After berating them, the Lotus Birth Temple Abbot abruptly changed the subject.
"It is already late at night. Come with me at once to seize those blood offerings and bring them to the Underground Palace for Sub-Master."
"I imagine my lord, the White Lotus Holy Infant, can no longer wait."
"Heh heh heh!"
"Among this batch of blood offerings who came to burn incense, the vast majority are martial artists. Their flesh and blood contain powerful vitality."
"Once my lord, the White Lotus Holy Infant, finishes this batch of blood offerings, it will not be far from breaking through to that realm."
"When this matter is over, we will all receive the elder's blessing!"
"Yes, Abbot!"
Upon hearing the White Lotus Holy Infant mentioned by the Lotus Birth Temple Abbot, everyone present had devout, worshipful looks in their eyes.
It seemed that the very meaning of their existence was to serve this White Lotus Holy Infant.
Though the conversation inside was deliberately kept low, Lu Xuan, standing outside the door, still heard it.
"White Lotus Holy Infant?"
"Sub-Master?"
Was there some connection between this White Lotus Holy Infant and the White Lotus Blood Infant?
After pondering for a moment, Lu Xuan fixed his eyes on the door before him, suddenly raised his right foot, and kicked forward with all his strength.
Boom!
The entire door instantly gave way under the force, flying off its hinges and crashing into the room.
Since he could not figure it out, he would just have to find someone to ask.
Lu Xuan believed that the people of the Pure World White Lotus Sect would not refuse his request.
"Ah!"
A miserable scream rang out. A middle-aged monk lay in the corner of the room, pinned beneath the door Lu Xuan had kicked in.
"Who