Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 779 - 26: We Call This Complementarity

Li Mumu was telling the truth, but not the whole truth.

The Demon Dharma Gate made transforming a demon body not all that difficult, but the real challenge was her desire to fuse together all the chaotic elements she had cultivated.

There had to be the high-dimensional string theory from the Witch School.

There had to be the Karma Reincarnation from the Guiding Bodhisattva.

There had to be the self-analysis from the Chess Herald Path.

And there had to be the uniqueness of the Righteous Path for demons...

There were no monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas that fit this description, and even if there were similar ones, none would have three heads like she did.

So the only option was to design and create a completely new species.

So it wasn’t wrong to say that Li Mumu had been holing up these days to grind through her thesis non-stop; she was organizing her cultivation results, discarding the dross and preserving the essence, merging them into a unique cognitive theory of her own.

String Theory and The Sutra of Guiding the Deceased to the Afterlife were two mature but fundamentally different systems of knowledge, containing many things that Li Mumu didn’t need at all.

For instance, String Theory was filled with a sense of freedom; achieving cultivation success would turn you into someone like Li Ya, untouchable by karma, hiding away to secretly pull the strings of fate, snatching benefits for herself when others weren’t paying attention...

Li Mumu really disapproved of this approach, feeling that one day it would lead to her downfall.

Just thinking about reaping benefits without giving anything in return, where in the world do you get such a great deal.

The further one cultivated The Sutra of Guiding the Deceased to the Afterlife, the more it gravitated towards the Netherworld. The Guiding Bodhisattva herself was a deity from the Overseas Netherworld, and her Taoism ultimately pointed to the Underworld. It could not be said to not be orthodox, but Li Mumu also struggled to accept it.

I’m still young, with plenty of youthful days and campus life to enjoy.

The doctrines of the elderly are generally right, but which young person wants to listen?

Before, there was no choice; when I first transmigrated, I practiced whatever I got my hands on.

But now, I want to walk my own path.

However, drawing strengths from both sides, the final conclusion was not entirely satisfactory.

To summarize it would be "Good at listening, able to discern the rationale, aware of before and after, all things become clear."

And to add on a Dharma Body transformation with three heads and six arms... isn’t this just the Six-Eared Macaque?

No way, I don’t want to become a monkey!

As a youthful and beautiful girl like me, shouldn’t I transform into a cute, furry little animal?

What did you say, monkeys are furry too?

Can fur ever be the same?!

But apart from monkeys, Li Mumu can’t seem to find any other image to refer to.

Cognition is something that must come from within; as they say, a melon forcibly twisted off its vine isn’t sweet, and if you can’t even convince your heart, then continuing cultivation will only yield half the result with twice the effort.

In later generations, there’s a creature known as the Innate Abstract Holy Body.

Their casual words and actions might be heights that other trendy up-starters could not achieve in their lifetimes.

That’s the importance of cognition.

If an electrician doesn’t do their job properly and slacks off to write novels, they’ll never get honored as the model worker!

So now I’m stuck right here at this point.

Before Wang Yunxiao came back, Li Mumu had just undergone a transformation, wanting to evolve into a Nine-tailed Fox, but alas, the tails just wouldn’t grow.

As a result, she ended up looking like this ghostly figure now.

And was seen by others. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Chewing on a sausage, the more Li Mumu thought about it, the angrier she became.

"Alright, you just failed at transformation, what’s there to be angry about."

Wang Yunxiao wrapped his arms around Li Mumu’s shoulders to comfort her: "I don’t understand the intricacies of your Demon Dharma Gate, but the fundamental logic of the Twelve Laws should be interconnected. Have you ever thought, maybe it’s not that your cultivation isn’t sufficient, but that there are flaws in your personal cognition?"

My cognition is flawed? As a transmigrator, my knowledge far exceeds that of this era, alright!

Li Mumu felt unconvinced in her heart, but also thought that what Wang Yunxiao said made some sense.

"So what exactly am I lacking?"

