National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

Chapter 273 - 272: Don’t Tell Me This Guy Is Addicted to Watching Journey to the West?

The woman and the surrounding citizens of the White Elephant Empire all held their breath, staring intently at the child wrapped in the Green Silk.

Their hearts were filled with questions and expectations. ’Is the child inside dead or alive?’

’Will there be a miracle?’

However, the child was enveloped in a vibrant, verdant green, and no one outside could see its condition.

Time ticked by, second by second, but Abbot Tonghua’s face remained impassive.

He kept his palms pressed together, gazing up at the Green Silk cocoon as if communicating with some mysterious power.

"Master, how is my child?"

Tears welled in the woman’s eyes. She was frantic, her worry compounded by her inability to see what was happening inside.

"Rest assured, your child is fine now."

Abbot Tonghua said with a gentle smile.

The surrounding citizens of the White Elephant Empire looked on, half-believing and half-doubting.

After all, experts capable of unleashing dazzling, colorful attacks were not uncommon in this world.

But to save someone on the brink of death—

especially a child so young and horrifically maimed—was something even the best doctors with the most advanced medical technology in the world would find nearly impossible.

So little time had passed. Could the child really have been saved?

"Really?"

The woman asked in disbelief.

In her heart, she knew it was highly unlikely her child could be saved.

When she had dug him out of the rubble, he had been like a broken rag doll.

Restoring even a lifeless doll would be a monumental task, let alone a living, breathing child.

"Then let us wait and see."

Abbot Tonghua flicked the sleeve of his kasaya. A soft ray of light drifted down, landing upon the gentle cocoon woven from Green Silk.

The light, like the first rays of dawn, gently pierced each verdant strand, evoking a feeling of warmth and mystery.

The crowd held their breath in suspense. The area enshrouded by the vibrant, green light of life gradually turned transparent, clearing like a morning mist to reveal the true scene within.

At last, they could see the child curled within, like a newborn animal seeking shelter and peace in a womb-like embrace.

A stream of brilliant green energy, delicate yet tenacious, flowed from the light. Like the sap in the tenderest veins of a new spring leaf, it slowly seeped into every inch of the child’s skin and bone.

At an incredible speed, it began to repair the child’s shocking wounds and mangled limbs.

Before the astonished eyes of the crowd, the child’s body underwent a heaven-and-earth-shattering transformation.

Severed blood vessels, nourished by the green light, grew tough and elastic, winding and stretching like newborn vines.

Shattered and atrophied muscle tissue was given a second life. It grew slowly but steadily, each new fiber a vibrant, rosy red—the very symbol of health and vitality.

Finally, amidst the tense and expectant atmosphere, the child’s eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a newly awakened Butterfly.

Then, a pair of eyes as clear as water slowly opened, gazing with confusion and curiosity at a world that was both familiar and strange.

In that moment, every eye was fixed on this small living being, witnessing the birth of a miracle.

The child... was truly alive again!

At this point in the video, Chu He pressed pause.

Even through the screen, Chu He knew with certainty,

for a child to be so miraculously resurrected from a state of certain death,

and have its body completely restored—healthier even than before—there were only two possibilities.

One: the monk used the bizarre Evil Spirit Power to create an illusion.

Two: like Chu He himself, the monk had mastered Yin Yang Power,

and had used the Life Force within it to repair the child’s body.

If it was the latter, then the monk in the video was at least his equal in strength.

When he had been ’cleaning up’ the White Elephant Empire,

Chu He hadn’t sensed anyone that powerful hidden within the White Elephant Empire, which meant this monk had to be an outsider.

"We have very little intelligence on this monk.

Our agents have already started investigating in the other Empires,

but they know just as little about him. It’s like he appeared out of nowhere and shot to prominence overnight."

"This video has already blown up the global web. But the most shocking part is what you haven’t seen yet," Liu Yuzhu said.

When Liu Yuzhu first saw the video, she too had been utterly stunned.

’Could it be that this monk really has the power to resurrect the dead?’

’If that’s true, then with his help, wouldn’t humanity gain an advantage against the Evil Spirits?’

’After all, the greatest strength of the Evil Spirits is that they are incredibly difficult to kill.’

Shaking her head, Liu Yuzhu pushed these chaotic thoughts aside and continued, "So far, we’ve only managed to dig up a few scraps of intel.

The monk comes from a place called the Little Western Heaven, and they cultivate at a place called the Little Leiyin Temple. The exact locations of the Little Western Heaven and the Little Leiyin Temple are unknown.

According to our Great Xia Empire’s intelligence analysis, it’s highly likely that, just as he did in the video, Abbot Tonghua simply gave those places new names."

Chu He remembered.

Earlier in the video, Abbot Tonghua had declared that the White Elephant Empire was now history and its new name was the Great Western Heaven.

Chu He was speechless. "Is this guy addicted to Journey to the West or something?" he said.

"That’s what I thought at first, too. I figured Abbot Tonghua just had a few tricks up his sleeve, but what came next completely shocked me.

It seems he can actually create things!"

Liu Yuzhu said grimly.

Chu He tapped the screen with his finger, and the video resumed.

The Green Silk gently lowered the child, then unwound and receded, revealing him.

This time, the child was standing there, vibrantly alive. The moment he saw the woman, a joyous smile spread across his face. "Mama!" he cried in a child’s voice, rushing toward her.

The woman swept him into her embrace,

feeling the warmth from his small body and knowing he was truly alive.

The woman was so overwhelmed she began to sob uncontrollably. Just moments ago, she had been preparing to lose her child,

but in a miraculous turn of events, this monk had truly performed a miracle.

Clutching her child, the woman dropped to her knees before the monk and began to kowtow forcefully, her forehead striking the ground hard.

Soon, a bloody welt formed on her forehead.

But even this wasn’t enough to express the depths of her gratitude.

The woman said, "From this day forward, I will devote myself to the Buddhist Sect and serve you forever, Master! No, I mean, eminent monk!"