Dorothy spoke softly as if talking to herself. The one who had, in fact, said those words was Xienna. Currently, she coexisted with Dorothy.
Dorothy knew about Alex’s condition, so she answered, “He really wants to walk the path of Buddhist cultivation, but Buddhist cultivation doesn’t necessarily mean that he will be a monk.”
Xienna snorted. “If so, he has to be a monk who doesn’t follow Buddhist commandments. Such a person will accomplish very little… How about this? Divorce him, and I’ll introduce you to a truly gifted heir in the future. At least he will achieve Divine Monarch status in the future.”
Dorothy said, “No need. I believe he’ll go beyond Divine Monarch.”
“Hmph! Narrow-minded!”
“Aren’t you more narrow-minded than me?”
The two souls in that body talked and communicated with each other. It was simply a replica of the previous interaction between Carol and the demonic shadow.
At that moment, Alex chanted a string of Buddhist hymns from Sakyamuni. He looked solemn with a magnificent voice while presenting an artistic conception of the Buddha.
“What is he going to do?”
“His appearance reminds me of the last scene in An American Ghost Story 3…”
“Turning into the Buddha?”
The guests at Rockefeller Manor all looked into the sky, discussing and gossiping among themselves.
A lotus full of Buddha’s wrath bloomed on Alex. It slowly descended before enveloping the skyscraper below.
He was refining. He refined the bloody demonic shadows in the bodies of all the possessed people in the skyscraper.
Xienna seemed a little shocked as she said, “It appears your man can indeed achieve something on the path of Buddhist cultivation.”
Alex could at least use that method to destroy the scattered demonic shadows that were fleeing. On the other hand, she could hardly do it with her current method unless she killed those innocent mortals. Who would do something like that if it was unnecessary?
Alex’s method was also the safest.
Alex descended from the sky, went to Dorothy’s side, and looked at her tenderly. “Dorothy, you’ve succeeded. You‘ve finally gotten rid of that old witch and returned borne.”
Dorothy’s expression froze.
However, Alex directly held her face and kissed it.
He finally kissed her. It was still that feeling of being in love.
However…
The next second.
Smack!
Alex was slapped hard across the face. Dorothy knitted her shapely brows and scowled. “Who are you calling an old witch?”
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