Fang Ling walked into the room and casually closed the door behind him.
"Didn't expect to see you again so soon," Purple Bamboo said.
"Has the Death Wish Curse been resolved?"
Fang Ling nodded slightly and lifted his hand to remove the mask from his face. "Though it was a bit complicated, the Death Wish Curse has been lifted."
"But I've offended the Chuan Clan from the Miao Territory and the Heavenly Dao Sect. They're hunting me down," he said.
Purple Bamboo's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she murmured, "Since I received the abbess's message and returned to Pure Bamboo Nunnery, I've been in seclusion. I didn't know so much had happened to you..."
"These two forces are not to be underestimated. With my current abilities, I can't help you much."
"But if you're willing, I can recommend you to Pu Long Temple."
"Pu Long Temple has deep foundations. Even if those two forces know you're hiding there, they wouldn't dare act rashly."
"With your talent, if you cultivate diligently at Pu Long Temple for a thousand years, you might ascend to the immortal realm."
"By then, you'll have the power to protect yourself, and the world will be yours to explore."
Fang Ling replied, "I'd rather not... A peaceful cultivation life doesn't suit me."
He took a few steps forward, coming closer to her.
Purple Bamboo swallowed nervously and immediately waved her hand to create a barrier.
"You troublemaker, I had just managed to suppress my evil thoughts and have been in pure cultivation for a while."
"Your appearance has disturbed me again..." she muttered, a blush appearing on her fair face.
Fang Ling spread his hands innocently and said, "I didn't do anything!"
Purple Bamboo snorted softly.
Fang Ling said, "I ask for your forgiveness, Master."
After a long while, Fang Ling left the room.
The two young nuns guarding the courtyard immediately greeted him and saw him off.
Having stayed in Elder Purple Bamboo's room for so long, they assumed the two were old friends and didn't dare to be negligent.
Inside the room, Purple Bamboo lay lazily, looking annoyed.
When they parted ways back then, she had vowed to let the past go.
But now, upon meeting again, she had fallen once more, and this time with her disciples nearby.
At that moment, a voice came from outside the door, "Master, your disciple requests an audience!"
"Come in!" Purple Bamboo sat up, adjusted her plain clothes, and said.
A pretty young nun walked in. Unlike the two disciples guarding the door, she was the main character of this Dragon Arena Dao Conference.
The young nun's Dharma name was Jingchen, and she was one of the outstanding disciples of this generation at Pure Bamboo Nunnery, also a renowned prodigy in the Southern Dipper Region.
At only twenty-nine years old, she was already a master in the early Alioth Realm.
"Why is there a strange smell in the room?" She sniffed and muttered.
"The Great Zhou royal family is really lacking in manners, arranging for you to stay in such an unclean room."
Purple Bamboo coughed lightly, waved her hand guiltily, and said calmly, "Jingchen, you're being too attached!"
"For us who have renounced the world, does it matter where we stay?"
"Don't be so concerned with these material things."
"Master's teaching is right!" Jingchen immediately lowered her head, clasped her hands together, and repented to the Buddha.
Purple Bamboo then asked, "Why have you come to see me?"
"I heard that Master once comprehended the Thousand-Handed Guanyin Divine Power at the Dragon Arena. I came to ask if there are any secrets to it?" Jingchen replied.
"Relying on shortcuts isn't good, but opportunities are rare, and I don't want to miss out."
Purple Bamboo gently shook her head and said, "In truth, everyone sees the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele differently."
"How much you can comprehend depends entirely on your own fate. I can't help you."
"But if there's a secret... it's to calm your heart."
"Don't be influenced by others, and don't have too many expectations. Face it with a normal heart."
"When I comprehended the Dao at the Dragon Arena, I thought it was a blessing if I gained something, and fate if I didn't. I focused on doing what I should."
"Thank you for your guidance, Master!" Jingchen nodded. Purple Bamboo's words were quite helpful to her.
In their generation, many heroes emerged, always making her feel immense pressure.
Therefore, she was eager to comprehend the Dao at the Dragon Arena, to enhance her strength and compete with the inheritors of other forces.
"Master, you seem a bit tired? You should rest more," Jingchen said.
"You're already at the peak of the Alkaid Realm. There's no need to push yourself so hard in cultivation."
"The abbess once said that with your talent, becoming immortal in a few years is a sure thing."
Purple Bamboo looked at her disciple, who cared for her, and showed a hint of a gratified smile.
"I'm fine, just had a little mishap earlier. I'll be okay after some rest."
"You should go and rest well, strive to be in your best state for the Dragon Arena Dao Conference."
"Then I'll take my leave!" Jingchen bowed and gracefully retreated.
But just as she was about to leave, Purple Bamboo suddenly called out, "Wait!"
"Is there anything else, Master?" Jingchen asked.
Purple Bamboo said, "At this Dragon Arena Dao Conference, there's someone you need to be wary of."
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"This person is named Ling Fang, wearing a Dragon King mask."
"You are not on the same level as him, so do not get into any conflict with him."
"Ling Fang?" Jingchen frowned, "Among the many prodigies in the Southern Dipper Region, I've never heard of such a person."
"The world is vast and full of wonders. Even among your peers, there are many you can't imagine," Purple Bamboo said calmly.
"After this Dragon Arena Dao Conference, this person will surely become famous."
"The one who just came to visit you, Master, was this person?" Jingchen asked.
Purple Bamboo nodded slightly, "Indeed!"
"He came to seek guidance on some Buddhist scriptures."
"Though he has unparalleled talent, he's tainted with demonic arts. A few years ago, I enlightened him."
"So when he saw that I was here today, he came to seek more guidance."
Jingchen had unwavering faith in her master's words and muttered, "Master, you truly have boundless merit!"
"This person has a deep connection with you, Master. To receive such praise from you, I know he's formidable. I will definitely avoid any conflict with him in the future."
Purple Bamboo nodded slightly and waved her hand, and Jingchen retreated.
"Amitabha Buddha!" After Jingchen left, Purple Bamboo closed her eyes and silently repented.
She felt she was becoming more indulgent.
Like today, she had broken the precept of false speech, lying so easily.
"Hmph, it's all Fang Ling's fault..." she muttered to herself.

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