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Chapter 131

Chapter 131

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Liansheng was, in all likelihood, suffering from a chronic affliction of the mind. After questioning him, Ming Li finally understood why he was poisoned at every turn. It was because whenever he saw someone in distress, he felt compelled to save them. He had missed the demonic cultivators' "bitter meat schemes" targeting Buddhist disciples—likely because he was familiar with their faces—but he had fallen, without exception, for every single trap set for disciples of other sects. It was truly a miracle he had survived this long. Fortunately, Dongli’s face was habitually expressionless, which allowed her to suppress her disbelief, leaving only a slight furrow of her snow-white brows. Reflected in her glass-like eyes, this carried a deep sense of disapproval. Yet, finding it difficult to voice, she could only say, "The Buddhist Child is truly pure of heart."

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