95: Chapter 95: Liking leads to indulgence, but love leads to restraint.

Lin Bei hurriedly blocked the other person, "Hey, hey, hey! Men and women—well, men and men—should not touch! Fellow Daoist, please show some self-respect!"

Feng Xiaoyao almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The hell, you even know that men shouldn't touch?

He let out a mournful wail, "Big Brother, you've really screwed me over!"

Lin Bei instantly put on a sorrowful face, "Fellow Daoist, your words are too hurtful. I kindly lent you my family's Sacred Artifact to fend off enemies and help you escape pursuit. Not only are you ungrateful, but you even speak to me like this..."

"Big Brother! Do you really think this is helping me?" Feng Xiaoyao felt like crying.

"How is it not?" Lin Bei said sternly, "Fellow Daoist, does that person not want to kill you anymore?"

"This..." Feng Xiaoyao had no way to refute that.

It was more than just not wanting to kill him; it was as if the other party wanted to hold him in their palm and protect him.

"Eh? Right, Fellow Daoist Feng, why aren't you running anymore? Could it be that person isn't chasing you anymore?" Lin Bei was truly twisting the knife.

Damn it!

Feng Xiaoyao gritted his teeth. How did he not realize this guy was so black-bellied when they first met?!

In the distance, a group of Central Region Cultivators had already recognized the newcomer.

"Isn't that the Gale Spirit Body, Feng Xiaoyao, who aspires to become the fastest man on the Desolate Ancient Continent?"

"That's right, I remember he also has a wish to become the number one flower-picker of the Desolate Ancient Continent!"

"Damn, no wonder he rushed straight towards those beauties!"

"I hope that formidable Zifu Holy Maiden just slaps him to death!"

...

Just then, another figure appeared on the horizon, just as heroic and extraordinary, with the Four Symbols Sacred Spirits circling around him.

"Look! It's Wang Teng! He finally came after all!"

"Ahhh... so handsome and mighty!"

"Tch! Fangirls! Wang Teng giegie, look at me!"

...

Ming Daozi's expression was gloomy as he muttered to himself, "Why, why did you have to come..."

Wherever Wang Teng was, he would always be an insignificant supporting character.

Wang Teng's gaze remained locked on the location of Lin Bei's group, but he did not approach. Instead, he landed about a dozen zhang away and stood still.

"Eh?" Lin Bei was stunned.

This was not quite what he had imagined!

He looked at Feng Xiaoyao suspiciously, "Did you handle him?"

"For the time being, I suppose..." Feng Xiaoyao nodded, looking listless.

Lin Bei's expression gradually became strange, "You... you didn't let him have you, did you? I've heard that only when something is obtained will it no longer be cherished..."

Damn it!

Feng Xiaoyao instantly went berserk, realizing that Lin Bei's mouth was simply coated in poison!

The others nearby listened to their conversation, feeling somewhat confused.

Shangguan Yue's expression became increasingly strange.

At this moment, she had not used any disguise, only wearing a veil. Logically, at such a close distance, Wang Teng should have recognized her long ago.

Furthermore, she clearly felt Wang Teng's gaze sweep over her, but it only paused for a breath before shifting away, then lingering for a long time on this suddenly appeared Feng Xiaoyao.

"Could it be..." Combining this with what Lin Bei had told her in the Portable Space earlier, a bold guess emerged in her heart.

"Big Brother, are you really not lying to me? It can't be undone? It really can't be undone?" Feng Xiaoyao felt like he was going crazy.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, I can swear to the Heavenly Dao, I truly have no way to do it now!" Lin Bei said with a serious face.

Then he asked with curiosity, "Fellow Daoist Feng, can you tell me what method you used to make him become so... obedient?"

"Sigh!" Feng Xiaoyao shook his head and sighed softly.

Clearly, that was a story too difficult to tell, and he was unwilling to say more.

However, he didn't seem to intend to leave either, just blending into Lin Bei's group.

