Kui Kui bowed and explained, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I inherited the skills of a shaman from my grandmother. This is the spirit residing in my body."

A hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes as she looked at Wuwei Zhenren.

Under Mo Ye's golden eyes, the Wuwei True Man was neither a human white shadow nor a ghostly black shadow, but a faint golden color.

“That is a golden body of merit. Your master should not be underestimated. He is a person of great virtue and great power.”

Mo Ye's voice suddenly rang in Kui Kui's ear, explaining the situation to him.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm. I'm going to sleep a little longer." After saying that, she fell silent again.

Kui Kui: "..."

Master Wuwei squinted and smiled, "He is a powerful immortal."

"It's lunchtime, let's eat together!"

"The food at the Taoist temple is simple and plain. I don't know if you'll be used to it. Xiao Mao, set the table."

Yan Shi'an and Kui Kui sat on either side of Kui Ziyu, glancing at the table full of dishes.

While not exactly exquisite, it offered a complete selection of delicacies from land and sea.

The two exchanged a glance, both thinking the same thing.

This Wuwei Zhenren seems to have a misunderstanding about coarse food and plain rice!

Seeing Kui Ziyu's nonchalant expression, they began to wonder if they had misunderstood the meaning of "simple meals".

Master Wuwei looked at Mao Junjie with a smile, but the latter felt uneasy under his gaze.

His wheat-colored skin flushed red and then turned pale, and soon his face was covered in sweat.

"Master...Master...I see that my senior brothers rarely come back, so they should at least be treated to something good, right?"

Master Wuwei still had a faint smile on his face and said, "I think it's you who wants to eat it, isn't it?"

“Ziyu, you’ve been gone for a long time. It’s time to properly fulfill your responsibilities as a senior brother.”

Kui Ziyu stood up, bowed to Wuwei Zhenren, and looked at Mao Junjie.

"The Yellow Court Classic says that food for humans is bland and tasteless."

The Taishang Ganying Pian states: "Accumulate virtue and merit, have compassion for all things; be loyal, filial, and fraternal, rectify yourself and influence others; even insects and plants should not be harmed."

"Laojun’s 180 Precepts states: Do not kill or harm any living creature, do not hunt or fish and harm living beings, do not dig up insects that hibernate in the ground in winter, and do not climb trees to explore nests and break eggs."

Do you understand these things?

Mao Junjie nodded, opened his mouth, then shook his head in a panic.

"The Tao follows the natural order. All living beings in the world are bestowed by Heaven and Earth, and regardless of size, they are all life. Those who cultivate the Tao should cherish and have compassion for them, and always cherish a heart of empathy."

"Therefore, human diet should be bland and tasteless and should not disrupt the harmony of nature."

"Heaven has the virtue of loving life and hating killing. It nurtures all things, rejoices in their birth, and abhors their death."

"Taoist practitioners must understand the heart of heaven and earth. They must take killing as a taboo and eat vegetarian food."

Mao Junjie was covered in sweat; the pressure from Kui Ziyu was terrifying.

His legs trembled, and he almost knelt down.

However, Kui Ziyu acted even faster than him, kneeling directly in front of Master Wuwei and saying, "Master, Ziyu knows he was wrong."

"I killed eighty-one spirit snakes for my own selfish desires. I am willing to accept the punishment."

Master Wuwei nodded. “To know one’s mistakes and be able to correct them is of great importance. Go, go and copy each of the Taoist classics you just mentioned a hundred times. You are not allowed to leave the mountain until you have finished copying them.”

"Thank you for not abandoning me, Master." Kui Ziyu left in a hurry without even eating.

What appears to be a punishment is actually a great favor, a profound act of kindness in accepting Kui Ziyu back as his disciple.

Mao Junjie was stunned. His senior brother was actually laughing. Had he gone mad?

He cried out in his heart: "Mom, I don't want to cultivate Tao anymore, I want to go home..."

"Shi'an, Kui Kui, eat. Xiao Mao, you sit down and eat too."

"Huh?" Mao Junjie thought he had misheard. Wuwei Zhenren actually wanted him to eat meat.

“You have already broken the precept. Not eating is a waste of food, which is an even greater sin. After you finish eating, bring your senior brother a bowl of vegetarian noodles and go copy scriptures with him.”

"Yes, Master."

Mao Junjie gritted his teeth and began to eat heartily; nothing was more enjoyable than eating meat.

The group sat in the courtyard eating, and the wooden gate was banged on loudly.

"Shangqing Temple, open the door, let's have a proper talk."

Mao Junjie put down his chopsticks, his thick eyebrows furrowing as he said, "This 'Always Grants Your Wish' temple is here again, so annoying!"

Kui Kui paused in his chopsticks.

She had heard Wu Youyou mention that she had come to Maoshan with her parents to fulfill her vow at the Temple of Prayer-Fulfilling.

"Uncle-Master, what is the purpose of this 'Always Granting Requests' Temple?"

"What else can we do? These bastards have their eyes on our Taoist temple and want to buy it. Do you think I'm short of money?!"

Master Wuwei said calmly, "Little Mao, don't speak recklessly. The visitor is a guest, go open the door."

Mao Junjie immediately shut up and stood up sullenly.