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Chapter 865 - 865 865 This Problem is Poisonous

865: Chapter 865: This Problem is Poisonous 865: Chapter 865: This Problem is Poisonous “Master Pu Zhi, actually, your Gui Lai Temple, if you wanted to make it better, wouldn’t it be quite easy?

Even becoming a grand temple that countless elites flock to—it’s not impossible, right?”

Bai Xiaofan stared at Pu Zhi, pressing him again.

“Benefactor, do you see any difference between the tea water in the kettle and the tea water in the cup?”

In response to Bai Xiaofan’s question, Master Pu Zhi did not answer directly but instead pointed at the tea in Bai Xiaofan’s cup, speaking softly to him.

Any difference?

For a moment, the gazes of all three people were fixed on the cup before them.

There didn’t seem to be much of a difference.

“The water in the cup has a higher temperature than the water in the kettle!”

Murong Wan extended her small hand and stealthily touched the kettle.

Then, with confidence, she declared to Master Pu Zhi.

However, despite Murong Wan’s confident assertion, Master Pu Zhi merely smiled faintly and said nothing.

“Could the Master mean that the water in the kettle, once poured into the cup and consumed, signifies that your Gui Lai Temple, if it grows too big, will lose itself to the mundane world?”

Zhan Xing, being a seasoned man of life experiences, couldn’t help but think deeply about Master Pu Zhi’s seemingly simple words.

Hearing Zhan Xing’s interpretation, Murong Wan looked utterly baffled.

This…

This can be understood like that?

Yet Master Pu Zhi still shook his head with a faint smile.

Clearly, Zhan Xing’s analysis was incorrect as well.

Seeing Zhan Xing meticulously analyze things and end up wrong, Murong Wan couldn’t help but giggle softly.

Zhan Xing turned bright red with embarrassment.

Awkward!

Really, it was too awkward!

Fortunately, over these past days, Murong Wan and Zhan Xueru had gotten along well, so Zhan Xing knew Murong Wan was just a simple-hearted girl.

Faced with Murong Wan’s giggles, he could only awkwardly chuckle along.

“Thank you for enlightening us, Master!”

Suddenly, at this moment, Bai Xiaofan stood up and gave Master Pu Zhi a deep bow, with an attitude noticeably more respectful than before.

“Benefactor, you too share a bond with Buddhism.

Thanks would be unnecessary; I simply noticed some confusion in your heart,”

Master Pu Zhi replied with a faint smile upon hearing Bai Xiaofan’s words, showing no concern for Bai Xiaofan’s gratitude.

“But, Master, this road seems very short—how do we move forward afterward?”

After sitting down again, Bai Xiaofan looked at Master Pu Zhi with renewed curiosity.

“Benefactor, look at this tree!”

Master Pu Zhi gestured again, directing Bai Xiaofan’s gaze toward a towering tree not far away.

It was a tree whose leaves had already fallen halfway, seemingly requiring three to five people to surround it entirely.

A breeze stirred, and one or two fallen leaves floated gently from the branches.

Not long after, several more leaves fell together.

Even though the wind had stopped…

Gazing at the tree, both Murong Wan and Zhan Xing felt dazed, unable to grasp the meaning.

Moreover, for the two of them, the earlier question about the difference between the tea in the cup and the kettle remained an enigma—entirely befuddling.

Time slipped away, stretching on as if a century had passed.

Bai Xiaofan remained fixated on the tree.

Master Pu Zhi said nothing, and Murong Wan and Zhan Xing dared not speak carelessly, fearing they might interrupt Bai Xiaofan.

Long after, three or so more leaves floated lazily down from the branches.

Suddenly, a glimmer of understanding surfaced in Bai Xiaofan’s mind.

“Thank you for your guidance, Master!”

Bai Xiaofan returned to his senses, giving Master Pu Zhi another respectful bow.

This was the second time today that Bai Xiaofan had bowed so earnestly to Master Pu Zhi.

Afterward, Bai Xiaofan chatted more with Master Pu Zhi.

Though the conversation was casual, it still left Murong Wan listening, utterly confused.

A while later, Bai Xiaofan stood and bid farewell to Master Pu Zhi, leaving first with Murong Wan.

According to Master Pu Zhi’s words, Zhan Xueru should have already reached the space where cultivation was taking place.

Zhan Xing chose to remain behind, waiting to go down the mountain with Zhan Xueru.

Bai Xiaofan had promised Murong Wan that after finding Zhan Xueru at the cultivation location, he would take her to explore Hao Ran Peak.

After all, with Zhan Xing protecting Zhan Xueru, even if the rather unreliable cultivator at the site didn’t leave with them, there was no danger at all.

Especially since a Nascent Soul-level early-stage cultivator was not easily provoked.

Moreover, Zhan Xing’s attacks—even a regular mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn’t dare recklessly try to resist them.

“Hey, brother-in-law!

What was the meaning of everything you talked about earlier with Master Pu Zhi inside the monastery?

I felt like I was completely in the dark!”

On the way down the mountain, Murong Wan clung to Bai Xiaofan’s arm, bombarding him with endless questions as though she had ten thousand curiosities.

“If I explain, you wouldn’t understand.

Let’s focus instead on figuring out whether you’ll carry me up Hao Ran Peak or hold me on your back,”

Bai Xiaofan waved dismissively with a mischievous grin, playfully pinching Murong Wan’s tiny nose.

“Hmph, that question is toxic.

I refuse to answer.

But before we go down the mountain, we need to buy a camera.

I heard the scenery atop Hao Ran Peak is breathtaking; I want to take lots of photos to show my sister when we’re back home—to make her jealous!”

Murong Wan pouted and swatted Bai Xiaofan’s hand away, a radiant smile spreading across her face.

As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easy, coming down is hard!

Though Murong Wan had spent much of the climb clinging to Bai Xiaofan, by the time they descended a third of the way, she started feeling exhausted once more.

This time, however, Bai Xiaofan did not carry her but instead held her hand, continuing down the mountain.

“Brother-in-law, I’m going to complain to my sister!

You don’t care about me at all.

Look, my feet are swollen!”

Finally, reaching the halfway point, Bai Xiaofan pulled Murong Wan to sit down and take a break.

Murong Wan raised her foot with a pitiful look, her teary eyes glimmering.

“Silly girl, weren’t you the one insisting on coming?

If you want to climb mountains, you need to be prepared for some fatigue!”

Bai Xiaofan affectionately pinched Murong Wan’s cheek, then gently removed her delicate foot from her sneaker.

“Whoa, such a strong smell!”

Bai Xiaofan exaggeratedly pinched his nose, pretending to be disgusted as he looked at Murong Wan.

“That’s nonsense!

My feet don’t smell at all—you’re damaging my reputation!”

Murong Wan turned red with indignation and threw herself into Bai Xiaofan’s arms, hammering him playfully with her small fists.