Before reaching the Martial King Realm, it was extremely difficult, almost as hard as climbing to the heavens, to go to the Starry Domains.

But after becoming a Martial King, relying on a Martial King's brute force, one could directly break through the Sky-Earth Barrier, making going to the Starry Domains not so difficult.

It's just that it might alert the Shen Family, so caution was needed.

"For the simulation task, I still have to make a trip to the Starry Domains, but I should try to avoid contact with the Shen Family as much as possible. Revealing the Dragon-Man tribe's information to the Shen Family is better done in the simulation."

Chen Yi's heart was willing to believe in the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's character.

But it's better to be safe than sorry.

What if, in a moment of poor judgment, that old bastard discovered he had the ability to foresee the future?

Would he covet it?

Would he make a move against him?

Even if the Shen Family Founding Ancestor wouldn't, the vast Shen Family spread across the entire Starry Domains had so many people, who knew if there were any traitors among them?

With the simulation, there was no need to take such risks in reality.

When leaving the Chixin Sect, Chen Yi used one move of Cloud-Scorching Hand, conjuring a giant burning hand dozens of zhang tall, and with one slap, smashed the Ancient Pagoda containing the Demon Bridge Formation into smithereens.

The Chixin Sect disciples, who were holding a funeral for the former Sect Master, were instantly scared out of their wits.

[Simulation Task Progress: Destroy Dragon-Man Tribe Outposts (4/6)]

...

Two months later.

Xiliang, Vajra Temple.

"Too much! I've already developed a county's worth of believers for you as you demanded, why won't you let me enter the temple yet!"

At the gate of the Vajra Temple's outer branch temple, a young novice monk, wearing a somewhat dirty kasaya, was shouting furiously towards the temple interior.

Standing at the temple gate were two middle-aged monks, beardless and hairless. Facing the novice's roar, their faces showed no expression.

"Amitabha, young master, this is merely a small test, yet you have already broken the precept against anger. How can you possibly enter our Vajra Temple with its strict monastic rules?"

The novice monk grew even more furious.

"Bah! Stop lecturing me about monastic rules! You're clearly just exploiting everyone's yearning for the Vajra Temple, making us work for you for free! Shameless!"

A faint, almost imperceptible sneer appeared on the middle-aged monk's face.

"If the young master does not understand the Buddhist way, this humble monk also knows a bit of the martial way."

The novice monk retreated a few steps resentfully, pointing at the vast and resplendently golden Vajra Temple.

"Fine, fine, fine! What a fine member of the Eight Pillars of the Five Domains you are! I see through you now!"

The novice monk turned and left, his steps staggering with anger.

The two monks stood at the gate, watching his retreating back, exchanged a glance, unable to hide their smiles.

"These fools are so easy to trick."

"Now our merit for this month has increased again."

"Every day we just need to cultivate peacefully, and there's an endless queue of fools lining up to help us complete our proselytizing merits, haha..."

Chen Yi stood in the air, his divine sense covering this temple, seeing everything clearly.

That young novice monk just now was naturally Zhen Pin.

In front of Chen Yi was also an old monk, similarly standing in the air.

He was the abbot of the Vajra Temple branch below.

When Chen Yi appeared in the sky above this place, his divine sense detected the approach of a Martial King-level expert, so he immediately ascended to check the situation, wanting to know if the visitor had malicious intent.

Seeing Chen Yi was just watching the ground from the sky, this abbot did not take any further action.

The Vajra Temple was different from ordinary major sects; it was composed of many temples distributed in different locations.

Some temples were outer branches, some were inner branches.

The one before them was an outer branch temple.

"Abbot Jingchen, there are quite a few rule-breakers in your temple."

Jingchen wore an expression of shame. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"With over a hundred people, you'll find all sorts. It's normal for this old monk's temple to have some bad apples. This old monk will discipline them later. Was that young monk just now a friend of yours, sir?"

Jingchen noticed that Chen Yi's gaze had been fixed on Zhen Pin, hence this speculation.

"Sort of."

