How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Yue possibly be a playboy?

The three remained silent for a while before heading down the mountain.

Although they couldn't use spiritual power, fortunately they were both at the Foundation Establishment stage, and after walking for about two hours, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"It hasn't been easy for us on this journey..." Ye Yueyue couldn't help but sing as she saw the main road ahead.

Finally, it's not that damn mountain road anymore, hooray!

Jian Youqing nodded in complete agreement.

Yes, they really have it so tough.

She had never walked such a long distance in her entire life... Was this what Yuebao's life was like before she joined the Xuanling Sect?

Jian Youqing's gaze fell on the girl, and she couldn't help but purse her lips.

She needs to treat Yuebao even better!

"Thank you for your trouble, my little beauty, accompanying me on this journey..."

The emotions that had just begun to rise in her heart were shattered by the girl's words. Jian Youqing turned her head away, gave a soft hum, and remained silent.

While they were playing around, they walked out of the foot of the mountain and entered a forest.

It is surrounded by mountains and forests.

Ahead along the path stood a temple.

The magnificent temple stands quietly among the mountains and forests, giving people a sense of peace. The sunlight shines on the golden roof of the temple, reflecting a dazzling light and adding a touch of mystery.

Ye Yueyue looked around and suggested, "Let's ask for directions!"

The three exchanged a glance, none of them objecting, and then they headed toward the temple together.

Enter the temple.

On the cobblestone path, a monk was sweeping fallen leaves in the passageway.

Ye Yueyue's eyes lit up, and she stepped forward: "Young master, wait a moment."

The monk looked up, put his hands together in prayer, and said, "Amitabha, what brings you here, benefactor?"

"Excuse me, how do I get to the Imperial Palace of the Celestial Empire?"

"Go east."

"Thank you, young master!"

After bidding farewell to the monks who spoke of Amitabha Buddha, Ye Yueyue looked at the majestic hall, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

The temple was surrounded by worshippers, who held fortune sticks in their hands and had expressions of joy or sorrow as they came and went.

"Hey, Senior Brother Yue, Qingbao, shall we go in and offer our prayers?"

"Don't you want it?" Jian Youqing looked at the crowd with a calm and arrogant gaze.

Only mortals place their hopes on the heavens and yearn to be saved.

As cultivators, they are defying the heavens, which is intolerable to the heavens, so they need to undergo tribulation lightning every time they break through.

Yue Du lowered his eyelashes and noticed that as the girl asked him a question, he reached out a hand and poked himself.

A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes, "Junior Sister Yue, you may go if you wish."

The implication was that he wouldn't go.

Ye Yueyue understood.

A glance at their expressionless faces and calm, unwavering eyes told me they weren't interested.

She didn't mind. Ye Yueyue nodded and said, "Then I'll go? Qingbao, Senior Brother Yue, wait for me here for a while!"

The two nodded.

Since we're already here, let's offer a prayer.

She used to disbelieve in fate and even scoffed at it.

I don't understand why the older generation likes to believe in Buddhism, worship gods, and pray.

But, time travel has already occurred.

You have to believe it whether you want to or not.

People can't even empathize with themselves back then.

Of course, Ye Yueyue only believed half of it.

Stepping into the temple hall, a solemn and dignified atmosphere immediately greets you. A tall Buddha statue stands in the center, with a kind and benevolent expression, giving people a sense of warmth and intimacy.

The surrounding area is filled with simple and antique Buddhist implements, each one exuding an air of antiquity.

Incense smoke filled the air inside the hall.

The surrounding area was filled with worshippers offering incense, their faces filled with utmost piety.

Ye Yueyue bowed first, then took three incense sticks with the others and devoutly prayed to the Buddha statue standing in front of her.

[God, please bless this humble woman's cultivation journey so that she may ascend and return home soon!]

I'll add a little extra money for you all.

Ye Yueyue said with utmost sincerity in her heart.

After bowing, Ye Yueyue took out the dusty silver notes from her storage bag, pulled one out, and handed it to the high monk who was chanting incantations beside her.

She leaned closer, her expression very solemn. "I know these are material possessions to you, but this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, and I will definitely come back to fulfill my vow in the future!"

The high monk had been chanting sutras with his eyes closed, but when he opened them, he saw the gleaming silver notes.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

He then coughed lightly, his expression returning to calm.

Seeing Ye Yueyue's earnestness, he was very satisfied, and his expression became even more serious. "Amitabha, benefactor will surely achieve your wish."

"Thank you for the auspicious words of the venerable monk."

After several refusals, the monk accepted the silver note.

Ye Yueyue didn't expose the joy in his eyes, and pretended not to know as she walked out of the main hall.

At that moment, she felt that she was being incredibly understanding.

If only someone had seen through her stubbornness and given her money when she was poor.

"Senior Brother Yue, Qingbao, let's go!"

Whether it was an illusion or a psychological suggestion, she felt much more relaxed after praying.

Ye Yueyue didn't pursue the matter further and happily headed east.

As we left this peaceful and quiet area, the number of pedestrians on the road increased, all dressed in simple clothes, and the surrounding buildings were quite old and dilapidated.

Ye Yueyue kept looking around curiously on the road.

Jian Youqing also watched.

Only Yue Du remained calm, his expression unchanged.

"Oh, what a charming young lady you are?"

A lewd voice rang out.

The three of them immediately turned their attention to the source of the sound.

Suddenly, dozens of people appeared and gradually approached, surrounding them layer by layer, while the people nearby retreated in fear.

They pretended not to see anything and hurriedly fled the area.

The relatively empty road became even quieter for a moment.

"Are you married yet? Why don't you come with me, and I'll make sure you live a life of luxury?"

One of the men said with a chuckle, his eyes filled with amazement, his gaze blatantly sweeping over Jian Youqing from head to toe.

"roll."

Ye Yueyue frowned and stood in front of Jian Youqing.

However, she was not as tall as Jian Youqing, so she only covered her body; her face was still in everyone's sight.

The man raised an eyebrow. "Oh, little one..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yue Du made his move!

With a single slash, a gash appeared on the man's abdomen in an instant.

His eyes widened, and the next second he collapsed to the ground, clutching the bleeding spot, dying with his eyes wide open.

Everyone exclaimed.

A thin man stepped forward and placed his trembling hand between the man's nostrils, only to find that he was no longer breathing.

"Er Gouzi...is dead!"

"what?"

The others stared wide-eyed.

She stared in disbelief at the man on the ground.

How could someone who was just laughing and chatting suddenly die?

"Brothers, let's avenge Er Gouzi!"

After realizing what had happened, they stared at Yue Du with bloodshot eyes.

Moon Crossing's eyes were devoid of warmth, and her tone was indifferent, "Get lost."

The man next to him got angry. He stepped forward, glaring at him, and said, "You little brat, trying to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"

The leader immediately shouted, "Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd surged forward.

Their faces were fierce, and they all pulled out sharp weapons, including swords and hidden weapons.