Chapter 14 Seeking Opportunities at Wanfo Temple

"Daughter, why take a detour to Wanfo Temple?" Xie Shen was somewhat puzzled.

Mo Lan pursed her lips and smiled, "Just go if I tell you to go. It's Jiujiu's first time going out. What's wrong with being a bit curious?"

"Just like Mom said, I want to broaden my horizons. Whether it's fun or not is secondary. Later when I talk to people, I'll also be someone who has visited Wanfo Temple." Xie Jiujiu blinked her innocent large eyes and casually made up a reason.

A doting look flickered in Mo Lan's smiling eyes.

The family left Yunmu City far behind, and after confirming that no one was following them, they switched their carriage for a flying vessel.

The flying vessel was a small boat, spacious enough for three people.

The predecessor of Wanfo Temple was the once flourishing Buddhist Sect.

During its heyday, the Buddhist Sect was a top force in the Cultivation World. Subsequently, when the Demon Clan invaded, the Buddhist Sect served as one of the primary combat forces. In the final decisive battle, the Demon Clan was defeated, but almost all the strong members of the Buddhist Sect fell, nearly causing the teachings to be lost.

As time passed, the Buddhist Sect gradually vanished, turning into what is now Wanfo Temple.

The main hall of Wanfo Temple is the former Heritage Hall of the Buddhist Sect.

Every Buddha Cultivator in the Cultivation World would visit this place once in their life.

It is said that a young monk once had a sudden enlightenment while offering incense in Wanfo Temple.

From then on, he underwent a complete transformation and soared to the heavens, becoming the renowned Divinity Transformation Buddha Cultivator—Spiritual Hidden Venerable.

On ordinary days, some cultivators also come here to sightsee, hoping to stumble upon some fortunate opportunity.

There is a small town at the foot of Wanfo Temple, quite prosperous with teahouses, inns, and Fangshi, various shops lined up, and personnel maintaining public order.

Wanfo Temple opens on the first and fifteenth days of each month. Today is the twelfth, still three days away from the fifteenth.

Xie Jiujiu spoke up, "Dad, Mom, let's go to the inn first."

"Are you tired, Daughter, and want to rest?" Looking around at the bustling, thriving scene of vehicles and horses, Mo Lan couldn't help but remark, "This place is even more prosperous than I heard."

Xie Shen looked up towards the direction of Wanfo Temple's summit, his eyes filled with longing, "Of course. This place is after all the former site of a Sect. It's hard for us cultivators to find opportunities, so why not come to a well-known, safe place like this? What if my luck strikes and I gain the legacy of a Buddhist Sect predecessor by offering incense at Wanfo Temple?"

"Is that what you think, Dad?" Xie Jiujiu was surprised, "Oh, you want to become a monk and don't want a wife anymore? Does Mom know?"

Hearing this, Xie Shen immediately panicked and hastily explained, "No, no! I was just making an analogy. Your mother is beautiful, intelligent, gentle, and generous. Marrying her is the blessing of my past eight lifetimes…"

Mo Lan looked at him, her expression a mixture of amusement and bemusement.

Xie Jiujiu's lips twitched, her father's will to survive was very strong.

What followed was her mother dragging her father by the ear, a mixture of scolding and pleading for mercy.

Ever since leaving Yunmu City, Xie Jiujiu had seen too much of this. She never knew her parents interacted like this privately; their relationship was incredibly strong. Suddenly, she somewhat understood her mother's death and her father's final decision...

They found an inn and rented an elegant private courtyard.

There were two guest rooms, a large hall, as well as a tea room, washroom, and storage room. The yard had a small garden with some aesthetically pleasing plants and trees.

This small courtyard was enough for them, though the price was far from cheap.

It cost eighty-eight Spirit Stones per day, and it was merely a common mortal courtyard with self-provided formation. Even in Yunmu City, one Spirit Stone was considered expensive.

Mo Lan paid the rent with a pang of regret, following her daughter's advice and renting it for three days.

It shouldn't hurt, they already possessed a fortune of five hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

She didn't know what her daughter aimed for by coming here, but as the saying goes, a mother knows her daughter best. Respectfully, since her daughter didn't want to disclose it, she and her husband pretended they didn't know. They also wondered what their daughter had encountered in the past three years that had forced the cheerful child to mature, yet seemed to carry a burden onward...

Mo Lan deeply regretted thinking about this.

She despised the main family to death.

The people of the main house are no good at all!

Jiujiu had no idea that her parents had been noticing her occasional odd behavior; the main house was also unwittingly blamed.

Over the next two days.

The couple was amazed to see their daughter, who usually split her time between studying and cultivating, wandering around early in the morning and particularly fond of visiting the small stalls in Fangshi.

She checked out every stall.

The vendors were used to it, as many people were looking for bargains.

No matter how the others marketed their goods, embellishing extravagantly, Jiujiu remained steadfast and never bought a thing.

Xie Shen was puzzled. "What is our daughter looking for?"

"My opportunity," Jiujiu sighed. "Why haven't I come across something that captures my heart and makes me want to buy it at first sight?"

Aren't I the favorite of Heavenly Dao?

They say that the Child of Destiny gathers this world's great fortune in one body and often just by walking a few steps, one could find ancient relics. Now it's her turn, and after two days...

Nothing at all!

Indeed, relying on oneself is better than relying on others.

Jiujiu had specifically chosen this time to come to Wanfo Temple, aiming for an opportunity that Lin Wangchen had received in his previous life.

On the morning of the third day.

Jiujiu got up early and went with her parents to offer incense.

They ascended the steps with a devout heart.

The Buddhist Sect was established to save the common people from decline, and the sacrifices of countless predecessors should not go unnoticed; truly, their merit was boundless.

They finally reached the summit.

Suddenly, she saw a majestic Buddhist treasure hall standing resolutely between the verdant green mountains and the heavens.

In the spacious square in front of the grand hall, there was a giant golden bell at the center.

Besides that, it was a sea of people.

The sun hadn't even risen yet, and there were already so many people?

Xie Shen, towering like an iron tower, kept guarding his wife and daughter, while Mo Lan went to buy incense.

Jiujiu suddenly said, "Mom and Dad, there are too many pilgrims; let's not cram in with them. Let's walk around the temple grounds first."

"Alright, it's not crucial to be the first to offer incense; any time is the same," Mo Lan, now completely devoted to her daughter, complied with whatever her daughter suggested.

Pretending to stroll casually around Wanfo Temple, Jiujiu led her parents towards the back mountain until they stood before a small pond.

The water in the pond was shallow and crystal clear.

Standing on the shore, one could clearly see the fine pebbles at the bottom and occasionally spot a silver fish darting by.

Lin Wangchen had said in his past life that he had obtained a palm-sized golden Buddha statue in Xiaoshui pond. During the Golden Core Stage, while he was out on a sect mission, he was chased by a Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, and it was said that it was this Buddha statue that saved his life.

The specifics of the time or how he had acquired it were not detailed, only the mention of Xiaoshui pond.

Jiujiu used her Divine Sense to search but found nothing?

That shouldn't be right.

Could the golden Buddha statue also block the Divine Sense from detecting it?