Chapter 202: Bodhi Seed

What the hell is this?!

Hands trembling, Lin Yu suddenly yanked open the top of her sailor uniform.

Her pupils shook violently.

Her once-flat lower abdomen had bulged outward in a grotesque arc.

Beneath the thin skin, dark bluish veins could be seen pulsing faintly.

What was even more terrifying—

That bulge was moving.

“Gurgle… gurgle…”

“T-this is…”

“This is…”

“Ridiculous…”

“f*cking ridiculous!”

“I’m pregnant?!”

What kind of joke was this?!

I’m a pure, red-blooded man, damn it!

This body might be a magical girl, but how the hell could drinking one cup of water—

“Ugh—!!”

A tearing, ripping pain rampaged violently through her abdomen.

“Aaah—!”

Her legs went weak, and with a thud, Lin Yu collapsed to her knees.

From a distance, she looked exactly like a devout believer kneeling before the Buddha, confessing her sins.

Beads of cold sweat instantly seeped from her forehead, mixing with the dust clinging to her face and sliding down her pale cheeks.

“Hah… hah…”

She curled up in agony, her body bent like a cooked shrimp.

“Amitābha…”

Blood Bodhi clasped its hands together, sorrowful and compassionate.

“Benefactor, why panic so?”

Stepping through the sticky layer of blood and sludge on the floor, it advanced toward her step by step.

Squish… squish…

Wet, sticky sounds echoed.

“If you had not been stubborn and given rise to killing intent earlier, why would this humble monk need to use the Vajra Wrath method to forcibly save you both?”

Its mouth split open all the way to the ears.

“What you drank just now was no ordinary water.”

“It was carefully brewed over forty-nine days, using the despairing flesh and blood, the venomous obsessions, and the festering pus of countless failed ones who died hopelessly in this Pure Bliss Garden—”

“—【Human Pill Corpse Nectar】.”

“Well?”

Blood Bodhi tilted its head slightly, ghostly flames dancing in its eye sockets.

“Was the red date sweet?”

“Was the tea warm and smooth going down?”

“Guh—!!”

Lin Yu couldn’t take it anymore.

Her stomach churned violently, and she dry-heaved until tears streamed from her eyes.

“Do not resist, Benefactor.”

Blood Bodhi’s voice became gentle—unnaturally gentle.

“By now, the seeds of the gospel have already taken root and begun to sprout within your organs.”

“In less than a hundred breaths…”

“Those lovely little children will devour your internal organs, suck your marrow dry, and use your flesh as a warm bed…”

“And in the end—”

It suddenly spread its arms wide, making an explosive gesture.

“They will burst forth from your body!”

“You shall become a puddle of rotten sludge—what a wondrous final destination!”

“Of course…”

“My Buddha is merciful, unwilling to see sentient beings suffer.”

Two streams of black, turbid tears slid slowly down its cheeks, dripping onto the floor and corroding two small pits into the stone.

“As long as the two of you are willing to lay down your blades, kneel, and take refuge—embracing this gospel of rot…”

“This humble monk can grant you…”

“Eternal liberation.”

“Great compassion… great compassion indeed…”

A weak voice interrupted its intoxicated sermon.

“…Huh?”

Blood Bodhi paused.

The girl kneeling on the ground slowly lifted her head.

Her face was twisted with pain, bangs soaked through with cold sweat—

But in her eyes, there burned a furious fire.

“Go f*ck yourself.”

“Who the hell wants to…”

“Who the hell wants to hug your pile of disgusting rotten meat…?”

“You bastard…”

The air froze instantly.

Blood Bodhi’s compassionate face visibly chilled.

The ghostly flames in its eyes abruptly turned into blood-red killing intent.

“As expected…”

“You cannot speak of ice to summer insects.”

“Mortal flesh cannot comprehend the true god.”

It slowly raised one hand.

At its fingertips, a mass of nauseating black light began to condense.

“Since the benefactor insists on courting death…”

“Then this humble monk shall fulfill your wish—”

BANG!

A gunshot shattered the deathly silence of the Buddha hall!

A streak of pink lightning ripped through the darkness!

SPURT!

Blood Bodhi’s voice cut off abruptly.

Its head—still preaching its grand doctrines—exploded instantly into a cloud of blood mist!

Fetid liquid sprayed everywhere as the headless body swayed unsteadily.

“…Huff.”

A faint scent of strawberry sweetness drifted into Lin Yu’s nose.

She struggled to turn her head, following the direction of the gunshot.

At the corner entrance—

Pink twin-tails fluttered in the airflow.

