Chapter 1440 - 1416: Reunion at Last

Manjushaka was somewhat puzzled; this feeling was too intense, and the source of this sensation was above.

Manjushaka suddenly looked up, and there was a man standing at the top of the waterfall, his entire body covered in blood, staggering as if he had nowhere to go.

It was at this time that Ren Feng saw Manjushaka in the pool.

In that moment, the pale and dizzy Ren Feng was surprisingly stunned.

The feeling was...

He suddenly recalled what Han Buyan had said to him before: "When you see a woman with the Nine Yin physique, you will understand that feeling, that sense of instant comprehension without the need for words, as if amid the vast mountains and seas, amidst the bustling crowds, you can spot her at a glance."

Now he understood, at this moment he instantly knew, she was the woman he was searching for.

Before this, Ren Feng had already given up on this lead, but unexpectedly, in such circumstances, at this time, he saw this woman, a woman destined for him.

The probability of Nine Yang and Nine Yin existing simultaneously is very low, and even if they exist at the same time, they may not necessarily meet each other. But now, Ren Feng and Manjushaka met.

Their gazes crossed in midair, and for a moment, both seemed to have emptied their minds, seeing only each other in their eyes.

The attraction emanating from the other's body was entirely like a magnet, mutually attracting and complementing.

An ethereal smile appeared on Manjushaka's fairy-like face.

That day, as incense smoke filled the temple, I unexpectedly heard the truth in your chant.

That month, I spun all prayer wheels, not for transcendence, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I prostrated myself along the mountain path, not to meet divinity, but to feel your warmth.

That life, circling mountains, waters, and towers, not to cultivate the afterlife, but just to encounter you along the way.

That moment, I raised wind horses, not to seek blessings, but to await your arrival.

That day, I piled stones, not for virtue, but to cast a stone into the lake of my heart.

That month, I spun all prayer wheels, not for transcendence, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I prostrated along the mountain path, not to meet divinity, but to feel your warmth.

This life, circling mountains, not for reincarnation, but just to encounter you along the way.

I once forgot everything, abandoned faith, forsaking reincarnation, just for that rose that had cried before Buddha, destined, but never met you.

Manjushaka did not know what she felt in that moment; she only felt as if Ren Feng was the only one left in the world.

Ren Feng's lips twitched slightly, and then the next moment, he felt dizzy and lost consciousness, falling directly from the mountain top.

His body, like the waterfall cascading down, plunged into the pool below.

Plop!

Water splashed everywhere, and Ren Feng's body floated on the water's surface, drifting toward the pool.

Manjushaka's heart skipped; she stretched out her hand to catch Ren Feng, seeing his pale face, and could not help but touch it gently.

"You are the karma destined for me."

Manjushaka examined Ren Feng, the hidden energy within him made her certain he was the Nine Yang physique.

"I never thought Nine Yin and Nine Yang would meet one day."

Joy filled Manjushaka's eyes; her ethereal fairy-like temperament, untouched by the world, was not diminished by her smile, which instead made her appear even more stunning.

In the north, there is a beauty; a smile can bring down cities, another can topple a nation, a description fitting her.

Manjushaka's hand hovered over Ren Feng's body, instantly sensing the situation inside him.

Ren Feng's condition was quite dire; having used the escape magic of the Primordial Emperor, he had lost nearly half of his vital essence, with decreased vitality inevitably leading to exhaustion.

Importantly, Ren Feng was forced to this last resort; the Brahma Sect's experts were closing in. If he didn't escape swiftly, he'd find no retreat but death when surrounded.

Manjushaka assessed Ren Feng's internal state with a frown when suddenly noises sounded outside.

"You can't enter; the holy maiden is bathing inside."

"Inform her; I suspect that intruder has infiltrated the holy maiden's residence. For her safety, we must search the premises."

"But, but the holy maiden is still bathing."

The two attendants were anxious.

But just then, Manjushaka's calm voice echoed: "Then enter and search."

Several experts at the door pushed their way in, seeing the holy maiden's back soaking in the pool.

"Apologies for the urgency; we hope the holy maiden understands."

Manjushaka asked calmly: "What happened?"

"An outsider intruded into the Brahma Sect, escaped earlier; we're searching now, fearing he may come your way and endanger you, thus the special search."

The speaker kept his head down, not daring to broaden his awareness.

"Understood, go on."

"Yes."

The experts scattered, searching nearby rooms, glancing at the distant stream and pool.

Though the waterfall continued flowing, the experts meticulously searched every corner of nearby rooms; nearly five minutes later, they emerged.

"Nothing found; if the holy maiden notices any trace, please inform us to ensure your safety."

"I understand."

The experts retreated to the door, never daring to glance at Manjushaka; after all, she was the Brahma Sect's holy maiden, destined for divine sacrifice. Who dared offend her status?

Typically, Brahma Sect's holy maidens have two fates: becoming the next Sect Leader, though unlikely, or becoming sacrificial offerings.

Unfortunately, Manjushaka was the latter.

Only after everyone left did Manjushaka resurface Ren Feng from the water, gazing at his still unconscious face, gently caressing it.

Then, Manjushaka stood, stepping from the pool, her ethereal form revealed to the world.

She draped a sheer veil over her body, then carried Ren Feng into a room.