Dare to Cancel the Engagement? I Will Marry Your Ancestor! - Chapter 32

Mo Ling calmed down after being so angry.

He knew he couldn’t beat the monk, so he might as well talk.

He sat down and said coldly, “Taking a disciple should be voluntary. We just got married. You want her to become a nun? Let’s ask her.”

Long Qianqian shouted, “No way! I’d rather die than follow you!”

The monk threw the pig head bone off the tower, wiped his hands, and took a big drink of wine.

“You have a rare dual-spirit Dragon-Phoenix body, right?”

Long Qianqian bit her lip and said nothing.

The monk continued, “And more importantly, you’re immune to poison—you have the Demonic Body. Do you know what that means?”

Long Qianqian frowned. “I only heal from poison quickly. That’s it—”

The monk grabbed her arm. A black mark appeared on her wrist.

“This is demonic energy. Do you know what happens to people who get infected?”

Long Qianqian remembered what her mother once told her. When she was born, her special body was exposed. A black shadow tried to kidnap her, but someone saved her and hid her powers.

Was that shadow a demon?

“If you hadn’t come to Mirror Ring Mountain, the demonic energy would’ve stayed hidden. Now that it’s awakened, you have only three years to live.”

Mo Ling shouted, “You’re lying!”

But the monk sighed. “I’m a monk. I don’t lie. If you don’t believe me, find someone else to check.”

Mo Ling asked his system in his mind, Is it true?

Ding! Scanning Long Qianqian…

Ding! Infected with demonic energy. Life span: three years. Confirmed.

Mo Ling was shocked. He noticed the monk’s eyes were watching them, as if waiting for him to ask something.

“You have a way to fix it, don’t you?” Mo Ling asked.

The monk smiled. “Yes. With the Golden Dragon Prayer Beads, the energy can be sealed.”

Mo Ling asked, “You know where to find it?”

The monk laughed loudly. “Of course. It’s on me.”

So, the monk had planned everything!

Long Qianqian is furious. “I don’t believe you. I don’t want your beads. Let me go!”

The monk looked at Mo Ling. “What do you say?”

Mo Ling guided his dragon closer. “I bet you won’t give it for free, right?”

The monk laughed again, then stopped suddenly.

“Two things. You must do both, and then I’ll give you the beads.”

“First, go to Thousand Buddha City and bring back the Robe of All Beings. Second, help me suppress the woman in the ancient well who wants to change fate and come back to life.”

“I never lie. If you do these, I’ll give you the beads right away.”

Mo Ling frowned. “One item, two tasks? Is that the mercy of monks?”

The monk snorted. “Yes or no?”

As he spoke, he threw Long Qianqian toward Mo Ling.

Mo Ling caught her and untied her.

She hesitated and clung to him.

He gave her a comforting look, then said, “The first task—I might manage. But the second…”

The monk stood and kicked his wine jar. It shattered far below.

“But what?”

Mo Ling stayed calm. “Don’t be mad. I won’t joke about my wife’s life. I’ll do my best.”

The monk’s face relaxed a bit. “Then sit and talk.”

Mo Ling smiled, held Long Qianqian, and stood on the pagoda roof. It was slippery, but he used his spiritual energy to stand steady.

He sat beside the monk and took a sip of wine. The monk laughed. “Good kid!”

Mo Ling sighed. “Even you might lose if you fight that woman in the well, right?”

The monk’s smile faded. He didn’t drink.

Mo Ling asked, “Is she human or ghost?”

The monk looked toward the temple with mixed feelings—sadness and memories.

“That’s a long story,” he said, handing Mo Ling the wine.

It started a thousand years ago, when this temple was the only Buddhist sect in the area.

The abbot, Kong Hai, had returned from India after traveling 30,000 miles. People believed he would one day become a golden Buddha and leave behind holy relics.

But one woman changed everything.

She was a refugee running from bandits. She jumped off a cliff, yelling, “Why is my life so cruel, Heaven? I hate you!”

Kong Hai jumped after her and used his body to save her.

He wanted to test her heart—if she still had goodness, she could be saved.

The woman cared for him and even fell in love.

When he saw her feelings, he tried to leave, but she didn’t want him to go.

He told her it was all a setup and that she should live a good life.

She turned and jumped into the Abyss of Lost Souls again.

Kong Hai didn’t hesitate—he jumped in after her.