Upon seeing the monk, Wei Yuan exclaimed in surprise, “Weren’t you fighting someone over there?”

Mahayamuri Buddha Mother replied softly, “It seems that although I do not recognize you, you recognize me. This is destiny, Benefactor.”

“You’re reading too much into it, master!” Wei Yuan declared firmly.

The monk chanted a Buddhist mantra and said, “Whether you recognize me or not, it does not change the fact that the karmic bond exists—neither arising nor ceasing, neither increasing nor decreasing. This is destiny.”

Wei Yuan also pressed his palms together in prayer and replied, “Master, your words are truly profound. Had you spoken thus two months ago, I would have been overjoyed.”

Two months ago, before the Shamans’ Great Karmic Curse had been cast, Wei Yuan had been busy forging ill-fated bonds so to speak.

Mahayamuri Buddha Mother replied, “This humble monk has persuaded some of those destined ones who have been freed from suffering to stir up some commotion so I may wander about a bit and observe. When The Hlai sees that the fighting over here has already reached a fever pitch, they’ll almost certainly go to Benefactor Zhao’s side to lend a hand. Benefactor Zhao is invincible in battle, so I’m sure he wouldn’t mind taking out a couple more reinforcements.”

Wei Yuan was stunned once again—what a cunning...