How the hell would I know what you’re lacking? Lacking a man to train you?

The so-called vast difference between professions aligns with how Wang Yunxiao completely fails to understand Li Mumu’s operations. He can only explain to her based on his own understanding: "In the system of the Twelve Laws, the difference between the Righteous Path and the Heretical Path lies in the perception of the world and self-awareness. You always think about how you are and what you want to become. Doesn’t that lead you down the Heretical Path?"

Right!

It awakens the dreamer with a shock.

Li Mumu suddenly realized that she indeed had strayed off the path.

Cultivating the Righteous Path of demons, instead of looking for answers in the official textbook of the Demon Dharma Gate, the ’Beiming Heart Art,’ what am I doing researching String Theory or karma?

In the northern darkness there is a fish and its name is Kun.

This sentence comes from Zhuangzi’s ’Carefree Trip.’

Strictly speaking, the Righteous Path of the Demon Dharma Gate can actually be considered a Dharma Gate of Taoism within Zhuang Zhou’s lineage.

The way of Tao follows nature, acting effortlessly and without contrivance, the more you seek by force, the less you will find.

"You make a good point! Where did you buy such delicious sausages?"

"Got them from the Church."

"You went to the Church with the young widow?"

With resignation, Wang Yunxiao said: "If you applied this sharp insight to your cultivation, maybe you would have succeeded by now."

"That’s basic deduction. Aren’t you only associated with one widow who is a devout nun?"

No, I know many nuns, ones with white hair, ones with long legs, and even those who don’t speak but have a heavy hand.

Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment and then explained some of the facts about the Church to Li Mumu.

"So they just disband like that? Sounds really suspicious. Historically, there have only been always expanding religions, where are those that sever their own lifeline by disbanding? There must be something behind it!"

Li Mumu thought, my Longevity Sect is still unyielding even in death, and now our business is still expanding—strictly speaking, the business Wendy is doing is also under the name of Longevity Sect.

Not to mention the Red Lantern Society, which is even more unquestionable. On the surface, it looks like the top brass was blown to the sky, but in reality, those sisters are all fixing the Netherworld Springs, unable to come back for a while.

And the Red Lantern Society is not limited to the Head Altar at Tianmen; they have established Altars in the Capital and Southern Port Island as well.

Saying the Red Lantern Society is considering a transformation might be true, but say they’ll disband, Li Mumu is the first not to believe it.

It must be the same case with the Qianjin Church.

"But you said those disabled nuns are planning to get into blind massage; I don’t see a future in it."

I also think there’s no future in that. With their heavy-handed massage, I can assure you they’ll squeeze one to death after another, nothing but terrible reviews.

"Do you have any better suggestions?"

"Business isn’t something you can just do whatever you want. Apart from your own abilities, you also have to consider market demand. Take this blind massage service, for example. Who do you think needs a massage now? Generally, it’s the elderly or those who do physical labor. Among these two groups, which one do you think has money?"

Li Mumu carefully analyzed to Wang Yunxiao: "Ordinary people, if in need, will only go to old traditional Chinese medicine practitioners for bone setting and massage, not consider such blind massage services they’ve never even heard of. Look at how delicious these cookies and sausages they make are, why not consider opening a bakery, or selling cured meats and cooked foods?"

"Since it’s going to open on the commercial street that my dad is developing, right at the school gate, it’s obvious to consider the catering industry first. You’re a student yourself, deep down, when you have a little money in your pocket, do you think about eating something good, or going for some blind massage?"

"That makes sense!"

Wang Yunxiao wasn’t very adept at doing business, but after Li Mumu’s pointers, he had an epiphany.

Li Mumu looked at him coldly: "If it makes sense, it makes sense. Don’t pretend to chat with me while sneakily touching my tail. And have you forgotten something? Didn’t my dad ask you to deliver a message to me?"

"Your dad told you to come home for the break."

"Not going back. He just wants me to attend to my mom! She is about to give birth and has trouble moving, but she brought it on herself."