Bai Xi stood in the Taoist temple and looked down, where a forest was faintly visible in the clouds and mist.

Compared to the vast expanse of polluted air floating above the city, this place is much cleaner.

Baixi, "This place is more suitable for practitioners to live in."

The old Taoist priest said, "I've guarded this temple for many years, and now that I'm nearing the end of my life, I'd like to find a successor. What do you think..."

Bai Xi paused, looking at him with his white hair and youthful face. He didn't look like the kind of person who was about to die.

The old Taoist priest seemed to have thought of this as well, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

“Um…” he coughed twice, “I just look young, the air here is so refreshing.”

"Aren't you young people the most concerned about your appearance? Living here can not only prolong your life, but also improve your skin."

As soon as the old Taoist priest finished speaking, Yanzi came over following the sound. "Are you telling the truth?" she asked, blinking her bright eyes.

The old Taoist priest, "..."

After they finished shopping, Mr. and Mrs. Du came over and happened to overhear what the old Taoist priest had just said.

"Master, do you intend to pass your Taoist temple on to Master Baixi?" Isn't that a bit too frivolous?

The old Taoist priest nodded, "I think this young lady is capable of managing this Taoist temple well."

Yanzi couldn't help but say, "You have a good eye. Master Baixi is very capable. But... the master has her own work. Wouldn't letting her inherit the Taoist temple restrict her personal freedom?"

The old Taoist priest gave his reason: "The air here is good, making it the most suitable place for practitioners to live."

Everyone looked at Bai Xi.

After all, whether or not he agrees depends on whether Master Baixi nods in approval.