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Chapter 184 Prostitute Transforms into a Monster! This humble monk can tell you're not human at first glance.
"Hehehe... Master, you are much more straightforward than I imagined."
Hearing Long Yan's crisp and decisive answer, the woman in the cheongsam paused slightly, then let out an even more alluring and seductive laugh. Her gaze towards Long Yan was like that of someone looking at prey caught in a spider's web, full of a triumphant and determined amusement.
She winked at Axe Guy behind her, signaling them to continue watching the game, then made a "please" gesture and led the way, swaying her voluptuous waist.
"Master, this way please. We have our best VIP rooms upstairs, guaranteed to be absolutely quiet and private, and no one will disturb our 'cultivation'." Her voice clearly reached Long Yan's ears amidst the noisy music.
Long Yan followed behind her expressionlessly. Uncle Da wanted to follow, but Long Yan stopped him with a look.
"Uncle Da, wait for me downstairs," Long Yan said in a voice only the two of them could hear. "If I haven't come down in half an hour, contact Captain Jia Shan."
Uncle Da's heart tightened; he immediately understood the danger that awaited him upstairs. His playful expression vanished instantly, replaced by a grave nod: "Boss, you...you must be careful!"
Long Yan said no more and followed the woman in the cheongsam up the spiral staircase leading to the second floor, which was covered with a thick Persian carpet.
The second floor was much quieter than the first. The corridor lights were deliberately set to an ambiguous pink, and the walls were adorned with oil paintings of nude women in various alluring poses. The air was filled with a richer mixture of fragrance and hormones.
The woman in the cheongsam led Long Yan to the end of the corridor, in front of a private room with a sign that read "Emperor's Hall" hanging on the door.
She used a gold-embossed room key to open the door with a "beep".
"Master, please come in. Tonight, I am yours." She turned to the side, making a seductive invitation.
Long Yan stepped into the room.
With a bang, the heavy door slammed shut behind him, cutting off all outside noise.
The room's decor was extremely luxurious, yet also decadent. There was a huge circular waterbed, a mirror on the ceiling, and various bizarre "enhancement" tools on the bedside table.
The woman in the cheongsam turned around and coiled around Long Yan's body from behind like a beautiful serpent. She brought her fiery red lips to Long Yan's ear and whispered in a voice that could melt steel:
"Master... do you know? What I like most is a man like you who looks virtuous but is actually quite respectable..."
"Tear off your masks of asceticism and hypocrisy with my own hands, watch you reveal your most primal instincts before me, and hear your beastly panting beneath me..."
"That thrill of conquest is...it's just too wonderful..."
As she spoke, her slender fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, began to wander restlessly over Long Yan's body, trying to unbutton his clothes.
However, Long Yan's body remained as still as an ancient, unyielding iceberg.
His eyes remained calm and cold.
He simply stood there quietly, letting her unleash her seductive charms on him, as if watching a scurrying, self-important ant.
Finally, the woman in the cheongsam realized the fatal incongruity.
She stopped what she was doing, looked up, and stared incredulously into Long Yan's clear, mirror-like eyes, devoid of any desire.
"You... what's wrong with you?!" Her voice betrayed a hint of panic and astonishment for the first time. "You... aren't you a man?!"
She was utterly confident in her "seductive arts." This was an innate power stemming from her demonic beast nature, capable of directly arousing the primal desires of any male creature. Even the most resolute man couldn't withstand her for more than three minutes.
But this monk in front of me...
He was completely unaffected?!
“You are entwined with the resentment of at least eighteen people who died unjustly.” Long Yan finally spoke slowly. His voice was as cold as a judgment from the deepest hell. “Each resentment is filled with the pain and unwillingness of being tortured to death.”
"You're not having fun with them."
"You are draining their life force and torturing their souls."
"You are not human."
Long Yan's words struck the woman in the cheongsam like thunderbolts!
Her charming smile froze and shattered instantly, replaced by a hysterical, ferocious, and vicious expression after her disguise had been completely torn apart!
"You! Who are you?!" she screamed sharply, her body instinctively trying to break free from Long Yan's grasp.
But it's too late.
Long Yan's hand, which had become like a giant iron clamp, gripped her wrist tightly without her noticing!
"How many people have you killed?" Long Yan's voice was devoid of any emotion; he was simply stating the impending trial.
"Let me go! You damned bald monk!" The woman in the cheongsam began to struggle frantically!
Her body then underwent an extremely terrifying transformation!
Her once beautiful face began to melt and peel off like wax, revealing a terrifying bluish-black skin covered in scales underneath!
Two rows of densely packed, barbed teeth, like those of a piranha, grew from her mouth!
Her body was enveloped by a dense black aura, and her size continued to expand and grow!
