"Amitabha~"
A sweet, coquettish recitation of the Buddha's name sounded from behind Pei Yuhang.
If the chant of an eminent monk would inspire a sense of pilgrimage, then this bewitching recitation was like a sea Banshee's call, luring men to leap into an Abyss of debauchery.
Pei Yuhang turned to see a tall nun giving him a dazzling smile.
Although the woman had no long, flowing hair and even bore the ordination scars on her shaved head, the sensuality of her delicate, bewitching features created a stark contrast with her status as a nun. This contrast, in fact, was more likely to stir a man's dark desire to defile the sacred.
But such a Charm Technique was useless against Pei Yuhang, who was accustomed to admiring the elegance of both the Demon Path Saintess and the Righteous Fairies.
He was just a little puzzled. 'Why would a Buddhist Nun with such an impure aura appear in the Dao Sect? And how does she know me…'
