175: The bustling Qiandu City.

Outside the headquarters of Fentian.

Su Yue stood silently on the mountain peak, watching the two teams disappear into the distance, her face complex, lost in thought.

After a long while, she slowly raised her left hand.

On her jade-like wrist, a complex tattoo, composed of countless mysterious runes, flickered faintly, exuding an unsettling and eerie aura.

She stretched out her right hand and gently caressed the tattoo.

The corners of her mouth slowly curved into a subtle, wicked smile.

"Cultivators..."

"Soon, soon..."

"The people from my clan will be here soon."

If anyone were present at this moment, they would surely notice two faint, dark phantom images, like angel wings, flash in the depths of her pupils.

...

The scene shifts.

Qian Du City, the most dazzling pearl of the Western Regions Buddhist Kingdom.

There were still two days until the Water and Land Dharma Assembly officially began.

But this magnificent city was already teeming with people.

Looking around, on the streets, seven or eight out of ten people were monks with shiny bald heads and colorful kasayas.

The air was filled with a rich scent of sandalwood.

Among the crowd, a young man wearing a bamboo hat and a worn monk's robe walked unhurriedly.

His steps were steady, and his aura was restrained, making him seem somewhat out of place compared to the noisy monks around him.

"The Water and Land Dharma Assembly, huh?"

Xuanzang looked up at the magnificent temple in the city center that soared into the clouds.

"It's a good stage."

If Lin Fan were here at this moment and used his Divine Sense to investigate, he would be so shocked that his eyeballs would pop out.

[Name: Xuanzang]

[Cultivation: Purple Mansion Third Level]

[Cultivation Technique: "Great Sun Tathagata Sutra"]

[Divine Ability: "Great Mighty Dragon Method"]

Purple Mansion Third Level!

What kind of Cultivation speed is this?!

As expected of the first true Buddhist Cultivator in this world! He alone bore the Luck of the entire Buddhist Cultivation path and received the favor of the Heavenly Dao's will. His Cultivation speed was simply faster than flying a plane!

Of course, compared to Lu Yuchen and his few cheat-like Personal Disciples, he was still slightly inferior, especially Xiao Huohuo.

...

At the same time.

In the Endless Desert.

Xiao Huohuo, Ling Ke'er, Yang Yi, and Nanny were flying rapidly at high altitude.

"Junior Brother, is it really okay for Senior Brother to be with just those few people?" Ling Ke'er asked with some concern.

She was still a bit worried, after all, Lin Fan had just gone through a major battle two days ago. If Xiao Huohuo and Lu Yuchen hadn't arrived in time, Lin Fan's Ancient Desolate Body would have been gone.

"Don't worry." Xiao Huohuo grinned, his face full of confidence. "In Linwang City, the strongest is just the abbot of Yuqing Temple, merely a Martial Venerable. He's undoubtedly in Qian Du City now. The remaining rabble are nothing but chopping melons and vegetables in front of Senior Brother."

Ling Ke'er felt a little relieved upon hearing this, then turned her gaze towards Qian Du City in front.

"It's us, though. This time, Qian Du City is full of experts, and there might even be a Martial Saint guarding it. Can you handle it alone, Junior Brother?"

"Hehe." Xiao Huohuo patted his chest, "Absolutely no problem!" What gave him confidence was his trump card for saving his life—the Buddha's Angry Flame Lotus.

"Besides,"

"There's also Brother Yang's Star River Sword, isn't there?"

Yang Yi's mouth twitched involuntarily upon hearing this, and his heart ached again.

...

One day later.

Linwang City.

Lin Fan and Sand Heaven Reaching had already led their team and quietly blended into the city.

The scene within the city formed a stark contrast with the crowded Qian Du City.

On the streets, pedestrians were sparse, and most shops were closed and locked. Evidently, the majority of Martial Artists and wealthy merchants in the city had already rushed to Qian Du City to attend the once-in-a-century grand event.

The three found a relatively clean inn and settled down.

"Tomorrow is the official start of the Water and Land Dharma Assembly."

Inside the room, Lin Fan looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, his words filled with the same confidence as Xiao Huohuo.

"At that time, it will be our moment to act."

...

Qian Du City, South City, an inconspicuous street corner.

A somewhat disheveled and rustic-looking young man was squatting behind a dilapidated stall, weakly hawking his wares.

"Come one, come all, don't miss out! Ancient Divine Weapons, Immortal Secret Manuals, we have everything! Ten times compensation for fakes, no cheating young or old!"

On his stall were nothing but rusty scraps of metal and a few tattered books with covers almost falling off.

Passing pedestrians all cast disdainful glances, as if looking at a mentally unstable fool.

Lu Yuchen yawned while surveying the city full of monks, pondering where he could go to trick... oh no, to "enlighten" a few more fated individuals.

Just then.

Several figures with extraordinary auras walked past his stall.

Leading them was a handsome young man dressed in luxurious brocade robes, who was grinning and boasting to the woman beside him as he walked.

Behind him were several powerful elderly individuals.

Lu Yuchen knew at a glance that this person was not simple.

His Divine Sense spread out, and the surrounding discussions entered his ears.

It turned out that these people were representatives of the major powers from various regions.

True One Holy Land.

Youlong Mountain Manor.

Undying Demonic Sect.

Huayu Dynasty.

These four hegemonic forces had, by coincidence, sent their respective representatives to observe the ceremony.

"These bald monks sure have a lot of face," Lu Yuchen mumbled.

Just after these groups of people passed by.

Another team, chatting and laughing, passed by Lu Yuchen's stall.

It was Xiao Huohuo, Ling Ke'er, and Yang Yi, who had just arrived in Qian Du City, dismissed their other subordinates into the city, and were looking for a place to settle down.

All three were attracted by the city's prosperity and didn't notice the inconspicuous "street vendor" in the corner.

As Nanny passed the stall, her big eyes subconsciously swept over the pile of scrap metal, and then, somewhat puzzled, she looked back again.

For some reason, she always felt that the young man squatting on the ground yawning had a very familiar and kind scent about him.

It was like... it was like Master's scent.

Lu Yuchen's mouth twitched as he watched the familiar figures.

He didn't rush to reveal himself.

He wanted to see what kind of trouble his precious Disciples would stir up this time.