Yaoguang Fairy Path

"Junior Sister Ye, I'm so glad you're okay!" Helian Yun smiled with relief, concern in his eyes.

Ye Shuyao chuckled and responded, "Brother, don't worry. Since I chose to let you go first, I certainly have my own way to escape from danger. By the way, why are you all gathered here?"

As everyone was talking, a voice as pleasant as a gentle breeze reached them. It was Baili Lingfeng. His eyes gleamed with joy. Seeing that Ye Shuyao was safe and sound, his worries instantly vanished.

"Is such that……"

Baili Lingfeng began to explain why they gathered here.

Ye Shuyao nodded slightly, a look of sudden enlightenment on her face, as if she had found her way through the fog. Seeing her like this, Baili Lingfeng couldn't help but ask softly with concern, "Shuyao, have you suffered any injustice recently? And how did you escape safely from that dangerous place?"

Mo Feibai and Helian Yun also looked at her curiously, waiting for her explanation.

Ye Shuyao smiled gently, her eyes gleaming with confidence. She responded softly, "Hey, don't worry, I'm fine."

Her words revealed a calmness that made people respect her. Seeing this, Baili Lingfeng nodded in relief.

At this time, a Buddhist from the Wanfo Sect came walking with several disciples. He chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I didn't expect to meet all of you fellow Taoists here again. It is really fate." Afterwards, the two sides greeted each other like old friends, and the scene was relaxed and pleasant.

The Buddhist disciple slowly walked in front of Ye Shuyao. He was wearing a white monk's robe and looked solemn and holy.

His face was as handsome as a crown of jade, his features were handsome, and a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows added a touch of mystery. He clasped his hands together, smiled, and said, "Amitabha. On behalf of all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, I express my deepest gratitude to Fellow Daoist Ye. Thank you for risking your life to save me. You are truly compassionate and kind. I wish you a smooth life."

Then, he pulled out a few crystal-clear Bodhi seeds from his sleeve and gently handed them to Ye Shuyao. "These are Bodhi seeds, sacred objects of Buddhism. They can not only calm your mind and help you eliminate distracting thoughts during cultivation, but also improve your understanding and make your cultivation path smoother. This is a small thank you gift from me, Fellow Daoist Ye, please accept it."

Ye Shuyao looked at the Bodhi seeds handed to her by the other party, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She hadn't expected the Buddhist disciple to be so generous, offering such a precious bodhi seed as a gift. She accepted the seed with a smile, gratefully saying, "Thank you for your generosity, Buddhist disciple. I will treasure it dearly. As a fellow monk, I couldn't just sit back and watch. I was doing my best, simply doing what I was supposed to do. Besides, my fellow disciples and friends were also involved, so how could I stay out of this?"

The atmosphere among the group was harmonious. Ye Shuyao carefully put the bodhi seed away, her heart filled with gratitude. The Buddhist disciples continued to chat with the others, sharing their cultivation experiences and observations. The entire scene was filled with harmony and joy.

Li Yuru, who was standing on the side bored, suddenly smiled into crescents. Laughing, she pulled Ye Shuyao aside and said in a low voice, "Shuyao, who do you think is more handsome, Senior Brother He or the Buddhist disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?"

Ye Shuyao thought she was about to say something, but then she really looked them up and down, whispering, "To each his own. Senior Brother He is handsome, with features as distinct as a sculpture. He's dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, with a slightly raised mouth, and he exudes a sense of authority without even being angry. As for the disciple, he has an air of immortality, elegant and otherworldly, making people feel very approachable. He has the unique grace of a cultivator."