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Chapter 172: The Auspicious Beast Chen Gou (1)_1

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: The Auspicious Beast Chen Gou (1)_1

Divine Temple.

Outside the shrine of Rain Hall, a disciple was standing guard when a sudden, faint snap came from inside. The guard’s nerves twitched, and he stiffly turned his head to glance inside.

"This can’t be a coincidence, right? Why does it always happen on my shift?"

Although he was anxious, he still braced himself to enter. Once he saw the shattered Life Token, he rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I must have seen it wrong, I must have..."

But no matter how much he denied it, the broken Life Token was still the highest-ranking one, and the name on it was still Yu Batian.

"This, this, this is a disaster... the Hall Master’s Life Token is shattered..."

The murder of Yu Batian plunged the busy Divine Temple into even more chaos. Shen Xingzong, who were usually detached, rarely lost their temper with their subordinates. The other three halls chuckled to themselves at the successive mishaps of Rain Hall, especially Fen Jian, whose heart was almost laughing spasms.

"Yun Jin, from now on, Rain Hall’s affairs will be your responsibility. Since those elders and hall masters of Rain Hall couldn’t even watch over their own Hall Master, keeping them is pointless. Just dismiss them," Shen Xingzong said after venting, addressing Yun Jin seated below.

"Hall Master, please calm your anger," Yun Jin said quietly, his voice exuding a calming power. "If the sub-hall’s hall masters can’t even persuade their own elder hall masters, then dismissing them over this would be too severe."

Yun Jin’s words filled the kneeling elders and hall masters of Rain Hall with heartfelt gratitude, admiring the Saint Heir’s wisdom.

"So they won’t be punished?" Shen Xingzong’s tone suddenly heightened, startling those who had just relaxed.

"Of course, they must be punished. After all, they bear responsibility for the consecutive incidents in Rain Hall. But with only 5 days left until the great ritual, all the disciples from the sub-halls have already returned. It is a time when we need people, so let’s punish them by docking three ranks from their stipend," Yun Jin suggested.

Shen Xingzong looked at the people kneeling below, feeling irritable, and waved his hand, "Just do as you say. But the affairs of Rain Hall must be taken over by you, I don’t trust anyone else."

"Yun Jin obeys the order," Yun Jin stood up, made his salutation, and replied.

"Yun Jin, stay behind. The rest of you may leave," Shen Xingzong rubbed his temple with one hand while waving the other.

Upon receiving the order, everyone filed out. When everyone had left, Shen Xingzong asked Yun Jin, "Have you found the Divine Stone?"

Yun Jin took out a creamy-white, smooth stone from his Space Ring and presented it with both hands to Shen Xingzong. Shen Xingzong, somewhat excited, took the Divine Stone, examined it carefully, and then placed it into his Space Ring, saying to Yun Jin, "You have worked hard."

"It is Yun Jin’s honor to serve the Divine Temple," Yun Jin said. "If the Hall Master has no further instructions, I shall take my leave."

Now that he had received the Divine Stone, Shen Xingzong was in a good mood and said, "You’ve just returned; go and rest first. Pay more attention to the affairs of Rain Hall. Prepare fully for the great ritual."

"Yes," Yun Jin saluted Shen Xingzong, then turned and left. Not far from the exit, he saw Fen Jian waiting for him.

Fen Jian, seeing Yun Jin emerge, left with him.

"Hey, what do you think that girl is up to, burning three heavyweights in Rain Hall one after the other? Is she at odds with Rain Hall’s fortune?"

"It doesn’t matter if she clashes with Rain Hall’s fortune, as long as she aligns with mine," Yun Jin said with a smile. Okay, he admitted, seeing that the lesser hall masters and the Hall Master of Rain Hall were eliminated one after another, he felt pretty good!

"Pah, contemptible," Fen Jian said contemptuously, glancing at Yun Jin, and they both left.

What the current state of the Divine Temple was, Dugu Qianye didn’t care. Right now, they were enjoying a steaming hot pot together, drinking fine wine brewed by Dudu, celebrating Mo Zhenting coming to and Youwu’s recovery. Of course, it was Youwu, the glutton, who had initially made this request!

"Ah, how I miss this taste!" Youwu exclaimed nostalgically after eating a piece of braised pork.

"You old coot, you even had my granddaughter cook for you?" Mo Zhenting said discontentedly.

"Haha, old Mo, you’re just jealous! I got to taste the little girl’s cooking before any of you did, haha!" Youwu boasted with immense smugness.

"The girl has good cooking skills. Whoever marries you will be lucky! Girl, do you have someone special in your heart?" Qiongli asked.

"Pfft—" Dugu Qianye, who had just taken a sip of Spiritual Wine, spat it out when she heard Qiongli’s words.

"Well, it’s a bit early to think about that now," Dugu Qianye said.

"Haha, you’re not that young anymore, it’s okay to start thinking about it!" Mo Chi and the others agreed.

"I won’t consider it until I find my parents," Dugu Qianye retorted coldly. She was only in her teens, and for someone who could live for hundreds or even thousands of years, wasn’t it too early to consider such matters?!

Moreover, the pain of her past life, although not currently at the forefront of her mind, was not truly gone.

"Now, if we want to find out where Qiushui is, we’ll have to go to the Divine Temple," Mo Zhenting said.

"Right, Grandfather, do you know which realm my father is from?" Dugu Qianye asked as she gave a string of roasted meat to Little Baiqiu, who was wriggling restlessly in her arms.

"I don’t know." Mo Zhenting seemed to hold a grudge against Dugu Yixuan, speaking in a rather cold tone upon hearing Dugu Qianye mention him.

When Mo Qiushui had returned, she hadn’t mentioned Dugu Yixuan’s identity, so nobody knew. They only knew his name was Dugu Yixuan, and that he was a person of status in their realm.

"What do we do next?" Third Elder Mo asked.

"We go back to the Divine Temple and settle our scores. Moreover, if the Divine Temple really intends to let Huagui absorb everyone’s Phantom Power, we can’t just stand by and do nothing here. But before that, we need to pick up a few people from Wuyou Island," Dugu Qianye said.

"When do we leave?"

Dugu Qianye looked outside at the water wall that had grown hundreds of meters high and sensed that leaving wouldn’t be easy.

"Let’s meet up with the people from the Secret Pavilion first. Then we head to Wuyou Island."

"Who’s on Wuyou Island that you care about so much?" Qiongli asked, curious.

"You’ll know when we get there. They’re some people you would never expect," Dugu Qianye said with a mysterious smile.

After eating, Dugu Qianye bid farewell to Tongtong and her grandfather. Knowing that Dugu Qianye was about to leave, Tongtong reluctantly grabbed the hem of her clothes, her big eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Dugu Qianye.

"Tongtong, you have a great talent for alchemy, but talent alone isn’t enough. Remember, success is one percent talent and ninety-nine percent hard work. You must continuously strive to improve. Understand?"

Tongtong nodded.

"I have a journal here that I kept while practicing alchemy. I’ll give it to you now. You can read it in your spare time," Dugu Qianye said, handing over a handwritten notebook to Tongtong.

Standing by, Xiaobei watched as Dugu Qianye handed over the journal and said, "That’s not acceptable. A journal is such a precious thing, Tongtong he..."

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