Liuli landed among the lush green grass in the valley, and the nine-colored lotus platform she sat on shone brightly. In addition to the golden light, faint traces of wandering black light could also be seen on it.

Yu Xin and Ge Yiyuan then landed and stood on either side of the lotus platform, coldly watching Shi Fan descend.

Liuli stared coldly at Shi Fan, then suddenly chuckled. She turned to Yu Xin and said wickedly, "Yu Xin, do you think these monks have gone stupid from chanting scriptures? The previous monk Shi Chan handed over this lotus platform to me without hesitation, and today this monk Shi Fan just obediently followed us here? Doesn't he know that I deliberately lured him here? Ha, how ridiculous."

Yu Xin chuckled, then gently covered her mouth with her hand and said with a sneer, "What you say is true, young lady. Aren't these monks stupid from chanting scriptures all day long?"

Ge Yiyuan laughed loudly, "It's good that she's stupid! It's good that she's stupid! From now on, when the girl plays with a bunch of idiots, won't she make them run around in circles?"

The two men and the fox flirted with each other without restraint, which made Shi Fan even angrier. His face turned red with anger, and he shouted, "You demonic people, stop talking nonsense! I will not let you off today!"

Liu Li's face darkened, and she said in a cold voice, "Yu Xin, Ge Yiyuan, capture him! I want him alive!"

Yu Xin and Ge Yiyuan stepped forward simultaneously and said in unison, "Yes!"

The two nodded to each other and quickly ran towards Shi Fan's direction.

Currently, Shi Fan's cultivation level is at the mid-stage of the Buddha Heart realm, and his strength is considerable. Therefore, he showed no fear as he watched Yu Xin and Ge Yiyuan rushing towards him. He raised the vajra in his hand, which shone with golden light, and strode forward to meet them.

Yu Xin's weapon was a purple umbrella that shimmered with light. The umbrella itself was purple, hence its name, the Purple Light Umbrella. When opened, it not only blocked attacks, but also, when rotated, emitted numerous tiny, needle-like purple rays that struck the enemy. Because the Purple Light Umbrella had been soaked in highly poisonous liquid for a hundred years during its forging, the purple light emitted from it was all highly toxic. If one were struck by those rays, their body would immediately become weak and powerless.

If someone's cultivation level is higher than Yu Xin's, they can simply use their own spiritual energy to dispel the poison. However, if their cultivation level is lower, they might be infected by the poison all over their body, and if it goes on for too long, they will surely die.

Ge Yiyuan used a fan that was entirely blood-red, made of black iron with sharp, blade-like edges. After the fan was made, it was stained with the baleful energy of the Blood Pool, which is why it had such a blood-red color; it was called the Sharp Blade Fan.

Ge Yiyuan mostly used the fan at close range. His wrist was nimble, and he wielded the fan in a series of afterimages, its sharp edges like blades. If he was far from the enemy, he could also throw the fan, in which case the twelve ribs would separate and instantly become twelve hidden weapons, as sharp and swift as throwing knives.

At this moment, Yu Xin was using his purple umbrella to restrain Shi Fan's vajra with an evil smile, while Ge Yiyuan stepped back and threw his fan at Shi Fan.

The blood-red fan separated, transforming into twelve crimson blades that shot forward at lightning speed. Upon reaching Shi Fan, the twelve blades seemed to have eyes, nimbly dodging Yu Xin and surrounding him completely.

Shi Fan was shocked. He used his strength to deflect Yu Xin's purple umbrella far away, and then swung his vajra horizontally, unleashing a golden Buddhist light that fiercely crashed into Yu Xin.

Yu Xin opened the purple umbrella and held it above her head. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew up, nimbly avoiding the golden Buddha light.

With his vajra, Shi Fan deflected the crimson blades from one direction, and flew out through the opening, thus avoiding the encirclement of the blades.

Ge Yiyuan flew over swiftly and waved his hand, causing twelve sharp beams to converge into a fan that flew into his hand. He chased after Shi Fan, waving the fan downwards, and a crescent-shaped light blade, over a foot long, formed in the air and swiftly slashed towards Shi Fan's entire back.

Feeling the cold light behind him, Shi Fan quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the attack of the light blade. However, at that moment, a large swarm of purple embroidery needles rushed towards him silently.

At this moment, Shi Fan had just dodged Ge Yiyuan's fan blade, and a large number of embroidery needles, probably hundreds of them, were already right in front of him.

There was no way to avoid it. Hundreds of embroidery needles were about to pierce his body, turning him into a hedgehog in an instant. But at that very moment, the numerous embroidery needles seemed to have eyes, spreading out to surround Shi Fan and stopping in their tracks.

Liuli sat cross-legged on the nine-colored lotus platform, leisurely watching Yu Xin and Ge Yiyuan besiege Shi Fan. Seeing that Shi Fan was trapped, she smiled coldly, waved her hand, and released a black rope to bind Shi Fan, who was surrounded by hundreds of embroidery needles.

With a wave of her purple umbrella, Yu Xin caused the hundreds of embroidery needles to vanish in the blink of an eye, leaving only wisps of purple smoke around Shi Fan.

Shi Fan struggled violently for a few moments but could not break free from the Binding God Rope. His face was flushed with anger, and his voice was extremely furious. The two words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth as he roared, "You wicked fox!"

Liuli gave a cold laugh. The lotus platform she sat on flashed with light and slowly began to rise. Her icy gaze shifted from Shi Fan to Ge Yiyuan, and she said indifferently, "Ge Yiyuan, take him and come with me."

Ge Yiyuan nodded and replied, "Yes!"

So Liuli drove the lotus platform to fly in front, Yu Xin followed closely behind, and Ge Yiyuan held tightly to the Binding God Rope on Shi Fan's body and followed at the very back.

This is a dilapidated little village a little far from Bodhi Temple. The villagers suffered a calamity in the previous war. The able-bodied men were conscripted and never returned. Many of the old, weak, sick and disabled starved to death. Most of the survivors went to live with relatives. The whole village is now deserted.

On the edge of the village stood a dilapidated temple. Its two large doors could not be closed properly and creaked in the wind. Stepping through the two doors into the main hall, one found it covered in dust, with cobwebs covering the tables, chairs, utensils, and Buddha statues.

Because the valley was still within the Pure Land Mountains, Liuli was afraid that the monks from Bodhi Temple might pass by and ruin her plans, so she found this place instead.

At this moment, Shakyamuni was firmly bound by the Binding God Rope and thrown in front of the Buddha statue. He was kneeling on the futon facing the Buddha statue, his eyes closed, and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The nine-colored lotus platform hovered about a foot off the ground beside Shi Fan. Liu Li sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, coldly watching Shi Fan chant sutras with his eyes closed.