Wang Changsheng and the other three had little interest in the sparring matches between the younger generation, so they chatted among themselves.
"Daoist Wang, Madam Wang, I heard Forget Dust Monk died at your hands. Do you still have his Nascent Soul?"
Zhang Wuchen asked casually.
"Madam Mu of Myriad Flames Palace bore a deep-seated grudge against Forget Dust Monk. We already handed his Nascent Soul over to Madam Mu for disposal. She destroyed Forget Dust Monk's Nascent Soul before our very eyes."
"I heard Forget Dust Monk came from Ten Thousand Buddha Temple in the Western Desert. As a traitor of Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, he must have carried quite a few Buddhist cultivation arts on him. I am quite interested in Buddhist cultivation arts. Would Daoist Wang be willing to lend them to me for a look? If there are any cultivation manuals that interest me, I am willing to exchange something for them. I do not need the complete arts; merely seeing the methods of cultivation from their earlier portions will do."
Zhang Wuchen shifted the subject, looking eagerly at Wang Changsheng.
In order to repair her damaged Primordial Spirit, she had traveled through the Eastern Wasteland, the South Sea, and the Central Plains Cultivation World. She had indeed obtained several methods to restore a Primordial Spirit, but their requirements were too demanding for her to meet.
Buddhism flourished in the Western Desert. Buddhist cultivators did not concern themselves with worldly affairs and remained in the impoverished Western Desert, while other powers would not invade Buddhist territory. Thus, the Buddhist lineage had never been severed and had instead flourished greatly, with cultivation manuals beyond counting.
Forget Dust Monk had died at Wang Changsheng's hands, and Zhang Wuchen had set her sights on his belongings.
Zhang Wuchen was