"Excuse me, brother in front, make way! Give me some space so I can see what new milk tea flavors they have today!"

"Brother, your clever trick won't work. If you give up your spot, will you give it back to me?"

"Hey." He tilted his head and stuck out his tongue, feigning innocence.

"roll!"

...

This is the fourth day that Lu Wu has set up his stall. Foodies flocked to the area, and the entrance to Tianfo Temple was packed with people.

In the crowded scene, many people couldn't see the signs hanging on the stalls, and they were very anxious.

"Damn it, you old codger, we agreed to get up and go hiking together this morning. Why did you get up early without calling me? Is this what you call brotherhood?"

"No, brother, you're wrong. I didn't sneak up. I didn't sleep all night and came to climb the mountain last night."

"...You're ruthless, but how come you're still ranked so low?"

"Because there are still some ruthless people who didn't come down the mountain yesterday and have been waiting here for Boss Lu."

"..."

"We can't compete, we just can't compete."

It's hard to imagine that a group of cultivators would go to such lengths for Boss Lu.

I spent the whole night on the mountaintop, enduring the cold wind, just for a cup of milk tea.

"Achoo, achoo..."

Many diners were sneezing, rubbing their red noses, and pulling their coats tighter.

There's nothing they can do; they're just ordinary people now. They caught a cold after being exposed to the cold wind all night, but it's nothing serious.

Even with a persistent high fever and seeing stars, nothing could dampen their enthusiasm for milk tea.

"Brothers, we have intelligence from the front. Today's milk tea is strawberry milkshake, cherry blossom latte, milk grass jelly, and mango sundae."

"Wow, these are all names I've never heard of before! What are grass jelly and sundae?"

"Who cares what it is, as long as it tastes good."

Compared to the diners' high enthusiasm, Lu Wu, who was selling the food, seemed to be in a bit of a predicament.

The appearance of the new product aroused the curiosity of diners, and she had to explain to them what ingredients were used during the sales process.

"The so-called grass jelly is simply made by adding grass jelly powder to water. It's very simple. The softness or firmness depends on the amount of water added."

What is a sundae?

"A sundae is made with ice cream and mango jam."

"What? You're asking what ice cream is, bro? You're asking too many questions."

Lu Wu could barely keep up with the conversation.

She looked up at the dark crowd in front of her, finding it hard to imagine how things would end today.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry, our temple is ready to receive you."

Tianfo Temple is located here to suppress demons, but it is not a secluded sect. The fact that part of Tianfo Temple is open to the public is simply to generate revenue.

Thanks to Lu Wu's arrival, the number of people visiting this place has surged.

The Tianfo Temple has made a fortune in ticket sales these past few days, and the troubles caused by the large crowds are not worth mentioning.

Chanyu said with a smile, not taking it to heart at all.

He held a sundae and ate it slowly.

The dense ice crystals envelop the sweet aroma of ripe mango. Upon touching the tongue, the first sensation is the icy coolness, which makes one shiver slightly.

But soon, sweetness blossomed in my mouth.

The smoothie has very little fiber from the mango, and the pulp is spread all over the top, making it a very enjoyable treat for Zenyu.

The ice crystals melted slowly upon contact with the temperature on the tip of the tongue. The low temperature made the sense of taste slightly dulled until the jam slid down the throat, revealing the lingering aroma of vanilla and milk.

"Sha!"

It was a little cold. Chanyu looked at the goosebumps that had been raised on her skin, pursed her lips, and continued to enjoy it.

It's delicious.

After drinking milk tea these past few days, there's been more and more leftover food at the Buddhist temple each day.

Even the monks who were cooking started to question the meaning of life.

Even the stray cats and dogs that used to be fed by Tianfo Temple seem to have started to dislike the bland vegetarian food, so they ate leftovers this morning.

We can't waste it.

The coolness seeped into his mind, clearing his thoughts and dispelling all distractions.

The questions he had accumulated about cultivation slowly melted away at this moment, and he began to understand.

Xia Yi sensed the Buddhist light emanating from Chan Yu and moved a little further away from him.

What the disciples of the Hehuan Sect hate most are these stubborn, unyielding monks who spout grand theories, and when they can't win an argument, they'll unleash a burst of Buddhist light, claiming it's to purify their filthy souls.

It made the disciples of the Hehuan Sect seem ashamed to be seen by others.

But human love is commonplace.

You, as a monk, cannot expect everyone to abstain from sex with you.

I've entered the path of Tao through emotion, so what's wrong with indulging a little?

Xia Yi was inwardly condemning the situation, but her gaze swept over all the diners present.

She received word that the traitor's hired accomplices had quit, their sudden defection leaving the traitor without any help, and he would likely take matters into his own hands today.

This time, she wanted to see how the other party would hide it.

"Little Wuwu, can I have another sundae?"

With her tongue licking away the remaining milk from Lu Wu's lips, Xia Yi smiled seductively and pressed her body against Lu Wu, intending to use her beauty to get in through the back door.

Disciples of the Hehuan Sect are not picky.

Not to mention how outstanding Xiao Wuwu is, she really likes her.

"no."

Lu Wu resolutely refused.

Lu Wu glanced at the other person's seductive expression and dared not look any longer.

My resolve is as firm as iron and cannot be broken.

She wouldn't fall for that trick and have her life force drained by that little vixen.

"You stingy person."

Xia Yi muttered something, pinched Lu Wu's cheek, then smiled contentedly before disappearing into the crowd.

She'd better hide, or she might scare that traitor.

At this moment, Han Wen was struggling to climb the mountain path. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and was panting heavily.

It's too difficult.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect did not pay attention to physical cultivation. After their spiritual power was sealed in the great formation, their bodies became weak and limp. They became very weak after crawling for only a short time.

Seeing many climbers catch up and surpass him, Han Wenzheng, who considered himself a big shot, felt bitter.

He wanted to fight for it, but he lacked the power to do so.

"You dead leg, hurry up and crawl!"

He pounded his thigh, his face ashen, wondering if he could even make it to the top of the mountain alive.

There's only one road to get into the back of Tianfo Temple, and that road is inside the temple itself.

Fortunately, that place is open to the public.

Thinking of that legendary figure, Han Wenzheng cheered himself up.

"Keep going, you can do it!"

"Once you find that senior, you can teach those who look down on you a lesson."

It's said that disciples of the Hehuan Sect don't discriminate between meat and vegetables, so why is it different for him?

He just took a fancy to a demon beast and wanted to cultivate with it, so how did that break the taboo and get him expelled from the sect?

In a fit of rage, he stole a treasure from the sect, killed several people, and fled.

There must be someone relentlessly pursuing him, trying to eliminate his rivals, but he remains calm.

He was familiar with the methods of the Hehuan Sect disciples.

As long as it's not that vixen Xia Yi who comes, he's confident he can hold his own against the other disciples.