Unsheathed

An emaciated old monk materialized beside the Black River Great King.

Compared to the old turtle that was as large as a mountain, the old monk was so small that he could essentially be disregarded.

In Chen Ping'an's eyes, however, the aura of the old monk was so lofty and majestic that it was actually the old turtle that appeared like an insignificant speck.

The old monk held his palms together and said "Amitabha" before asking, "Benefactors, can you allow this old monk to bring this turtle back to the Great Round Moon Monastery?"

The scholar smiled and replied, "I have no objections, but you have to ask my brother for his opinion first. You can only take this turtle back if he agrees as well."

The old turtle opened his mouth and begged, "Please save me, Old Monk. I know I was wrong, so I'll definitely study Buddhism peacefully in the monastery in the future. I won't dare to leave without permission again, not in one thousand years and not in ten thousand years."

The old monk looked toward Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an also looked at the old monk, and he said, "It doesn't worry me whether he understands his wrongs or not. I simply want to confirm whether this old turtle can make up for the sins that he's committed all these years."

The Black River Great King wanted to say something, but he quickly discovered that he was unable to make a single sound.

Still holding his palms together, the old monk nodded and replied, "I can guarantee in the old turtle's stead that he will cultivate and make up for his sins in the future. He'll perform good deeds and cultivate good karma, and this will be more beneficial for the world than simply killing him right now."

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything else.

A hint of a smile appeared on the old monk's face as he nodded and looked toward the opposite shore of the river, chanting "Amitabha" before silently saying that there was salvation in repentance.