Yu Xin didn't want to crush her hopes, but she also didn't want her to keep expecting this. If time dragged on and her longing to see him grew stronger day by day, and she found out he was dead when she was absolutely determined to see him, the blow would be too great for her.

Moreover, Liuli and her group destroyed so many Buddhist temples and killed so many Buddhist disciples throughout the Central Plains. Given that monk's personality, he should have jumped out to stop them long ago. However, half a month has passed and he has not appeared. Therefore, it is highly likely that he has already passed away.

Yu Xin hesitated for a while before saying in a low voice, "Miss, given his cultivation level, a hundred years is indeed not enough time for him to die. However, have you not heard about the lightning and fire calamity that will occur after we leave the Central Plains? There are also all sorts of crises in the cultivation world. How easy is it for someone to die?"

Liuli's face turned pale. No wonder, no wonder she hadn't been able to find him in the Central Plains several times. He should have appeared long ago in the past half month, but he hadn't. Could it be that he... really died?

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a suffocating feeling came from her chest. She subconsciously pressed her hand to her chest and tightened it, trying to alleviate the pain in her heart, but it was no use.

Liuli's breathing was rapid, and she lowered her head deeply to hide the sorrow on her face.

Was that glance in the City of Gods and Demons a hundred years ago the last? If so, we should really ask him what those three words, "I love you," really meant.

Seeing Liuli's pained expression, Yu Xin felt a pang of sympathy. She prepared some words to comfort her, but dozens of whooshing sounds interrupted her. She turned her head and saw dozens of golden lights flying rapidly from the horizon, quickly arriving beside them and revealing the figures of monks.

The dozens of monks looked at the horrific scene in the Buddhist temple below with sorrowful expressions, then looked up at Liuli and shouted, "You vile fox, we Buddhist disciples will one day tear you to pieces to comfort the souls of all the Buddhist disciples who died tragically at your hands!"

Seemingly aware that their numbers were too small to contend with Liuli and her thousand-plus divine beasts, they cursed and then flew away.

Liuli raised her head to look at the backs of the dozens of monks. Her face was still sorrowful, her eyes red-rimmed, but filled with hatred as she thought of the horrific scene on Fox Plain. She spoke in a hateful voice, her tone cold: "Yu Xin, chase after them and kill them all. Remember, leave no one alive!"

Yu Xin nodded in agreement, raised her voice, and called out to the crowd below. Soon, more than a thousand divine beast youths took to the air and, led by Yu Xin, chased after the dozens of monks.

Only Liuli remained, sitting alone on the lotus platform, her face filled with sorrow. She murmured, "Monk Shichan, are you... really dead? Otherwise, why didn't you come to see me even after hearing the news of my arrival in the Central Plains? Even if... even if you didn't want to see me, you should have stopped me, prevented me from killing too many of your Buddhist disciples..."

Two lines of tears slid down silently, quietly telling of the deep longing and sorrow of unrequited love in Liuli's heart.

After a long, long time, through her tear-blurred vision, Liuli realized that the figures of the group of divine beast youths had already flown far away, so far that she could hardly see them anymore. She came back to her senses, wiped away her tears haphazardly, and whispered to herself, "Monk Shichan, I believe you are not dead, you must not be dead, because... you still owe me an explanation."

Let me explain what those three words, "I love you," really mean.

The lotus platform beneath Liuli suddenly moved, flying at an extremely fast speed in the direction where the many divine beast youths had left, leaving a faint black shadow in the air.

She was so grief-stricken that she didn't notice anything unusual.

Why did no other righteous disciples come to the aid of the Buddhist temple they had just destroyed, even though the beacon towers were lit? Instead, only a few dozen monks came.

These dozens of monks were far too few for the more than a thousand divine beast youths, so they had no choice but to flee. Therefore, she didn't even consider whether these dozens of monks were intentionally leading them somewhere.