Zhang Qihua walked to the front of the arena and took out a magnificent golden throne from his spatial ring.

The throne was covered with soft animal hides, the fur of a white fox demon beast at the Golden Core stage.

With pure white fur without a single stray hair, Zhang Qihua lifted his robe and sat down boldly, opening the golden fan in his hand and waving it casually.

I'm eagerly waiting to see the miserable scene of Murong Yu being brutally beaten by Li Fei.

A smug, malicious smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head, clapped his hands, and laughed heartily.

The throne was very large, enough to accommodate four or five people.

Zhang Qihua stopped laughing and looked up at Zhang Qihua beside him.

With a hint of tenderness in his eyes, he said softly, "Little sister, come here and sit next to your brother."

"The show is about to start."

After he finished speaking, another burst of wild laughter erupted: "Hahahaha..."

With a sweet smile on her face, Zhang Qihua sat upright on the throne and said softly, "Thank you, brother."

They looked exceptionally well-behaved.

Looking at his obedient and sensible younger sister, Zhang Qihua felt even more annoyed by Murong Yu and the others' lack of gratitude.

The onlookers gasped and exclaimed in admiration as they watched Zhang Qihua take out the enormous, luxurious golden throne.

Zuixianlou

Not long after Murong Yu and his party left, Shuang Feiyan, along with Bu Hua and Bu Yin, left Zuixianlou.

Shuang Feiyan was still dressed in a pink robe, her face covered with a pink veil, mysterious and beautiful, making people afraid to look directly at her.

Even Manager Li, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, was stunned. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "As expected of the goddess of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, she truly has the appearance of an immortal..."

Just as Shuang Feiyan was about to step east, Bu Hua reminded her, "Goddess, Bu Yin and I searched the city last night and found no one who could make the Luck Stone emit purple light."

Upon hearing this, Shuang Feiyan paused and withdrew her steps from the eastward direction.

He said aloud, "Since there's nothing in the city, let's go outside the city today."

"Split up and find them before the secret realm opens."

The divination result was: "Yes."

Bu Yin: "Yes."

Wanfo School

When Wu Wang arrived at Hui Yi's cave, he saw that the cave's restrictions were open. Knowing that his master was waiting for him, he smiled and stepped inside.

Huiyi, who was meditating on a futon, sensed Wuwang the moment he stepped into the cave.

He slowly opened his eyes, a mysterious glint flashing within them before disappearing.

Huiyi looked up at Wuwang, who had just entered the cave, and said, "Not bad, not bad."

"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said."

Wu Wang clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully, and said, "Greetings, Master."

He paused, then added, "This time, when my soul entered the mortal world, I found the Buddha Lotus, but I also did not find the Buddha Lotus."

Huiyi clasped her hands together, raised her eyes and smiled slightly, saying, "I know, it's alright."

All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect believed that Wu Wang's seclusion was to experience the tribulations of the mortal world.

Only Master Huiyi, the sect leader, knew the true purpose of Wuwang's entry into the mortal world.

It is because a hundred years ago, Wuwang felt the Buddha Lotus appear in the world, so he entered the world to search for it.

Now that he has returned, although he has not obtained the Buddha Lotus, he has cultivated the perfect Bodhicitta, which will greatly benefit his future practice.

In that case, the trip was not in vain.

As for where the Buddha Lotus belongs, it has a spirit, and when the time is right, it will naturally return.

However, Huiyi did not intend to tell Wuwang these things.

Wu Wang saw that his master showed no disappointment and did not ask him to continue searching for the Buddha Lotus.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a sense of realization that it was indeed true.

The master and disciple chatted casually for a while longer before Wuwang took his leave.