A Not-So-Perfect Act

"Benefactor, well, what should we do with the Gleaming Blood Lord now?" Reverend Shakya looked at the Gleaming Blood Lord with sparkly bright eyes. If he could reform someone as powerful as the Gleaming Blood Lord, that one be one hell of an awesome experience!

"Bald monk, let Yours Truly kill him. A single glance is more than enough to tell that a demon as such must have massacred countless of innocents." This Gleaming Blood Lord was one hell of a powerful being. If Lin Fan could kill them, that was going to be quite a bit of experience points there! Who knew, there might even be some good stuff that might pop out of it!

"I don't think that's too good. The Heavens value the virtue of compassion. How about letting this poor monk reform him instead so that he can repent and amend for his sins in the past." Looking at the pitiable state the Gleaming Blood Lord was in right now, Reverend Shakya's heart was thirsty at just the thought of reforming him.