The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Qingshan's death caused a sensation in Mushan Town. The compassionate and kind-hearted immortal Qingshan had actually deceived them into killing a young girl in town, and then committed suicide out of guilt. It was truly unbelievable!

Once the lie about the bride marrying the mountain god was exposed, most of the townspeople in Mushan Town just sighed, and not many people truly hated Qingshan. After all, they had genuinely benefited from his kindness over the years.

The main reason is that those families who thought the girl was going to enjoy a life of luxury have begun to hate Qingshan.

Of course, some families don't take it seriously. After all, they've already received the money; a daughter who wasn't valued is nothing to them. In reality, for most families, once they've married their daughter off, her life, her well-being, whether she lives or dies, is no longer their concern. If she's unhappy or dies, they might grieve for a few days, but life must go on. After all, they've fulfilled their parental duties.

With Qingshan's death, the townspeople of Mushan Town began to stir.

Some worried that without Qingshan, Mushan Town would likely become unsettled again. But most people cherished the legacy left behind by Qingshan's house.

Everyone was waiting for Wen Li and the others to leave so they could divide up the Jiang family's wealth.

What they didn't know was that Wen Li had already found Qingshan's storage space!

She was initially curious about when the old man had written his confession, but that was impossible!

But she couldn't guess who did it. She had prepared herself for a tough battle, but then this happened.

So she went to Qingshan's bedroom again to see if there were any clues. To her surprise, there was a barrier set up on the headboard of the bed. After breaking the barrier, Wen Li found a jade pendant under the bed.

It was a bluish-green jade pendant, lying quietly in a wooden box. The pendant was shaped like the number nine.

Just as Wen Li was wondering why he had hidden a jade pendant, the pendant seemed to recognize its owner and began to circle around her, shining brightly, as if it possessed a spiritual quality.

It doesn't look like an inanimate object, but rather like a pet welcoming its owner.

The jade pendant finally stopped in front of her, and several large characters appeared before her eyes: "Welcome back, Master."

Before Wen Li could even ask questions, she opened her eyes again and found herself in this space.

Wen Li had never seen so much gold and silver jewelry in her life; the dazzling light almost blinded her! There weren't just a few sets of jewelry; the pieces were piled up in heaps. The gold was stacked in boxes and boxes—she counted over fifty boxes. Most importantly, she even saw the legendary spirit stones! And they were just piled up casually on the ground.

Legend has it that five hundred years ago, the currency used between cultivation sects was spirit stones. Now, most spirit stones in the world have lost their spiritual essence, and even a small one is worth the price of a house. No wonder Qingshan is so generous and doesn't care whether those who borrowed money repay it or not; he simply has too much money.

Besides the gems, there were also many books on the other side. However, those books had already been copied down by previous sect leaders.

Wen Li hugged the pair of treasures and buried herself in them; she was so happy she wanted to cry. She was now the richest person in the country.

"After being poor for so many years, I finally understand what it feels like to have endless money to pay off."

Once Wen Li calmed down from her agitation, she was finally able to observe her surroundings with composure.

This appears to be a warehouse, quite large, over a hundred square meters, with walls made of fine sandalwood. The interior is illuminated by luminous pearls and has only one decorative door.

Wen Li walked in and saw several large characters floating above the door—"Nine Rivers Sect Treasure Vault Simulation Space".

On the other side of the door, there was an inscription.

Disciples and grand-disciples, if anything happens to me, then this treasure is left to you by your ancestor. You must all carry on the glory of our Jiujiang Sect, make me, Jiang Jiu, the ancestor of immortal cultivation, and make the Jiujiang Sword Dao the number one sword Dao in the world. —Jiang Jiu, the first sect leader of the Jiujiang Sect.

So it was left by the ancestor. It's a pity she didn't know that the disciples of the Jiujiang Sect were later reduced to the Jiang family, and now she is the only one left in the Jiang family's sword path.

Wen Li came to see who had done it, but when she left, all she could think about was the happiness of becoming rich.

The day before she left, Wen Li went to look for Jing Chan to say goodbye. She couldn't find her in Zhao Family Village, but she found her at Qingshui Temple.

Kiyomizu-dera Temple isn't very large, but it has quite a few monks. Young, old, and old—it's like a portrait of a person's entire life in a temple.

It's autumn again, and trees are more likely than people to sense its arrival.

Jing Chan was sweeping up the fallen leaves under the tree.

The fallen leaves could never be swept away completely. Just as Jing Chan swept the leaves into a pile, more leaves fell on her.

She was wearing a Taoist robe and a hat. Wen Li's gaze followed the edge of the hat, and her heart sank.

Perhaps she shouldn't have given her the talisman last time, otherwise she wouldn't have woken up prematurely.

"Jing Chan".

Wen Li stood outside the door for a long time before finally speaking.

“Benefactor Wenli, please call me Master Wunian from now on. Amitabha.”

Jing Chan clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Wen Li.

"No thoughts? You really can stop thinking about him?"

Wen Li really didn't understand. If you like someone, you like them. Why do you have to care whether they are good or bad, or what their past is like?

“Miss Wenli is different from me. Wunian is not as carefree as you. Only I know what I like and what I want.”

Her parents were killed by a demon, and Huo Zhao had taken so many lives; they were just like her parents. She couldn't pretend nothing had happened; the guilt would constantly choke her.

Perhaps for the rest of her life, she will pray before the Buddha, not for blessings but to atone for his sins.

"I've come to say goodbye to you, as a friend. Does calling you Miss Wenli mean we're breaking off our friendship?" Wenli asked.

Seeing Wen Li's serious expression, Jing Chan sighed helplessly.

“Ah Li, since Ah Li considers me a friend, I will tell your fortune.”

Fortune telling?

Wen Li asked in confusion, "You have this skill too?"

“Ah Li, do you know that Buddhist practice, divination and fortune telling are just the basics?”

Buddhist practitioners? I never thought they'd disappeared long ago.

"Then I'll take one."

"I'm a beginner, so I'm using you as a practice subject. Could you please tell me Ali's birth date and time?"

After Wen Li gave him the birth details, she watched as Jing Chan muttered incantations in a daze, constantly turning the prayer beads in her hands. The longer she chanted, the more uneasy Wen Li felt.

When Wen Li was getting tired of standing, Jing Chan opened his eyes and said, "A Li, you may have divinity in the future."

It seems she really lacks skill; she has little affinity with the path of immortality, let alone divinity. Wen Li silently complained to Si Xiaxia in her heart, and Si Xiaxia agreed.

"You're really amazing. If you're right, I'll come back to you for another reading. But I have to leave now."

Wen Li felt a little sad when it was time to say goodbye.

“Ah Li, there’s no need to be sad. We each strive on our own path, and though we are thousands of miles apart, we share the same wind.”

Jing Chan smiled at her, as if they had returned to the past.

Each strives on their own path, and though separated by a thousand miles, they share the same wind. Wen Li's heart was soothed by these words, and she smiled calmly, turning to leave; she still had many things to do.

As she passed a dog, Wen Li hesitated. She examined it closely and found it to be an ordinary dog ​​with no demonic nature. Still harboring doubts, she took out her demon-detecting disc to confirm that there were no demons around before leaving with peace of mind.

Meanwhile, Jingchan looked at his dog and said, "Xiao Mo, why are you so clingy? You should be going to check out the back door with Xiao Hei right now."