"You... Clara Ning?!"
Ethan Shu, whose aura was unparalleled, couldn't help but stutter in surprise upon hearing the name.
"So, your name is Serena Nie?"
Ethan Shu then turned his gaze towards the other woman dressed in white.
The woman, whose beauty was unparalleled and resembled a celestial maiden, was momentarily taken aback and asked in astonishment, "How do you know my name?"
"Could it be... that the monks of Arany Temple have already set their sights on us sisters?"
The woman in white was frightened by her own conjecture, and couldn't help but feel extremely terrified upon further contemplation.
Ethan Shu ignored Serena Nie and instinctively rubbed his chin, his expression becoming peculiar.
"When I first heard about The Black Mountain Demon, I suspected that I might have traveled to the world of 'A Chinese Ghost Story.'
"But now, it seems more like I've crossed into a parallel universe, giving me a vague and uncertain feeling."
Ethan Shu looked at Serena Nie, whose delicacy and fragility evoked pity.
He then glanced at Clara Ning, whose elegance and beauty were equally striking but completely different in aura from Serena's.
Chase's presence was reminiscent of a bold and spirited leader, combining softness with strength
Ethan Shu murmured to himself, "Well, in this world, it's better for Serena Nie to engage in lesbian love than to see her with the penniless scholar Ning Caichen.
"He couldn't help but feel strange and wonderful about the situation.
The familiar Ning Caichen had turned into the female demon Clara Ning, and it seemed that she had a deep connection with Serena Nie.
Clara Ning exclaimed with a hiss, "What are you mumbling about, you stinky monk? Take this!!"
With a graceful movement, she danced as if a celestial being had descended, her slender arms tossing out her flowing sleeves, which expanded dramatically.
"Sister, let's attack together and subdue this stinky monk!"
"Yes, sister!"
Serena Nie flicked her long sleeves alongside Clara Ning's.
"Swish"
The white and red sleeves intertwined, weaving around the trees surrounding the meadow and surrounding Ethan Shu in the middle.
Ethan Shu's eyes darted around, and he found that all around him, front, back, left, and right, were swiftly moving sleeves.
The figures of the two beautiful female demons had already disappeared.
"Hmph, let's see if your Buddhist teachings are profound or if our sisters' magic is more powerful!"
Clara Ning sniffed, and her proud voice echoed through the woods, making it impossible to pinpoint its direction.
"Let me break your evil spells!"
"Amitabha, the Buddha's Seal of the Swastika!"
Ethan Shu's tongue struck like thunder, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and he summoned his pure Buddhist power and infused it into his palms.
Immediately, Ethan Shu stepped forward a few paces, raised one hand, and with the ferocity of a black tiger striking at its prey, slammed it into the white sleeve to his left front.
The white sleeve belonged to Serena Nie, whose cultivation was slightly inferior to her sister Clara Ning's.
Ethan Shu chose her as his breakthrough point, and naturally, there was no problem.
With a "smack," the golden Buddhist seal of the Swastika exploded like a Taoist palm thunder.
Waves of energy rolled, and the white sleeve dispersed like shattered white butterflies, shattered by Ethan Shu's palm.
Ethan Shu stepped forward, ready to break out.
But just as the white sleeve was blown off in sections, a red sleeve flashed from behind, blocking the gap.
Ethan Shu's face darkened.
"Serena Nie only has two hundred years of cultivation, but Clara Ning has four hundred years. They're really not easy to deal with."
"I have the tattoo of the Great Dragon Vast Bodhisattva protecting me. A female demon with only three hundred years of cultivation can't harm me."
"It's better to play along and let them catch me, so I can investigate whether this pair of female demon sisters are good or evil!"
Ethan Shu remembered that Serena Nie in "A Chinese Ghost Story" was a kind ghost forced by her grandmother to approach Ning Caichen.
But how was Serena Nie in this world?
"If she's good, I'll grant her wish and send her to reincarnation."
"If she's evil, heh, I'll 'transcend' them directly!"
With a pair of bright and deep eyes rotating, Ethan Shu made up his mind.
"You think mere sleeves can trap me?!"
Ethan Shu roared and sank his body.
As he soared, red and white sleeves shot towards him, obscuring his path.
Immediately in mid-air, red and white sleeves shot out, covering Ethan Shu's path.
"Such trivial tricks dare to be displayed in front of an expert!"
Ethan Shu's momentum was like a storm of ten thousand thunderclaps. With a palm strike of the Buddha's Seal of the Swastika, Buddhist power surged, aiming to force a path through.
Unfortunately, with Serena Nie and Clara Ning working together, Ethan Shu, who was only at the initial stage of the Mirror Realm, found it hard to cope.
The sleeves were flexible, and Ethan Shu's powerful strikes felt like punches into cotton, unable to unleash their full power.
"You've lost, monk!"
Chase's triumphant voice resonated as red and white sleeves ensnared Ethan, binding him tightly. In an instant, he found himself wrapped like a dumpling, tumbling to the ground.
"The ghostly attire has quite a fragrance," Ethan mused, noticing the sweet scent emanating from the sleeves.
"Sister, we actually caught him?"
"This little monk is said to be fierce, but in battle, he's nothing remarkable."
Chase, adorned in red, and Serena, draped in white, floated down from the trees like feathers, landing gracefully beside Ethan.
"What should we do with him?" Serena asked.
Chase giggled, "Just moments ago, this little bald donkey wanted to kill you. We must do away with him!"
"But sister, aren't we against killing?"
Chase winked at Serena, her voice flaring, "Silly sister, he was just trying to chase you down! At the very least, we should scare him!"
"We can't kill him, but a little torment wouldn't hurt."
Serena sighed lightly, "Little monk, it seems you won't escape my sister's wrath for chasing after me."
"A bit of suffering is probably unavoidable."
As Ethan, tightly wrapped, emitted soft whimpers, it seemed to convey a message: one could be killed but not humiliated.
Chase huffed, waving her cloud sleeve, and the bindings around Ethan shifted, revealing his head.
Ethan gasped for breath. "You nearly suffocated me!"
Just as Chase was about to act, a strange, mournful melody suddenly echoed from deep within the forest.
In the dim, eerie woods, one could vaguely see the Five Immortal—the Four Great Immortals carrying a lacquer-red coffin, while one scattered paper money into the air as they hurried along.
Chase's expression changed slightly, and with a wave of her delicate hand, the windows of the nearby house flew open.
In an instant, a crimson satin ribbon shot out, binding Ethan once again and pulling him swiftly inside.
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