She revealed her true form as a demonic beast!
"Since you, you bald monk, have seen through me... it doesn't matter anymore!"
"Today, I'll first drain your yang energy, which is more vigorous than anyone else's! Then I'll chew up your stinking, delicious-looking skin, skin and bones!"
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She let out a terrifying roar unlike any human's, and her other claw, now covered in black scales, lashed out at Long Yan's heart with a fierce wind that tore through the air!
however……
Faced with this terrifying scene, which would drive an ordinary person crazy.
Long Yan's face remained expressionless.
He simply sighed softly, a hint of pity in his eyes.
“Stubborn and unyielding, the crime is compounded.”
With that, he tightened his grip on the beast's wrist with a sudden, sharp movement!
"Om-!"
A layer of golden Buddhist light, hotter than the sun and more powerful than thunder, suddenly shot into the sky from his palm!
The Buddha's light, like a golden chain composed of pure "卍" characters, instantly surged into the monster's body!
"what--!!!!"
... ..... ...
The monster let out a shrill, inhuman scream that could pierce eardrums!
Its body, bathed in golden Buddhist light, resembled scrap iron thrown into a steel mill!
It was burned, melted, and gasified inch by inch, starting from the inside!
Its dense demonic aura, resentment, and death energy were as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of the supremely yang, powerful, and domineering Arhat golden body!
Less than three seconds.
This ferocious beast, lurking deep within the desires of the mortal world and committing boundless atrocities, was completely erased from this world, leaving no trace of its existence.
Not even a speck of ash remained.
The golden light dispersed.
Long Yan released his grip, looking at his clean, spotless palm with an unwavering expression.
He took out a specially made emergency communicator and pressed the call button.
"Pearl of the Orient, second floor, Imperial Hall. The scene has been cleaned up, and the police have been notified to handle the aftermath."
After saying that, he hung up the call.
He straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, then pushed open the door and went out.
It was as if he had casually swatted a buzzing fly.
In the corner of the lobby downstairs.
The paparazzo, who thought he had captured a "major news story," was excitedly packing up to leave.
But just then, he suddenly felt the whole building tremble slightly!
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure that sent chills down his spine flashed by from upstairs!
Then came an extremely short but shrill scream that he would never forget!
He was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, nearly dropping his camera.
He had no idea what was happening upstairs.
All he knew was that he seemed to have photographed something... a forbidden object, ten thousand times more terrifying than "a monk soliciting a prostitute"... a knife.
Chapter 185 A Scandal in Buddhism! A Highly Eminent Monk Turns Out to Be a Playboy?
The following day, the entire Hong Kong media was once again plunged into an unprecedented upheaval because of the name Lung Yen!
The latest issue of "Most Outrageous Weekly" was typeset, printed, and distributed almost overnight, reaching every newsstand, big and small, throughout Hong Kong at an unprecedented speed.
Its cover features a photo of Long Yan and that cheongsam-clad enchantress "arm in arm, intimately close" in the "Pearl of the Orient" dance hall.
The paparazzi's camera angles were extremely tricky, perfectly capturing the woman in the cheongsam's blatantly provocative expression, as well as Long Yan's seemingly "acquiescing" cold profile.
The headline is a hundred times more sensational and vicious than the previous "Jade Girl and Monk Romance"!
"Lust Breaks the Rules! A Highly Respected Monk Turns Out to Be a Playboy?! The Holy Monk Long Yan Seeks Pleasure at Nightclubs, Stays in Rooms with Prostitutes for Extra Services, and the Biggest Scandal in Buddhism is Revealed!"
If the previous rumored relationship with Wang Xian'er could be interpreted by the public as a genuine expression of uncontrollable affection, even tinged with romance, then this time, the irrefutable evidence is overwhelming, leaving no room for denial!
A highly respected Buddhist monk was found to be frequenting nightclubs and engaging in debauchery, even going upstairs to a hotel with prostitutes. This completely shattered everyone's moral bottom line.
Public opinion in Hong Kong exploded instantly!
Those media outlets that had previously praised Long Yan for his "virtue and talent" and "profound Buddhist teachings" immediately made a 180-degree turn, changed their tune, and launched a more intense verbal attack than ever before.
"Hypocrite! Scum! The biggest disgrace to Buddhism! He has defiled the faith of all believers!"
"We've all been fooled by him! He's not some otherworldly saintly monk at all! He's just a shameless rogue in a monk's robe!"
"Boycott! He must be boycotted permanently! Not a single movie he's in should be shown! This morally corrupt person doesn't deserve to appear on the big screen!"
The barrage of insults drowned out any attempts to defend Long Yan. Overnight, Long Yan's image plummeted from "a revered Dharma Protector" to "a rat everyone wants to beat."