Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 745: Farewell to the Young Monk

Xu Youran looked puzzled.

Fixing her gaze at the doors outside the hall, she saw flickering light waves amidst which a group of monks clad in kasayas stepped in.

Monks?

Why is Jiang Fan afraid of monks?

As the monks entered, they first took in the surroundings of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.

They then separated into two rows, placed their palms together, slightly bowed their heads, and appeared reverent.

At this moment.

A faint golden light surged forward like waves.

It turned out to be a golden lotus, suspended three feet above the ground, unsullied by dust as it floated in.

On the lotus stood a young monk clad in a white kasaya.

His lips were red, teeth white, and his countenance graceful and delicate.

His eyes carried an intelligent brightness, and faint rays of Buddha’s light flickered as they opened and closed.

Meeting his gaze, one felt free of pride and shame, swept clean of worries.

Mu Ying’s body trembled, his complexion changed drastically.

He immediately clasped his hands together, bowed, and said, "Master of Dharma Seal."

Yu Tiandu and the others grew even more ashen-faced and quickly bowed their heads in respect.

The young monk held a strand of prayer beads with his right hand, his left hand rested behind him.

With an elegant posture.

Upon hearing the greeting, he glanced sideways and returned a courtesy by placing one hand to his chest.

"Friends from Qingli Mountain, it has been a while."

Mu Ying’s eyelid twitched involuntarily.

Martial artists of Taicang State, no one desired to meet this Master of Dharma Seal Vajra again, right?

Among the many Vajras of White Horse Temple.

Master of Dharma Seal Vajra was the most zealous about converting others.

Whenever he wandered into a place, upon encountering someone of exceptional talent or rare spirit beasts, he would convert them to Buddhism.

Last time he preached at Qingli Mountain.

A prodigious loose cultivator who usually kept his cultivation deeply concealed merely crossed paths with him and was instantly seen through.

With the words, "You are fated with my Buddha," he publicly converted the person right away.

That cultivator’s master went to White Horse Temple to demand an explanation.

Once inside White Horse Temple, he never came out.

Whether he died or was converted.

Nobody dared ask.

Thus, loose cultivators of Qingli Mountain, especially male cultivators, regarded Master of Dharma Seal Vajra as a ferocious tiger.

Terrified of being targeted by him.

Fortunately.

The Master of Dharma Seal Vajra’s gaze lightly swept across them, gave them a brief look, and then peacefully retracted.

It was evident they were beneath his notice.

Yu Tiandu and the others exhaled deeply in relief.

Yet felt a strange sense of loss.

"Sigh." Yu Tiandu sighed heavily.

On the Taicang Continent, there was a deeply ingrained belief:

The prodigies unworthy of Master of Dharma Seal Vajra’s notice were false prodigies.

Because those converted by him later became the strongest of White Horse Temple, their talents shaking the world.

Even those targeted for conversion, but managed to escape fate, later earned immense fame across the continent.

What was even more astonishing.

Some prominent prodigies voluntarily joined Buddhism but were outright rejected by him, and their subsequent progress was remarkably limited.

Unquestionably.

He was the supreme appraiser of prodigies in this era.

Whomever he deemed worthy, however unremarkable, was a true prodigy.

Whomever he ignored, however renowned, was mere pretense.

Initially, this notion circulated only among loose cultivators.

The Outer Realm Divine Sect didn’t believe it.

Until an unscrupulous Divine Sect.

Secretly tried recruiting disciples based on the conversion list of Master of Dharma Seal Vajra.

What happened?

The disciples they recruited stunned everyone with their brilliance, surpassing all other sects!

It caused a massive sensation.

Of course, this underhanded act infuriated White Horse Temple.

White Horse Temple dispatched its entire force, stormed the sect, and reclaimed all those disciples, leaving them with nothing.

From then on.

There was no more doubt about Master of Dharma Seal Vajra’s status as the appraiser of prodigies.

Right now, Master of Dharma Seal Vajra’s dismissive glance at them.

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They were not prodigies.

The sense of defeat was palpable.

Master of Dharma Seal Vajra turned his gaze toward the three women.

