Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 678 - 665: Worth the Trip, All Worth the Trip

Jiang Yuan sat in the whirlwind, directly entering a deep sleep, completely unaware of what was happening around him.

Surrounding Prajna Hall were all the high monks of Cold Spring Temple, even the Elder-level, rarely seen Chief Master Fakong from the Dharma Institute was alarmed.

Watching the visible spiritual power fluctuations that had engulfed the entire Prajna Hall, he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, all disciples heed the order, protect Patron Jiang. Such spiritual power fluctuations could easily attract the covetous beings from the daytime wilderness, so we must be cautious."

"The disciples follow the command!"

More than twenty high realm Buddhist cultivators responded in unison, then each took a position, sitting cross-legged, palms together, chanting scriptures to protect him.

With Cold Spring Temple’s comprehensive strength, even the daytime wilderness held no fear for them, but they still chose to operate by day and rest by night to protect the peace of the city. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

At this time, it was the noon hour when yang energy was at its peak and spiritual energy was most abundant, with many great beings roaming around.

When the progress bar reached 30%, the "whirlwind" centered on Jiang Yuan had already spread throughout Cold Spring Temple, the demon cultivators in the city all sensed this powerful force and came out of their homes to look towards the temple.

The imposing "whirlwind" caused no destruction, not even disturbing the scrolls placed stably on the stone platform in the back hall of Prajna Hall.

But the sweeping spiritual energy kept increasing, turning Cold Spring Temple into a vortex with suction, drawing in spiritual energy from unknown hundreds of miles around!

"A weighty treasure has emerged? It must at least be a Divine Artifact, where is it? Where exactly?"

"Hiss! It’s the scent of power!"

"Such a weighty treasure, in this wilderness, only I, the king, can match it..."

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The summer sun shone brightly, almost blinding, as many great beings, sensing the scent of power, gathered.

At the same time, the fierce beast suppressed by Fazheng also became excited, the sound of giant chains scraping echoed, and the barrier of suppression was struck loudly, "My chance to rise has come, hahaha! The bald monks, wait to become my snacks!"

Fazheng remained calm and composed, quietly awaiting the best moment to strike and suppress.

At this time, the fierce beast was excited, if confronted head-on without instilling fear in it, it would be even harder to suppress in the future.

"What is Patron Jiang doing?" Master Zhiming was filled with anxiety, such a powerful fluctuation caused the concentration of spiritual energy in Cold Spring Temple to more than triple, making cultivation in such an environment yield twice the result with half the effort.

But the problem is, attracting those great beings in such a flamboyant manner is not worth the trouble!

"Prepare to open the second layer of the City Defense Array at any moment." Seeing the fluctuation already extending beyond Cold Spring Temple to encompass part of the city, he advised with a furrowed brow, "Instruct the people in the city to seize the opportunity to cultivate at home while spiritual energy is abundant, and do not venture outside."

Looking up at the thin layer of city protection array that stood daily, Zhiming felt uneasy. Such a commotion had attracted many demon beasts, what should he do?

Can all of Cold Spring Temple together withstand it?

The people in the city, unaware of the truth, sensed the rich spiritual energy, rejoicing, thinking it was due to the successful slaying of evil cultivators last night and the rituals performed by the masters at Cold Spring Temple that attracted so much spiritual energy, obediently seizing the time to cultivate.

The streets were empty, besides the Buddhist cultivators at Cold Spring Temple, no one saw the terrifying scene in the sky—a gigantic demon beast head with terrifying pressure loomed down, pressing close to the city protection array, peering inside.

The vast city, in the eyes of the demon beasts ruling the daytime wilderness, seemed like a small toy, if not for the watchful and evenly matched companions holding them back, a few impatient ones would have already acted.

"It seems we still have to wait a while for the weighty treasure to emerge. Since the kings of all the mountains have come, shall we first discuss how to divide it?"

"Divide what? I was the first to arrive, this treasure is something I found, don’t even think about taking it for yourselves!"

"Oh dear, these words make me so scared, are you sure it’s yours?"

"Fight if you want, stop being passive-aggressive!"

"Very well, we old fellows haven’t had a good fight in years. This small city is quite an eyesore, today’s the day to trample it down."

"Haha! Then you should first ask whether those bald monks are willing..."

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Many colossal bodies gathered here, their quarrels sounded like thunder to ordinary demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators in the city thought the rumbling thunder was due to the spiritual energy fluctuations brought by the masters, so they paid it no mind and focused on absorbing and cultivating; while Master Zhiming listened to the banter and laughter, sighed, "Amitabha, fellow masters, please wait for a moment, I’ll be right back."

He took off his robes, folded them neatly and placed them aside, suddenly taking off into the air, revealing a gigantic demon beast form, saying solemnly, "Amitabha, well said. Do not think size makes you right, this humble monk is of demon cultivator lineage, neither in cultivation nor in form do I fall behind the benefactors, please show respect to the Buddhist cultivators in the temple."

The air suddenly fell silent.

Sensing the other’s formidable strength, considering the group of bald monks below, and deeming this not the best time to act, they somewhat gave face to avoid being targeted. The great beings looked at each other and retreated slightly.

"The temple is a place of tranquility, please do not disturb the peace." After intimidating them, Zhiming’s massive form gradually contracted, reverting to a Buddhist cultivator’s human form, with the gray armor-like skin transforming into a monk’s robe.

He descended back to his protector position, methodically donning his robe properly.