The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 355 - 353: So-Called Fated Ones

Waiting outside the Zhongji Courtyard to see the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship were over twenty individuals.

These people’s statuses were vastly different from those of the pilgrims outside.

Most of them, like Huang Zhijun and her father, were either wealthy or of noble standing, seeking the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship for medical consultations, to offer gratitude, or to pray for blessings for their families.

It was said that the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship of Taichang Temple was a Spiritual Buddha, capable of curing all diseases and warding off demons and evil spirits just by being seen.

Huang Zhijun and her father had come today to offer their thanks to the Minister and also to check if Huang Zhijun’s illness had been thoroughly eradicated.

Upon seeing the notice, these people hurriedly surrounded the old monk.

The old monk shook his head and gestured to his mouth and ears, signaling that he was both deaf and mute.

"This Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship really has some personality, to actually have such a servant."

Xin Lin watched and was quietly astounded.

"Lord Taichang only sees one person per day, and that person must be predestined. Alas, it looks like hopes are dashed for this month; I’ll have to come back next time."

A well-informed pilgrim at the side remarked.

The pilgrim sighed endlessly.

He came to seek an audience with Lord Taichang every month, yet each attempt ended in vain.

"What does it mean to be a ’predestined person’?"

Ma Jingtian wondered.

Xin Lin just shrugged.

"By the looks of it, this is your first time here at Taichang Temple. The predestined person mentioned by Lord Taichang refers to those capable of traversing through Wanshi Mountain in Zhongji Courtyard."

The earlier-speaking pilgrim explained.

Suddenly, the gate of Zhongji Courtyard creaked open.

A small courtyard garden was revealed before everyone’s eyes.

Inside Zhongji Courtyard, there was indeed a hidden paradise.

Though it was almost noon, this small courtyard was enshrouded in white mist, bathed in milk-white hues.

Unlike conventional courtyards, within this small garden, one could see the greenery but not any houses, much less the legendary Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship.

The milky-white mist hovered and floated, revealing row upon row of green jade bamboo, with a rockery situated beneath the shadows of swaying bamboo leaves.

This rockery seemed to be piled up with various oddly-shaped stones.

The rocks took myriad forms, resembling hundreds of lions that were either lying, crouching, or standing; and at the base of the rockery, there was an entrance.

Inside the entrance, the pathway was intricate and twisting, with several branch trails. Not just for the average person, even an ignorant scoundrel could easily lose their way once inside.

Rumor had it that a notorious thief once coveted the oil money and various martial arts scriptures of Taichang Temple and snuck into the Zhongji Courtyard, the heart of the temple.

Who knew that he would mistakenly enter Wanshi Mountain, getting trapped for seven days and nights? When found, the thief had been driven to the brink of madness, raving and deranged.

Since then, Wanshi Mountain of Taichang Temple had become infamous.

Xin Lin, who had only recently arrived in Purple Cloud City, was naturally clueless about Wanshi Mountain.

"The predestined person mentioned by the Minister is someone who can get through Wanshi Mountain. This Wanshi Mountain is not as simple as it appears to be. Every time I come, every time I enter, I am unable to get through, alas."

The pilgrim expressed his helplessness with a sigh.

"Is it really so mystical? It looks no different from the artificial mountains in the Water Wraith Gang."

Ma Jingtian said, disbelieving.

"Ignorant youngster."

Huang Zhijun, upon hearing this, scoffed coldly, mocking Ma Jingtian for his ignorance of the ways of the world.

"Little Boss, just wait here, I’ll go take a look inside."

Ma Jingtian rubbed his hands together and confidently walked toward Ten Thousand Lion Ridge.