A black JK uniform skirt swayed lightly.

A pink heavy sniper rifle smoked gently.

“Senior!”

The girl blinked, freed her right hand, and gave a salute toward Blood Bodhi’s corpse.

“Judging by the situation, looks like we arrived just in time!”

It was Li Qing!

“HYAAH—!”

Before Lin Yu could even finish feeling moved, a fierce shout came from the main entrance.

BOOM—!

A massive shield glowing dark gray barreled in like a bulldozer!

Chen Bing!

Encased head to toe in psionic armor, she slammed her left-arm Great Wall heavy shield forward, smashing Blood Bodhi’s remains—just as it tried to stand again—hard into the wall!

SPLAT!

The already-ruined body collapsed into a puddle of sludge, completely motionless.

“Careful! That thing isn’t that easy to kill!”

Clutching her stomach, Lin Yu shouted a warning with everything she had.

“Understood.”

A cool, detached voice sounded behind her.

Yano Hotaru.

She was the last to arrive—and she hadn’t transformed.

Perhaps her Soul Anchor Index was still hovering at dangerous levels.

Or perhaps she simply believed the other two were more than enough for an enemy of this caliber.

She walked straight to Luo Shaotian, who lay collapsed nearby.

He was completely unconscious now.

His brow was tightly furrowed, his complexion an unhealthy grayish-blue.

Cold sweat poured from his forehead, his body soaked as if he’d been pulled from icy water.

Yano Hotaru flipped his eyelids open and checked.

His pupils were already beginning to scatter.

“It’s Nurgle poison.”

She stood up, her deep slate-colored eyes turning toward Lin Yu.

“How were you so careless? As an infiltrator, consuming unknown food or drink is taboo. Do I really need to teach you something this basic?”

“It was because—”

Lin Yu clutched her agonizing abdomen and tried to explain how she’d sworn that oath—

But her throat was too dry. No words came out.

“Forget it. We’ll talk about this stupidity after we’re back. You can write a ten-thousand-word self-criticism then.”

Yano Hotaru sighed helplessly, her gaze sweeping over the eerie Buddha hall.

“Rookie. Do you remember the core characteristic of the 【Blood Bodhi】 contaminant?”

“I recall we highlighted that page in red during training.”

“Uh…”

Characteristic?

Ma’am!

At a time like this, you’re really giving me a pop quiz?!

Lin Yu grimaced in pain, desperately rummaging through her mushy memories.

It seemed like…

Like… Blood Bodhi had extremely strong vitality…

Even if reduced to pulp, it could revive…

“Nonsense. That’s common to all Nurgle-type contaminants.”

“And what else?”

“The key point.”

“And also…”

“And also… there was something called… 【Bodhi Seed】—!”

Lin Yu’s eyes flew open, like she’d grabbed a lifeline.

“Yes! The Bodhi Seed—that’s its power source? Like a vital point?!”

“Hmph. Not completely stupid.”

Yano Hotaru snorted, turning around. Her gaze swept the hall like a blade.

Hundreds of Arhat and Bodhisattva statues lined the space, their faces heavy and grotesque.

“The Bodhi Seed is that contaminant’s core—its heart.”

“As long as that thing exists, no matter how many times we blow its body apart, it can always regenerate using the filth filling this hall.”

“So here’s the question, rookie.”

“Among thousands of mud-and-wood vessels capable of harboring corruption…”

“Where do you think it’s hiding?”

Lin Yu followed her gaze.

In the dim candlelight, the clay statues stood silently.

Some glared in fury.

Some lowered their eyes in false benevolence.

Some smiled faintly.

And within the shifting shadows—

It felt as though every statue’s belly concealed a beating heart.

“H-how are we supposed to find that?!”

Lin Yu’s scalp went numb.

“This is like searching for a needle in the ocean!”

“Do we really have to smash them open one by one?!”

“If time allowed, that would indeed be a method.”

Chen Bing’s voice came from ahead.

“But unfortunately…”

“That thing doesn’t seem willing to give us that time.”

Crack—crack—crack—!

A dense series of cracking sounds exploded through the hall like popping beans!

Lin Yu watched in horror as the two rows of Arhat and Bodhisattva statues—

All of them—

Moved.

Clay peeled away, revealing dark red flesh beneath.

Those clay eyes snapped open simultaneously.

Black tears streamed down as they all turned to look at them.

“Heeheeheehee…”

“Hahahaha—!”

Countless overlapping laughs rang out once more.

“Looking for my heart, Benefactor?”

“Then come!”

“Rip open this monk’s chest and take a good look!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA—!”

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