Chapter 163: Buddha Light Salvation

At that moment,
the inexplicable madman followed me into the stairwell.
His eyes, brimming with murderous intent,
locked onto me like nails.
Though his build wasn’t particularly large,
the oppressive pressure he exuded was suffocating.

Up to now,
I had no idea why he was following me,
or why he attacked without a single word.
But if he was determined to kill me,
I couldn’t just stand there and die.
I had to fight back.

The iron wire Gu in my sleeve was already primed and ready.
The Golden Bee Gu had flown silently behind him,
its stinger extended,
poison needle gleaming.
The moment the Gu insects struck,
he would die for sure.
There was no time to think about the consequences.

Just as I tensed for the decisive moment—
as the man leaped toward me,
and the iron wire Gu had already shot out halfway—
the prayer beads on my wrist suddenly erupted with intense golden light.

“Aaaahhh!!”

The man clutched his face,
as if the light had blinded him.
Logically, ordinary people shouldn’t even be able to see this kind of light.

At the same time,
the iron wire Gu that had been shot out
was bathed in the golden radiance
and instantly retracted back into my sleeve,
not daring to be touched by even a sliver of it.

Under the brilliance of the light,
the man wailed in agony,
as though enduring unbearable torment.
At first he swung his short knife wildly through empty air,
but eventually he dropped the blade entirely
and collapsed into sobbing.

Only then did I realize—
in my panic earlier,
I had frantically pressed the elevator button for the 30th floor.
This was right in front of that old lady’s door.
The prayer beads had resonated with the Buddha light emanating from inside her home.
A powerful wave of sacred radiance
completely enveloped the crazed man.

He clutched his head,
body trembling violently in pain,
tears streaming endlessly.
I cautiously approached
and heard him repeating over and over:

“What have I done?!”

“You… you… who are you?
Why were you following me?”

I asked.

It seemed his mind had been completely unhinged earlier,
but now a sliver of clarity was slowly returning.

“I shouldn’t have!
I did something wrong!
I committed a terrible mistake!
You saw the mural!
You know too much!
You must die!”

The man’s tone suddenly turned frantic again.
Murderous intent flared in his eyes once more
as he raised the knife.

I couldn’t understand a single word of this nonsense.
And even such pure, holy Buddha light
couldn’t wash away the killing intent and madness in his heart?

Then I realized the situation had turned dire.
This madman could withstand the Buddha light and approach me,
but both of my Gu insects refused to be exposed to even a trace of it.
Didn’t that mean I was now completely defenseless?

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry!
But you know too much…
You must die…
Please forgive me.”

The man sobbed bitterly,
yet he slowly raised the sharp knife again.

At that exact moment,
the door behind me suddenly opened.
Just like the last time I visited the old lady,
it was as though the gates of a Buddha realm had swung wide.
Dazzling light poured out,
faint Sanskrit chants echoed softly,
and the scent of incense drifted through the air.
Even the fleeting killing intent that had risen in me
was instantly soothed and extinguished.

“No! No—!”

The man’s left hand clamped desperately over his right wrist—the one holding the knife.
Then he turned and scrambled away in a frantic crawl,
fleeing the range of the Buddha light.
He was so panicked
that he tumbled straight down the stairwell.

“What’s going on?
Hm? Little Xia girl?”

The old lady stepped out from the doorway,
her entire body enveloped in Buddha light.
In that moment,
she truly looked like a living Bodhisattva descended to earth.

“Phew! You really saved my life!
That man just now was about to attack me—
thank goodness you opened the door and scared him off.”

I said gratefully.
When I had backed away earlier,
I must have accidentally bumped into her door,
prompting her to come check.

“That man who ran away?
How dangerous.
I never expected such a scoundrel still existed.
Who exactly was he?”

The old lady frowned.
Since the man had fled,
he was obviously guilty.

“I don’t know him at all.
I noticed him following me downstairs,
but I never thought he’d follow me all the way up.”

I said, still shaken.
At the same time,
I ordered the Golden Bee Gu to follow the man—
I needed to find out who he really was.

“Really now,
public safety is getting worse these days.
Little Xia, you need to be more careful too.
Don’t wander around at night.”

The old lady advised gently.

“Mm, I’ll be careful.
It’s fine now.
I’ll head back to my room.
Thank you so much.”

I nodded,
then turned and left her doorway.
The intense Buddha light from her home
actually made me feel quite uncomfortable if I stayed too long.

But regardless,
I had discovered something important:
even someone with such heavy killing intent
would be affected by the sacred Buddha light at the old lady’s door—
collapsing into tears and repenting their sins.
This place was practically a sanctuary,
a true safe house.

Meanwhile,
the Golden Bee Gu followed the man.
He ran straight out of the neighborhood
and soon reached over a kilometer away.
His path was completely erratic—
pure panic, no destination in mind.
So the direction he fled was meaningless.

Unfortunately,
even though my Golden Bee Gu had reached Rank 5
and gained some special abilities,
its scouting range hadn’t expanded.
This wasn’t the Gu’s fault—
it was mine.
My mental strength was too weak.
Beyond a certain distance,
I could no longer control the Golden Bee Gu properly.

In fact,
after both Gu insects reached Rank 5,
I had already faintly sensed
that the blood contract was struggling to restrain them.

I had read about this in one of the old books Bai Yue recommended:
Gu insects are extremely dangerous entities.
Without a life-bound Gu to suppress them,
unless the host’s strength is overwhelming,
they will easily turn and devour their master.

Throughout history,
seven or eight out of every ten famous Gu masters
died from backlash by their own Gu—
in horrifying, tragic ways.

I had no life-bound Gu,
and I certainly wasn’t powerful.
Raising two Rank 5 Gu insects
was practically suicide.
My weak blood contract could never hold them back.

Yet neither the Golden Bee Gu nor the iron wire Gu
showed any intention of rebelling.
Even though the binding force had weakened,
they still obeyed my commands willingly.

How should I describe it?
It felt as though our relationship
had shifted from master and servant
to something more like superior and subordinate.
As long as I didn’t give absurd orders,
they were still willing to follow.

Why was that?
Were these two just unusually obedient?
I couldn’t figure it out for now.

Since I had lost track of the man,
I could only recall the Golden Bee Gu
and head back home.
At the same time,
I pondered what he had said:
“You know too much”?

The mural…
he must have been referring to the graffiti Fei’er painted on the wall.
There really was information hidden in it—
things Fei’er herself might not remember,
but her subconscious wanted to convey.

The mural depicted a murder case.
What role did this man play in it?
Was he the one who killed the “older brother” Fei’er mentioned?
Or the one who tried to kill Fei’er?
Or perhaps Fei’er’s father?

I had no answers yet.
For now,
I could only calm my mind,
lock the door securely,
take a shower,
practice Taiji Quan once more before bed,
and finally go to sleep.

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