Wang Teng looked at Feng Xiaoyao, desperately suppressing his impulses.

"Xiaoyao is right, only when you like someone do you act recklessly, but when you love someone, you exercise restraint... If I go over now, I will cause him to be ridiculed by thousands. I must exercise restraint!"

"I just need to watch over him and protect him from here..."

"Ding, ding, ding..."

Just then, nine more bell tolls rang out.

Rows of tables immediately appeared in mid-air above the plaza, fully stocked with wine, spiritual fruits, and more.

The figure of an old man slowly emerged, "Time is up. The Sacred Heart Mansion recruitment officially begins. Will all Fellow Daoists please take your seats!"

As soon as his voice fell, a figure appeared in front of every table.

The previously seen Saint Peng Huai was among them.

Thirty-two!

A full thirty-two Saints appeared in the sky!

Such a scale took even Lin Bei by surprise.

"Hehe..." The old man presiding over the recruitment was very satisfied to see the reaction of everyone below.

"These thirty-two Fellow Daoists come from the five regions of the Desolate Ancient Continent, and they all share one common characteristic!"

For a moment, the curiosity of all the Cultivators participating in the recruitment trial was piqued.

The old man paused for several breaths before continuing, "They have all joined my Sacred Heart Mansion in the past!"

"Of course, these Fellow Daoists are only a portion; there are many more Saint Fellow Daoists who either could not make it in time or have faded away into the annals of time..."

The emotions of the Cultivators on the plaza below were instantly ignited, and their enthusiasm for joining the Sacred Heart Mansion soared even higher.

Lin Bei smiled wryly; this feeling was much like schools on Blue Star, always inviting alumni with minor achievements back to give speeches or hold seminars...

As a result, the old man in the sky continued, "Next, let us invite Saint Mingyu from the Central Region to say a few words!"

Lin Bei nearly turned into stone, suddenly feeling the same drowsiness he used to have in class. He didn't hear a word of what this Saint Mingyu said.

It wasn't until the old man spoke again that he regained his senses.

"Alright, let us begin the first item: testing age! Although the Sacred Heart Mansion has clear regulations, every time there are still some Cultivators over a hundred years old who want to try and fish in troubled waters!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a circular archway appeared on the plaza.

Embedded on the archway were seven stones: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet.

"Everyone, walk under this archway. If your age exceeds one hundred, it will emit a white light."

"The seven-colored stones on it are for testing Aptitude. Everyone need not pay attention to that; Sacred Heart Mansion recruitment does not focus on this item."

"Hmph! I'll go first!" Shi Batian let out a cold snort and stepped forward first.

"Haha... Not bad, our Southern Region Cultivators are indeed bold!" Laughter immediately erupted from the seating area in the air.

Shi Batian flew through the archway. No white light appeared; only the orange stone on the archway lit up.

"This... Shi Batian's Aptitude can only be considered second-level orange?"

Incredible discussions immediately broke out all over the plaza.

Shi Batian was also unconvinced, "Senior! Is there something wrong with this gate?"

"Hahahaha... Shi Batian, you were always that kind of trash, and you dare to question a Senior?"

Shi Ritian had just been in a long standoff with him and was already burning with rage. Seizing the opportunity, he naturally ridiculed him without mercy.

"Watch this young master!"

Shi Ritian passed through the stone gate, and immediately, the third stone, the yellow one, lit up.

"Hmm?" He frowned, clearly also somewhat dissatisfied with his own results.

However, it was enough to strike at Shi Batian, "See that? Yellow-haired freak, it's you who is just too trashy..."

Just then, a figure flashed, and another person appeared in front of the archway.

This scared Shi Ritian so much that he didn't dare to say the rest of his words, scrambling back into the Eastern Wasteland Cultivator team.

"Huh? Brother-in-law?" Luo Qingcheng was stunned.

She never expected Lin Bei to go up so quickly.