Of course, compared to the physical pain, the emotional toll was the greatest. The son of the chief priest of the Temple of Life, a recognized child of destiny, a man respected even by the great priest families of the Lesser God Realm, was actually beaten to the ground and slapped hard in the face in front of a group of chief priests from lower-ranking temples. Such humiliation was more painful than killing him.
"Mu Hanyan, just wait for me, I will make you pay the price a hundred times, a thousand times!" Guan Qingyun covered his face and muttered to himself with gritted teeth.
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After only one night's rest, Chu Yang and his companions returned to their respective temples the next morning, accompanied by the 2,500 priests borrowed from the Flower Rain Temple. After all, the culprit had not yet been found. If the villages within their territory were massacred one by one like this, they would be unable to explain themselves to the Temple of Life or their people, so they dared not delay even a moment.
Mu Hanyan had originally planned to visit the Temple of Life soon, but she had just fallen out with Guan Qingyun the day before, so it was not a good idea to go too soon. Furthermore, Zhan Yuan had caused such a big commotion, and no one knew what he was planning. She was also a little worried about Huayu City.
In the following days, Mu Hanyan worked hard to cultivate and improve her cultivation while waiting for news from other temples.
With the help of priests borrowed from the Flower Rain Temple, each temple's strength increased significantly, and their territorial inspections became even more thorough, even leaving villages deep in the wilderness untouched. Furthermore, every day, the inspection results of each major temple would be transmitted to the other temple, ensuring mutual information and ensuring that no clues were missed.
This was all thanks to the teleportation array centered around the Flower Rain Temple. Thanks to this array, correspondence between the various temples was countless times faster than eagle-like communications, second only to communication talismans. Of course, each activation of the teleportation array cost a considerable amount of meteoric gold, but with a formidable enemy at hand, no one cared much more. Besides, no matter how much the losses were, they were still much more economical than using communication talismans.
Before they knew it, a month had passed. Although the major temples had exhausted all their efforts and searched every corner of their territory, they found no clues. However, fortunately, no more villages had been massacred.
This is normal. With the participation of more than 2,000 priests from the Flower Rain Temple and strict inspections in all major temples, even Zhan Yuan would not be able to find an opportunity to take action. With his current strength, small fights are indeed difficult to guard against, but he will not show up openly and become an enemy of the entire Continent of Gods.
After all, there are many soul priests in the main temple, and the twelve blessed priests are the strongest among the strong. Zhan Yuan has re-entered the cycle of reincarnation, and no matter how strong he is, his strength is limited. The magic dragon Bafeng has not been able to truly complete nirvana. It would be okay for him to massacre a few villages, but if he really faces the siege of a group of soul priests or even blessed priests, he will still die.
Chu Yanghe and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief and wrote to thank Mu Hanyan for her help. However, Mu Hanyan was not as relaxed as they were and immediately wrote back to warn them not to be careless. They didn't know who the attacker was, but Mu Hanyan had already guessed it was Zhan Yuan.
Although she didn't know what Zhan Yuan's intention was in slaughtering innocent people, Mu Hanyan knew that he would never give up easily. As long as Chu Yanghe and others were careless, a bloody storm would break out in the wasteland again.
While instructing Chu Yanghe, Mu Hanyan did not slack off and continued to practice diligently. However, the higher the level of cultivation, the slower the improvement. In a month, her strength had not improved significantly except for being more stable. However, the others had made considerable progress.
With sufficient training resources, An Xiaxin, Chen Yuhe, Sikong Qinglan, Ye Yian, and Wen Gaoren had all advanced to the Divine Heart Priest realm. Even the twenty or so priests who had stayed behind had mostly reached the tenth-order Divine Heart Priest realm. Many of the guards, such as Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming, had also awakened their priestly talents under the influence of the Ancient Tree of Life's spiritual power. Although their priestly rank wasn't high, coupled with their powerful martial arts, their combat abilities were no less capable than those of high-level Divine Heart Priests.
Logically speaking, after being promoted to Divine Heart Priest, An Xiaxin and the others were already qualified to go to the Temple of Life, but they had no interest at all. The Flower Rain Temple had a profound foundation, and its cultivation methods were not much inferior to those of the Temple of Life, and its cultivation resources were also comparable. Why would they go so far?
Besides An Xiaxin and the others, Gao Weihu and Long Wudang had made even faster progress. The former had already reached the fifth-order Divine Heart Priest realm, and the latter had reached the second-order. Although they were far from comparable to Mu Hanyan, one had to remember that just six months ago, they were still only Divine Heart Priests. Their true rapid progress had only occurred within the past month.
This is of course the credit of Taotie. Since he accepted Gao Weihu and Long Wudang as his disciples, Taotie has been more attentive to their training, working day and night to hammer them. It is precisely because of Taotie's selfless dedication without expecting anything in return that Gao Weihu and Long Wudang have achieved what they have today.
"They are so lucky to have met such a dedicated and responsible master." Mu Hanyan said leisurely while drinking tea.
"Yes, I am indeed lucky." Jiang Qiling smiled as she heard the screams like pigs being slaughtered coming from the inner hall.
God is my witness, the great witch Jiang thought that she had no habit of building her happiness on the suffering of others, but when she heard the screams of Gao Weihu and Long Wudang, why was she so happy?
"How about I tell Taotie to accept you as his disciple?" Mu Hanyan said kindly.
"You, just kill me." Jiang Qiling's face suddenly turned pale and she jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"This is good for you." Mu Hanyan looked at Jiang Qiling with the same eyes that Grandma Wolf looked at Little Red Riding Hood.
"You'd better kill me." Jiang Qiling was hanging in the air, hugging the beam, shaking her head like a rattle.
"You really don't want to?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"No."
"Okay, then I'll practice with you. Actual combat is the best shortcut to improve your cultivation." Mu Hanyan showed a weird smile at the corner of her mouth.
Soon, there was a crackling sound in the house, along with someone's helpless screams.
Finally, the muffled sound stopped. Jiang Qiling, with a bruised face, disheveled clothes and a large area of burnt hair, sat on the ground in a very ungraceful manner, as if she had just been severely abused by someone.
"Let's take a break first, we'll continue practicing later." Mu Hanyan drank a cup of tea and said cheerfully.
Although Miss Mu never admitted to having violent tendencies, she couldn't help but feel the urge to fight when she couldn't find anyone to fight. Besides Taotie, the only person in the entire Flower Rain Temple who was even remotely strong enough to fight her was Jiang Qiling.
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