His eyes lingered briefly on Chen Silin and said, "Lady, your fortune is extraordinary."

Chen Silin’s heart raced.

What a remarkable monk, could he sense the Moon Venerate sealed within her body?

Although he might not have grasped everything, he certainly noticed something amiss.

Next, his gaze moved over Liu Qingxian and showed a faint smile: "This lady too possesses an extraordinary fortune."

Liu Qingxian frowned.

The fortune he mentioned, was it the teachings delivered in her dreams?

Lastly, Master of Dharma Seal Vajra’s gaze shifted to Xu Youran.

He studied her closely, the expression on his face turning to surprise:

"This lady, I must admit, I can’t quite see through you."

"Purple Energy Comes from the East, indicating a destined noble benefactor."

"Yet, it appears this Purple Energy does not inherently belong to you."

Xu Youran’s heart trembled.

This monk was so uncanny.

Even matters between herself and Xu Yining seemed vaguely reachable by his insight.

Master of Dharma Seal Vajra withdrew his gaze.

Suddenly.

As if noticing something.

He smiled and descended from his lotus seat.

Walking on air, he strode directly over to the three women, past them, and gazed ahead with a smile:

"Ah, friend, you and I are destined."

What the hell!

Jiang Fan’s scalp prickled with dread.

He would rather deal with Green Crane Masters or Yan Dao’an than have anything to do with this man.

But being discovered, he had no choice but to step out, forcing a smile:

"Well, fancy that, Master."

"Meeting you even here."

Master of Dharma Seal Vajra laughed and said, "Not a coincidence, not at all, everything is dictated by fate."

"Across this vast Demon Race land, we meet."

"Even here at the Human Clan’s Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, we meet again."

"You are fated with me."

As soon as Jiang Fan heard the words "fated," his skin bristled with goosebumps.

What terrified him even more.

Was the notion that Master of Dharma Seal Vajra perceived their repeated encounters as guided by some mysterious providence.

Thus, he curiously began scrutinizing Jiang Fan.

Trying to discern what made him extraordinary.

"Master of Dharma Seal, what could have prompted you to grace the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion?"

A loud, clear voice rang out from afar.

It was none other than the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master, who sensing the Buddhist presence, promptly returned from the tenth underground level.

Master of Dharma Seal withdrew his gaze.

He clasped his palms together and smiled, saying, "Pavilion Master, you’ve been well, I trust."

Everyone was visibly shaken.

Pavilion Master?

Jiang Fan immediately looked over.

It was a middle-aged man garbed in azure robes.

His features were bright and clear, his face adorned with a faint smile.

For a brief moment, Jiang Fan felt a similar impression as when he first met Li Qingfeng.

"Master of Dharma Seal bringing his Buddhist presence, it truly illuminates the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion!"

The Pavilion Master smiled, saying, "Please step inside for a chat."

Though uncertain of the purpose of this Buddhist monk’s visit to the pavilion.

Surely, it couldn’t be to convert disciples?

For the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion now, attracting the mythical prodigies of Taicang State was out of the question.

"Pavilion Master need not be so formal."

Master of Dharma Seal said, "I’m here for two matters where I seek your assistance."

"Firstly, I wish to go to your pavilion’s tenth level."

Huh?

The Pavilion Master’s brows furrowed slightly.

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion rarely opened itself to outsiders.

Master of Dharma Seal smiled, retrieving a Golden Buddha from his sleeve, and said:

"This Buddha was a personal artifact of our temple abbot, capable of suppressing malevolent forces."

"It would no doubt be of great use to the Pavilion Master."

"During my time in your pavilion, this Buddha shall be temporarily lent to you."

The Pavilion Master’s eyes flashed with delight.

At a glance, he could tell this was a Spiritual Artifact of Buddhism.

After brief deliberation, he readily agreed, "Very well!"

"What about the second matter?"

Master of Dharma Seal said:

"I wish to commission the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion to mobilize the forces of the Nine-Sect to help search for someone."

Searching for someone again?

The Pavilion Master’s gaze subtly shifted toward Jiang Fan.

Could the search be about him again?