reassured Zhan Xueru.

After all, Kongkong’s injuries were caused by chasing after Li Qiu upon hearing his name mentioned.

“Cough… cough…”

Just then, Kongkong regained consciousness.

Hearing Kongkong stir, Zhan Xueru rushed over immediately, her concerned gaze so intense that even Zhan Xing couldn’t help but feel jealous.

With a helpless sigh, Zhan Xing finally understood one truth: daughters are not meant to stay home forever!

“Benefactor Bai, that man named Li Qiu has very high cultivation.

Based on my observations, he’s probably already reached the early stage of Divinity Transformation.

Why not return to my sect with me and embrace the teachings of Buddha?”

As Kongkong awoke, checking over his injuries and finding them not too serious, he leaned against the headboard with assistance from Zhan Xueru.

He then addressed Bai Xiaofan with earnest persuasion.

“What the hell, you’re seriously annoying!

If I embrace your Buddha, will that stop Li Qiu from killing me?”

Bai Xiaofan couldn’t help but feel the urge to slap him.

Damn it!

Are you done?

I just revived you, and now you’ve got the nerve to try and make me a monk?

What kind of person are you?

“Benefactor Bai, stop being so stubborn!

The more blood you spill, the stronger your enemies become.

If you embrace Buddha, my master is powerful enough to protect you.

Even if Li Qiu comes after you, you will remain safe!”

Kongkong, unaffected by Bai Xiaofan’s words, persisted in his attempt to persuade him, believing Bai Xiaofan was clinging to his misguided ways.

“So, I’d embrace your Buddha, and Li Qiu still wouldn’t stop hunting me?

It’d just mean your master has to protect me?

Then why shouldn’t I rely on my own strength to protect myself?

If everything boils down to strength anyway, I trust myself more!”

Seeing Kongkong’s stubbornness, Bai Xiaofan’s temper flared.

He grabbed a chair and sat down next to Kongkong, ready to have a proper debate with him.

“Benefactor Bai, it’s not the same.

My master uses force to deter enemies, but he is a disciple of Buddha and refrains from killing.

You are different.

Without Buddha in your heart, your strength is wielded for killing—resulting in bloodstains on your soul!”

Kongkong grew more passionate as he spoke, sitting up straight as though his injuries no longer mattered.

“Master Kongkong, if that’s your belief, then let me ask you a question!”

“Benefactor Bai, please ask, and I will answer truthfully!”

“Do you truly think there’s a Buddha in this world?”

“As long as there is Buddha in one’s heart, everyone is Buddha!”

In response to Bai Xiaofan’s question, Kongkong clasped his hands together, softly chanting a sutra.

His expression was solemn as he replied.

Buddha in one’s heart!

Bai Xiaofan smiled faintly, refraining from further debate.

He turned to leave.

He couldn’t decide whether Kongkong’s response was right or wrong.

All he knew was this: if everyone truly had Buddha in their hearts, the world would’ve already been at peace.

Zhan Xing and Bai Hu, having heard Kongkong’s words, felt a little dizzy.

Though the bloodstains on their hands weren’t as severe as Bai Xiaofan’s, they weren’t blameless either.

Precisely because of this, the two began to ponder whether Kongkong’s words were true or false.

“Master Kongkong, if having Buddha in one’s heart means I won’t die when my enemies try to kill me, is that how it works?”

Bai Hu stepped forward, staring at the sickbed-bound Kongkong with his hands clasped in a meditative pose, and asked loudly.

“Hey, how did we suddenly shift the conversation to this?

Shouldn’t we be discussing how Bai Xiaofan is going to deal with Li Qiu?”

Zhan Xueru, finally finding an opening to speak, quickly stepped in to mediate.

He was genuinely worried that the people in front of him might break into an argument.

Besides, to Zhan Xueru, such questions were rather pointless.

“Benefactor Bai, I also have two questions I’d like to ask for your insight!”

Kongkong slowly got out of bed and fixed his burning gaze on Bai Xiaofan.

“Please, Master Kongkong, ask away!”

Bai Xiaofan turned back, looking at the youthful-faced Kongkong before him.

“Benefactor Bai, as a cultivator, many aspire to ascend to immortality or divinity.

I want to ask—do you believe there is truly a god in this world?”

Hearing Kongkong’s question, Zhan Xing and Bai Hu both sank into contemplation.

Even Zhan Xueru stood frozen in place.

But Bai Xiaofan, upon hearing the question, merely smiled faintly.

Without answering, he turned toward the door and walked away.

When he reached the doorway, he looked toward the rising sun in the east and spoke softly.

“Gods are people.

I am a god.

Anyone who can control their own destiny is a god!”

As his words fell, Bai Xiaofan’s figure slowly faded into the distance.

The people left in the room were momentarily stunned.

By the time Zhan Xing and Bai Hu recovered, Monk Kongkong had already entered a meditative state.

The two exchanged glances before leaving the room together.

“Xueru, you should leave too.

I need to adjust my injuries,”

Kongkong said softly to Zhan Xueru as he noticed the others exiting.

“I lost!”

Kongkong murmured the words quietly, retreating into silence.

As for where he’d lost, or how, he said nothing more.

Meanwhile, Zhan Xing and Bai Hu sat in the courtyard, watching the members of the Killing God Squad begin their morning training.

They exchanged looks of mutual understanding.

Two questions!

Two completely different answers!

Is there truly Buddha?

With Buddha in one’s heart, everyone is Buddha!

Is there truly a god?

Gods are people.

I am a god—anyone who controls their own destiny is a god!

Zhan Xing and Bai Hu realized that they had lost to Bai Xiaofan and Kongkong not just in terms of cultivation but in their understanding of the universe and existence.

Buddha?

God?

Bai Hu resolved to become someone who could control his own destiny, just like Bai Xiaofan.

Zhan Xing thought the same.

He no longer wanted to live a life where his fate was dictated by others.

He yearned to take control of his own life!

And that… is what it means to be a god!

When Bai Xiaofan returned home, breakfast had already been prepared.

He Muzi had taken the lead in introducing Xiao Mei, Chen Xiner, and Murong Wan to one another.

That saved Bai Xiaofan the trouble of doing it himself.

After breakfast, Chen Xiner and Murong Wan left for the company.

Following Bai Xiaofan’s instructions, He Muzi gave Little Wolf a call.

As before, Bai Xiaofan and Little Wolf met at the nearby coffee shop down the street.

“He Muzi said you had something urgent to discuss.

What’s the matter?”

Little Wolf sipped his coffee, staring at Bai Xiaofan.

Little Wolf’s memory of Bai Xiaofan’s actions at the Tang family remained vivid.

For better or worse, it was not something he could easily forget.