"I see he really wants to join the Vajra Temple to study. Since he is your friend and he has passed our entry test, this old monk can accept him into the temple."

"No need! Everyone has their own destiny. When the old man lost his horse, it might have been a blessing in disguise."

Chen Yi switched on the "Human Body Detector".

He saw that Zhen Pin had a special physique.

Ascetic Spirit Body: Can achieve extremely high cultivation speed without relying on martial resources. If resources are obtained, cultivation actually slows down.

Wasn't this the innate sacred physique for a rogue cultivator?

Then it wasn't surprising.

For a rogue cultivator, reaching the Golden Body Realm was incredibly difficult.

Yet this rogue monk Zhen Pin could cultivate to the Spirit Condensation Realm in the later stages!

Zhen Pin's Innate Talent was High-Grade.

This meant that, with his special physique, reaching Spirit Condensation wasn't difficult, but breaking through to Martial King would be hard.

In this world, to break through to the Martial King Realm, relying on oneself alone wasn't enough; one needed support from others.

For Zhen Pin, who possessed the Ascetic Spirit Body, this was somewhat contradictory.

How to step into the Martial King Realm would undoubtedly be an insurmountable mountain for him to climb on his own.

In the red maple forest unique to Xiliang, Zhen Pin was wandering around gloomily.

"What Vajra Temple! How can they act like this and still face the Buddha! What saving others to save oneself? I think these bald donkeys only save themselves, bah!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind arose beside Zhen Pin.

The fallen leaves on the ground swirled up, rotating around a central point, forming a leaf tornado.

Chen Yi slowly descended from above this tornado.

"Young monk, oh, do you desire to obtain a stroke of fortune?"

Imitating the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's tone, Chen Yi descended before Zhen Pin.

Looking at Chen Yi standing on nothing, floating and sinking in mid-air, with the sky filled with dancing red maple leaves enhancing the atmosphere.

This was the unmistakable posture of a powerful expert!

Although he looked quite young, not quite matching the image of a mysterious elder from stories.

"Sir, are you a Martial King mighty one?"

Chen Yi placed his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

"Indeed."

Zhen Pin was extremely excited, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.

"This humble monk is Zhen Pin! I wonder what instruction the mighty one has for me upon seeing me?"

"Didn't I say? I have a stroke of fortune for you."

"Is that true?"

Currently, Zhen Pin was only at the first layer of Spirit Gathering.

A stroke of fortune bestowed by a Martial King-level big shot was something he hardly dared to imagine.

"What could a little bald... little monk like you possibly have that I would covet? Why would I deceive you? It's just that you and I are fated, so this fortune is meant for none other than you!"

"Thank you, senior!

I think of myself as wholeheartedly devoted to Buddhism, wanting to join the Vajra Temple, which has the highest achievements in Buddhist teachings, but unexpectedly, they played me for a fool!

Now it seems, everything was the best arrangement of fate, hahaha..."

A few days later.

Following the route from his memory, Chen Yi brought Zhen Pin to a tidal flat by the Yuexia River in Xiliang.

The Forgetful Dust Water was here.

When Zhen Pin approached, those strange water droplets appeared again!

Chen Yi immediately took out a specially crafted vessel and stored them inside.

This vessel was something Chen Yi had made on his way to Xiliang. When passing through Divine Arms County, he randomly found a spirit artifact forging sect, borrowed their venue and materials to craft it.

It was specifically for holding the Forgetful Dust Water.

"Senior, are these waters the fortune you wish to bestow upon me?"

"This fortune is too great for you to handle, it's better for me to keep it safe."

"Ah, this..."

"You didn't come all this way for nothing. Take this."

Chen Yi gave him the Shen Family's Starry Sky Three-Piece Set.

Three Earth-Grade External Techniques, Internal Technique, and Heart Art.

For a rogue cultivator, this absolutely counted as a tremendous stroke of fortune.

After all, for a rogue cultivator to obtain even one High-Grade cultivation technique was like their ancestral grave smoking with luck.