Before Jiang Si could speak, Bi Haitian continued, "I've seen a lot."

"Human hearts are treacherous, filthy, and utterly hypocritical. Heaven is unjust; murderers and arsonists have children and grandchildren living happily ever after, while I repair bridges and roads, and have done good deeds all my life. I have never wronged anyone, so why should I have such an ending?"

"What's the point of keeping these scoundrels around?"

Bihaitian is aggressive and intimidating; if you're not careful, you might fall into his trap.

But Jiang Si's Dao heart was so firm that it surpassed even the five-colored stones used by Nuwa to mend the sky. Moreover, she was extremely supportive of the Dao and dared to say that the Dao was unjust, which was to trample on her faith.

“There is no such thing as a completely enlightened heart in this world. Even gods and Buddhas who have seen through the mortal world can go astray and become possessed. I admit that you died a very unjust death in this life, but grudges and grievances are like twins, entangled and never ending. Have you ever looked at your past life? Is your current life a way to atone for the cause of your past life?”

Heaven is merciless, therefore it is most just.

Bi Haitian stared at Jiang Si for a moment, then laughed and said eloquently, "Master Jiang truly deserves to be the most promising disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

That's what they really meant.

At the same time, the magic was withdrawn, allowing time and space to continue flowing.

The others continued doing what they were doing, completely unaware that anything had happened.

Only Han Yunluo.

She frowned slightly and asked quietly, "Did something just happen?"

Jiang Si couldn't help but sigh. If Han Yunluo had practiced her sect's techniques, she would definitely have become a great master, and perhaps even surpassed her achievements.

Li Jianshan was the most talented person she had ever seen among ordinary people, but he was still far inferior to Han Yunluo.

Talent is something that makes people feel miserable when they compare themselves to others.

Bihaitian also looked at Han Yunluo, feeling even more gratified.

Noticing his expression, Jiang Si: "..."

What's wrong with this blue sea and sky?

It's just the same surname, what's he so pleased about?

Han Yunluo also looked at the blue sea and sky, and that strange feeling welled up in her heart again, "Have we met somewhere before?"

That sounds too much like a flirtation.

But Jiang Si knew that Han Yunluo was definitely not trying to flirt; if she said they were familiar with each other, then they must have met before.

A cryptic thought lingered in Bi Haitian's eyes: "The world changes, but it's just one cycle after another for people. Perhaps we've met before in those cycles."

"We are destined to meet. I promise you, as long as those people don't do anything stupid in front of me again, I won't lay a hand on them." Consider it as repaying Jiang Si for saving Han Yunluo's life.

That promise carries immense weight.

Jiang Si had always hoped to reconcile if possible, and now that he had promised not to take action unless someone offended him, she felt relieved.

She immediately changed the subject: "Young Master Han is indeed a man of few words. I thank you on behalf of everyone."

The fact that Bi Haitian could survive in the Avici Hell for thousands of years without ever leaving unscathed speaks volumes about the depth of his magical power, a level they dared not even imagine, nor were they capable of doing anything about.

As long as they don't commit murder again, they can turn a blind eye.

As for his relationship with Han Yunluo, the truth will come out one day; it doesn't seem like a romantic relationship at all.

Grandpa Han clearly recognized Jiang Si. Seeing his grandson chatting so happily with Jiang Si, he walked over with a cheerful smile.

"Master Jiang, I have long admired your name."

"Your presence here is truly an honor to my humble abode," said Old Master Han, politely inviting Jiang Si to step aside.

Out of respect for Bihaitian, they gave Bihaitian, who was nominally their grandfather, plenty of face.

"Mr. Han, you flatter me too much."

After exchanging a few words, Master Han made a difficult request: "Master Jiang, I know you are highly skilled in medicine, but I would like to ask you for help again this time."

“Please speak,” Jiang Si said respectfully.

The azure sea and sky seemed to be smiling, yet not smiling.

Grandpa Han glanced at Bihaitian and said, "When he was young, someone predicted Yuan Ting's fate, saying that he would not live past thirty-two. He was able to turn misfortune into good fortune this time, but he just wants Master Jiang to predict it again."

Jiang Si: "..."

How could I possibly presume to predict the fate of such an important figure? Besides, his fate is no longer within the Three Realms and Five Elements; it's beyond her calculation.

Jiang Si's expression remained unchanged, while Bi Haitian smiled and said, "Please, Master Jiang, put my grandfather at ease."

Jiang Si: Are you kidding me?

“Master Han, I observe that Young Master Han’s destiny has changed. From now on, he will have a life of lasting blessings. Destiny is not fixed. Perhaps it is because Heaven has a benevolent nature and sows good seeds to reap good fruit.”

Jiang Si said it half-truthfully.

"Haha, good, good." Master Han laughed heartily, and the weight on his heart was finally lifted.

His grandson had been frail and sickly since childhood, but his condition suddenly improved recently. He had been worried that it was just a temporary relapse before his death, but now he can finally rest easy.

To thank Jiang Si, he generously transferred another ten million to her account.

Jiang Si found the money too hot to handle, so she donated it to charity. She wouldn't dare take the money from Bihaitian.

Bi Haitian took control of the Han family and quickly established himself with swift and decisive measures.

Jiang Si didn't care about these things, as long as they didn't interfere with the matters she was in charge of.

She was quite surprised that Bihai Tian came to talk to Han Yunluo about Buddhism.

Isn't it a bit incongruous to talk about such a powerful villain?

The Buddhist teaching is that one can lay down the butcher's knife and instantly become a Buddha.

When Jiang Si opened the door and saw Bi Haitian's figure, she was stunned, but she got used to it afterward.

After all, Bihaitian was genuinely discussing Buddhism with great seriousness.

Guan Qingchen was eyeing him covetously.

Jiang Si pulled him back, "Don't be so jealous. I don't believe you can't see that there's no romantic relationship between men and women in this Bihaitian."

"But why is that?" Despite saying that, Guan Qingchen was still unhappy.

It's really frustrating that I can't beat them in a fight.

Jiang Si patted him, "I understand."

After this happened more often, Jiang Si asked Han Yunluo to inquire more about the Asura King.

Bi Haitian raised an eyebrow. "Jiang Si asked you to ask, didn't she?"

They said they were talking about Buddhism, but they weren't really hiding it from people.

Jiang Si set up a special space in her home, similar to a Buddhist shrine, for Han Yunluo to use, since the space was large enough.

“I always say that the Great God of the Azure Sea is a god,” Jiang Si said with a hint of flattery. “I wonder if you have ever seen the Asura King in that place?”

Bi Haitian's expression was somewhat subtle as he said, "Have you ever considered that perhaps I was sent by the Asura King?"

Jiang Si's face turned cold instantly. She took a few steps back, then realized she had overreacted and laughed, "You're really joking. If that were the case, why didn't he come up himself?"

Given Asura King's nature, if he could come out on his own, he would definitely be the first to attack.

His magical power is much stronger.

Jiang Si still remembers the look in Asura King's eyes when they perished together, a look that seemed to want to tear her flesh and devour her blood.