Bai Junjun dashed into the Contentment and Joy Hermitage.
This place served as a meditation room for pilgrims to rest, but now it was inhabited by the Former Emperor’s 26 Dowager Consorts.
Among them were the Four Great Noble Consorts and Twenty-two Concubines, the specific ranks of whom Bai Junjun could not clearly distinguish—after all, they were all the Former Emperor’s women.
However, no matter how peerlessly beautiful these women were, their glory had faded with the death of the Emperor, and they could only spend the rest of their lives in solitude amidst dim lamps and ancient Buddhas at this place.
The original persona had been here a few times before, so finding someone was not difficult.
While navigating the twists and turns, she saw many monks scattering willow branches and Great Mercy Water all around.
Of course, sprinkling water was not the objective; these people’s eyes were darting around actively, focusing on the surrounding scenery and environment as if looking for something suspicious.
However, there was nothing here, and they were bound to end up empty-handed.
Just when everyone was puzzled by the lack of any clues, they suddenly saw Bai Junjun appear by the archway, and on seeing her figure, everyone was startled.
They immediately asked alertly, "Who are you?"
Bai Junjun did not hesitate any longer and charged forward with the Vermilion Demon at the ready.
Those fake monks immediately realized she was an external enemy, so they unceremoniously pulled out weapons from their waists to engage her in combat.
All these elite fighters had been honed on the battlefield, and although they had been lying low in Fahua Temple, they still practiced under the Scripture Pavilion every night, so their martial skills had not deteriorated amidst the dim lamps and ancient Buddhas.
However, what good were elite skills?
Bai Junjun had fought countless zombies before, and she had ample experience in close-quarters combat.
The two sides entangled; theoretically, Bai Junjun was younger and a girl, and should have been physically weaker than the men.
But in fact, she was not.
Bai Junjun fought like a man, even more vigorously than a man.
Moreover, Bai Junjun’s techniques were anything but gentle—every move was lethal.
Soon, those men were swiftly defeated due to their underestimation, and Bai Junjun cleanly slashed their throats.
The fight here attracted the other Monks Sa Jing.
When the crowd saw the young girl who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, surrounded by several of their fallen brethren, their eyes heated, and they all rushed at her.
Bai Junjun didn’t falter; as they charged at her, she flicked her wrist, and the Drooping Tube Flower Whip flew out like a swiftly gliding dragon.
As the whip came flying towards them, the men instinctively dodged, but the whip, as if it had eyes, caught them precisely no matter how much they tried to escape.
In this manner, Bai Junjun quickly knocked these men to the ground.
A few, a dozen, over thirty...
The bodies around Bai Junjun kept piling up, and finally, the commotion here also drew the attention of the Abbot and Dowager Consorts who were reciting Buddhist scriptures.
The Four Great Dowager Consorts, all roughly in their forties to fifties, might have been plump in the past, but having lived in the monastery and been vegetarians for several years, they had all slimmed down noticeably and looked younger than before.
The Dowager Consorts were initially startled by the bodies in the courtyard, but soon, they spotted the wrongdoer among these bodies.
It was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen, dressed in a brown monk’s robe with her hair tied back in a ponytail, yet her face was exquisitely beautiful.
The Dowager Consorts stared at the delicate face, perplexed, "Jun...Junjun?"
After all, these Four Great Noble Consorts were once guests of honor at the Emperor’s Royal Court banquets.
Being well acquainted with the noble ladies of the Shi clans of Baiju Country, they recognized her at a glance.