"Amitabha! This is a desolate mountain temple, there's not much to see."
Despite the young monk's casual tone, his hidden excitement was evident. "However, if the donor wishes to donate incense money, how could I turn you away? Have you heard of the Qiwu Mountain's ancient sacred temple? It's just a drive away."
Ancient sacred temple?
Qiwu Mountain?
Isn't that near the location of the Ancient Ruins Battlefield?
Thinking of the Ancient Ruins Battlefield, a trace of worry appeared on Xiao Mu's face.
He had encountered a curse ghost there.
Although he only detected the presence of the curse ghost from afar last time and left immediately, the sheer might of the curse ghost had left a profound impression on him.
The thought of a curse ghost being near the ancient sacred temple gave Xiao Mu the jitters.
However, he made a decision the very next moment.
You have to take risks to get rich, what can a curse ghost do?
If he senses it early, he can just leave right away.