CHAPTER 657: CHAPTER 657 AZARHAN SUTRA

"What did you say? Your name... Lin Huan??" I felt a surge of wariness, suspecting he might be a spy from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall.

I scrutinized the youth who claimed to be Lin Huan; his features bore some resemblance to Lin Gang.

But those eyes were exactly like my mother’s.

And my eyes look the same.

While climbing the mountain, the youth scratched his head, "Yes, I am a direct descendant of the Lin Family. I rarely left home in my early years and have little exposure to the outside world, so not many should know me. Why... are you so surprised?"

"I..." I was at a loss for words, unable to think of any excuse.

The youth’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey, Miss Chen, the Begonia Hairpin on your head... how does it also have the power to repel demons?"

A sense of irritation rose within me, and I wanted to confront the youth before me outright.

Clearly, he was a spy from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall, disgustingly exploiting my grandfather’s reputation.

But if I were to rashly make a move, using the scarce Spiritual Power,

It could harm the Life Lamp of Yu Longting within my body...

It would be better to just wait and see what happened.

"Ouch, my leg~" The youth suddenly fell onto the sprawling roots underfoot as cold sweat broke on his forehead.

I looked down at his leg, and in the darkness, a colorfully patterned snake had bitten into the youth’s calf, causing him severe pain and continuous sharp inhales.

The snake, with malevolent eyes, clung firmly to the youth’s calf without releasing.

The long fangs injected blood-sealing venom into the youth’s skin.

I reacted instinctively, grabbing the snake by its vital spot.

Then hurled it far away, "Are you okay, how is it?"

"Leg... my leg... This snake is a century old, its venom has matured into something fierce." The youth’s entire exposed calf turned purplish-black instantaneously.

I hesitated no further, fumbling around on my person.

Found the bottle containing Silkworm Feces and poured one out for the youth, urging him to swallow it.

I ingested a Silkworm Feces myself and took one of the healing elixirs Yu Longting had given me.

After consuming both items, I started to feel slightly better and turned my attention back to the youth, "Are you feeling any better?"

"I... I... It seems I can’t... The poison is spreading too fast, it has already reached my heart..." The youth’s entire skin turned pitch black, his body shivered with spasms, and dark red venomous blood dripped from his mouth.

I was at a loss, looking helplessly at the deep bite marks on the youth’s fair calf, "The elixir you took should neutralize many types of snake venom, it shouldn’t be like this!"

As Yu Longting’s woman, the Snake Tribe usually shows deep respect to me and shouldn’t strike without cause.

Unless, it’s some renegade from the Snake Tribe who opposes Yu Longting.

Glaring at the thrown snake, I suddenly realized, "How... can this be? The snake that bit you has Demonic Qi; can such a small snake cultivate demonic powers?"

"Monster with cultivated Demonic Qi... the brain can dissolve Demonic Qi, help... me." The youth struggled to breathe, speaking in broken gasps as he pleaded for help.

Although I doubted the youth’s identity, he shared my grandfather’s name,

Which prevented me from disregarding his life and death.

My eyes darkened, and I reached out to grab the snake.

The snake slipped away from my grasp, swift as a mudskipper, and burrowed into the mud, disappearing.

I immediately dug through the soil with a knife but found nothing; the demon-infused snake had vanished into thin air!!

And the youth’s life would only last for a moment longer...

What should I do??

What should I do next...

"Allow this humble monk to assist," suddenly, a bald monk appeared.

The monk squatted down, setting his Zen Staff on the ground beside him, "Benefactor, I shall recite a passage from the ’Azarhan Sutra’ for you."

"You must be a high monk, the Snake-Repelling Scroll within the ’Azarhan Sutra’... is difficult for ordinary monks... to be effective..." The youth convulsed in pain, struggling to articulate each word.

At that moment, fresh red blood began to slowly stream from his eyes.

The monk did not reply, placing a single palm against his lips, "Ever compassionate toward him, steadfast rely on Corporis Christi Vedra, compassionate Ira Compass, Corpus Christi Vedra... Buddha breaks all poisons, your snake venom is now broken."

The lengthy scripture was recited extremely quickly.

The blackened areas on the youth’s skin began to visibly return to normal starting from the bitten spot.

However, as I listened to the segment from the ’Azarhan Sutra’, extreme pain surged through my head and abdomen.

Large beads of sweat rolled down my forehead. I looked up.

The youth’s facial features suddenly became grotesquely deformed, gaining many wrinkles and shifting from a fine shape to an inverted triangle, looking...

Like a bitter gourd.

As my abdomen pain worsened, I could no longer care about anything else.

I clutched my belly and started to run, distancing myself from this monk, yet the resounding sound of the monk’s Demon-Breaking chant followed me, "Demoness, where will you go? You forsake proper cultivation to flirt and harm passersby, today is the day you die."