"Amitabha....."

Master Longmu clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

He bowed deeply to Ye Ran and Wang Xianghe.

It then transformed into a ray of light, slowly disappearing behind Chen Wuxin.

At this moment, Chen Wuxin's departing figure, his upright posture, seemed to be fading further and further away from the bewildered little monk in my memory...

"I hope everything goes well..." Ye Ran stood there, a strange light flickering in his eyes.

Wang Xianghe walked to his side, his expression complex:

"Do you really think he can succeed?" Ye Ran retorted.

After being asked a question by Ye Ran, Wang Xianghe was suddenly taken aback, and then said:

"So many top experts in Mahayana Buddhism, and he, a mere novice monk who has just broken through to the Transcendent Realm, wants to resolve this situation..."

"So what..." Ye Ran shook his head slightly, his gaze as deep as an ancient well.

"It wasn't just me who chose him; Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself chose him at that time..."

"Tsk, I hope you haven't misjudged me..." Wang Xianghe then looked up at Ye Ran again.

"So what should we do next?"

Before he could finish speaking,

A subtle spatial fluctuation interrupted him.

A ripple appeared in the void.

A huge turtle's head emerged from the void.

Duobao had just poked his head out.

She cautiously looked around, a hint of apprehension in her eyes, and only after confirming there was no danger did she tentatively ask Ye Ran:

"Ye Ran, is it all over???"

Ye Ran nodded slightly:

"Yes, it's all taken care of..."

"Hahaha, that's good!!" Upon hearing this, Duobao quickly pulled Qin Guangxiao out of the way.

At this moment, his eyes shone brightly, and he excitedly rubbed his paws together:

"Then...what about my precious ones? Have they all been recovered?"

This question left Ye Ran and Wang Xianghe looking at each other in bewilderment...

The two had just been focused on the battle against the Fourth Demon God.

In an instant,

They put the matter of Duobao's plundered treasures out of their minds...

The air froze instantly, and an awkward silence spread...

Seeing Ye Ran's silence, Duo Bao assumed they hadn't heard him and asked again, "Ye Ran, stop hiding them, where are my treasures?"

Ye Ran coughed lightly and scratched his head: "Uh... this..."

Ye Ran didn't know what to say for a moment, so she simply turned her gaze to Wang Xianghe.

Meanwhile, Wang Xianghe had somehow already squatted down beside the ruins, studying the distant ruins.

He even touched the fallen stone with great seriousness, muttering to himself:

"This stone looks quite old..."

Ye Ran stared at Wang Xianghe speechlessly...

At this moment, Duobao keenly noticed the unusual behavior of the two, and his heart sank: "Don't tell me you two have forgotten about this..."

"Uh..." Ye Ran subconsciously turned her head away, avoiding Duobao's eyes.

"To be honest, we've been so busy... that we forgot about it."

"So... all my treasures have completely disappeared??"

"Uh, you could say that..."

Ye Ran admitted it, his tone tinged with apology.

Boom!!!

Duobao was struck dumb, his body trembling violently.

At this moment,

The expression on his face gradually froze, as if he had been frozen in place.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out; the turtle stood frozen in place.

Its exterior remains intact, but its heart seems utterly shattered...

"Don't be too sad..." Ye Ran patted Duobao's head, about to say something to comfort him.

"fine......."

Duobao interrupted Ye Ran, his voice unusually calm, a faint, wan smile playing on his lips.

"It's good that everyone's alright. As for the treasure, there's always another chance..."

Then, Duobao lowered his head and muttered to himself:

"I shouldn't have gone with you in the first place. If I hadn't gone with you, I wouldn't have shared half of Bai Xu's treasure. If I hadn't shared that half, I wouldn't have been deceived. If I hadn't been deceived, I wouldn't be here. If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have lost these treasures..."

Duobao muttered to himself,

His voice was calm, and his expression was composed.

But this makes it even more terrifying.

"Ye Ran, is Duobao really alright? He looks like he's about to hang himself..."

Wang Xianghe whispered to Ye Ran,

"Your turtle can hang itself..." Ye Ran rolled her eyes at him.

They then proceeded to Duobao.

However, Duobao acted as if he hadn't seen Ye Ran at all, continuing to mutter to himself.

His eyes were vacant as he stared into the distance, his body trembling slightly, exuding a profound sense of despair...

Seeing this, Ye Ran couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Both Duobao himself and his successors, as the inheritors of the Duobao Daoist lineage, were deeply ingrained in their obsession with treasures.

In this situation, it seems the wound has truly penetrated to the core...

"Duobao, if all else fails..." Ye Ran pointed to the dilapidated Taifo Temple around them.

"If all else fails, what else is valuable in this Taifo Temple? Take whatever you fancy, it's all yours..."

These words, meant to be comforting, only made Duobao's expression more sorrowful:

"Ye Ran, what are you saying...?"

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