Those golden light points, like a tide, come from all directions of Heaven and Earth. They do not appear in the Material Realm, but rather shuttle through the void, no wonder they could elude Zhang Chen’s Dharma Eye blessed by the Light of the True God.
The Dharma Eye of the Light of the True God must see the target to recognize it. However, those countless golden light points are clearly in another dimension, so the Light of the True God cannot even see them, let alone recognize them?
"That is the Power of Faith, emitted from the believers, directly following the Law of Causality, shuttling through the Land of Nothingness, and descending into the Daoist Temple. Goodness, even my Dharma Eye is unreliable." Zhang Chen raised his head to look at the golden light points in the sky like rain, and at first glance, he recognized their origin:
[Power of Incense, can be devoured]
"Does my Devouring Skill actually have the ability to identify various materials?" Upon seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Chen’s eyes.
Zhang Chen did not delve too deeply into the skill’s ability to identify; instead, he looked towards the Ancestral Master’s Hall of the Daoist Temple, where a vast divine light was rising to the sky from the center. It was the accumulated Power of Faith, looking so enticing, like golden honey, that made him wish he could take a bite.
"The Power of Incense is indeed mysterious." Zhang Chen thought to himself, silently stepping towards the Ancestral Master’s Hall. He wanted to see for himself what was so mysterious about this Incense Faith Power.
Along the way, the people of the Daoist Temple looked at Zhang Chen’s white hair with eyes full of astonishment. Without a doubt, Zhang Chen’s white hair was very eye-catching, and combined with his cold gaze, it attracted even more attention.
Zhang Chen arrived inside the Ancestral Master’s Hall, where visitors were burning incense. Zhang Chen casually swept his gaze over the sculptures inside the Incense Hall, and the next moment his pupils contracted.
Indeed, the sculptures were the foundation. Although there were vast pillars of Faith outside, they were all based on the sculptures. All the Power of Incense was infused into the sculptures, which seemed to possess a mysterious power, guiding the vast Incense Faith into an unknown time and space in the void.
Watching the flowing Power of Faith on the sculptures, Zhang Chen involuntarily swallowed, unable to deny his craving.
"How can I get close to the sculptures? If I can just get near them, I will have a chance to devour the Incense Qi." Zhang Chen pondered inwardly, while his eyes swept across the entire hall. There he saw that, although there were a dozen sculptures in the hall, only two gathered the Power of Incense Faith.
One was the Great Virtuous Master of the Yellow Heaven Dao, and the other was the ancestral master Wu Changming of Huangli Temple. The rest of the sculptures were merely decorative and had no value.
"Incense Qi..." Thoughts flowed in Zhang Chen’s mind, and after a moment, he suddenly came up with an idea. If he restored his identity as a servitor and found an opportunity to clean the hall daily, wouldn’t he be able to touch the sculptures?
"But how can I seamlessly obtain the task of cleaning the ancestral master’s sculptures? If I apply voluntarily and the Daoist Temple later discovers the discrepancy in Incense Fate, I might get implicated." Zhang Chen quickly thought.
Thinking back and forth and unable to come up with a plan, he simply turned to seek advice from his little senior sister, Xiaodouding, who had been in the Daoist Temple for several years and might have some suggestions.
When Zhang Chen returned to the courtyard, Chengyu was meditating and visualizing.
Watching the diligent Chengyu, Zhang Chen felt a tinge of emotion in his eyes. This girl was so hardworking in her cultivation, and her natural talent was outstanding. If she doesn’t achieve Great Success, who would?
She deserves to succeed!
"Soul cultivation is different from Martial Dao cultivation. You must take care to nourish your soul. You should know that if the three treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spirit are harmed, it would result in a serious illness." Seeing Xiaodouding meditating there, Zhang Chen couldn’t help but step forward to remind her.
Upon hearing Zhang Chen’s words, Xiaodouding rolled her eyes and woke up from meditation: "Do you think I want to cultivate? That damn thing is left in my body, and just thinking about it makes me anxious."
Zhang Chen carefully observed Xiaodouding and suddenly detected a difference. The palace within Xiaodouding’s soul seemed to be constantly changing, seemingly becoming clearer and more solid.
"Strange. I don’t see any external Power of Incense blessing, so how is the palace within her soul gradually becoming solid?" Zhang Chen’s heart grew heavy, but he didn’t say much to avoid worrying Xiaodouding.
"I want to go to the Ancestral Master’s Hall, to do the work of cleaning the ancestral master’s sculptures. Is there any way?" Zhang Chen asked Xiaodouding.
Upon hearing Zhang Chen’s words, Xiaodouding looked at Zhang Chen with a face full of suspicion: "Strange, you’re not someone who would work hard without benefits. What’s so beneficial about the Ancestral Master’s Hall that you can’t wait to volunteer for the work?"
"This benefit is for me to enjoy alone; you wouldn’t benefit from it." Zhang Chen said.
Hearing this, Xiaodouding rolled her eyes, pondered for a moment, and then looked up: "You want to work at the Ancestral Master’s Hall? I actually have an idea."
"What idea?" Zhang Chen asked hastily, never expecting that Xiaodouding actually had a method to help him achieve his wish.
"I recall that the disciple responsible for cleaning the ancestral master’s sculptures is named Liu Chen. Tomorrow, I’ll find an opportunity to compete with him in Martial Dao and take the chance to make him unable to get out of bed for ten days to half a month. Then no one would be doing his job, and I’ll negotiate with him to replace him, won’t you have a chance by then?" Xiaodouding said.
"Isn’t it bad to beat someone so they can’t get out of bed for ten days to half a month?" Zhang Chen hesitated.
"At most, compensate him with some silver. What’s so bad about that? But do you have silver? If not, forget it." Xiaodouding said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen nodded: "I’m not short of silver; I’ll give him fifty taels so as not to treat him unfairly. However, if I want to work long-term in the Ancestral Master’s Hall, ten days to half a month is too short..."
While saying this, Zhang Chen hesitated.
Hearing this, Xiaodouding chuckled: "Do you think Liu Chen is a fool? As long as we don’t mention it and silently do his work for him, he’d be glad, as it would save him the majority of his time for Martial Dao cultivation."
Zhang Chen sighed, unable to hide his admiration for Xiaodouding’s intelligence. This girl’s brain is truly nimble.
"If you get this done, I’ll treat you to meat every day," Zhang Chen said, patting Xiaodouding on the head, only to have his hand slapped away by Xiaodouding, who glared at Zhang Chen with wide eyes:
"Idiot junior brother, I’m your senior sister. How dare you treat me like this? If you touch my head again, I’ll break your paw."
Zhang Chen chuckled without engaging Xiaodouding, instead asking, "When does the Daoist Temple contest begin?"
"The Daoist Temple isn’t ready yet. Once it’s ready, they’ll notify us. Why are you in such a hurry?" said Xiaodouding, glaring at Zhang Chen with her big eyes: "With your half-baked skills, even if you get on stage, you’d only get beaten. Although you’ve cultivated a Mysterious Technique, I don’t think you’re a fighter."
Zhang Chen ignored Xiaodouding’s discouraging words, treating them as wind in his ears. He was contemplating how to achieve victory and win the top spot in the contest.
He needs to climb higher! Only by climbing higher will he have the opportunity to access the core secrets.
"I have ultrasound; as long as the opponent moves, I can sense it with ultrasound. Does this count as anticipating the enemy’s moves? Moreover, my body possesses Bloodline Power, making my physical fitness stronger than many martial artists. Except for not mastering Power changes, even those martial artists who train their bodies for years may not match me." Zhang Chen pondered inwardly.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chen felt hopeful, seemingly realizing that he had unconsciously become a martial artist.
His physical fitness surpasses others and can anticipate the enemy’s moves. As long as he sees through the opponent’s moves in advance, no matter the opponent’s power, it’s in vain if it doesn’t land on him.
"Senior sister, shall we practice?" Zhang Chen suddenly looked up at Xiaodouding with eyes full of a burning gaze.