Unveiling (Part 1)

Shan Province is not the only major city in Wushan Prefecture.

In the corresponding location, which resembles another Supreme Ultimate eye, there is also a Canghai City.

Canghai City is one of the top five cities in Shan Province. Wushan Prefecture is known for its sculpture, while Canghai City is mainly known for weaving.

At this moment, on the Official Road leading to Canghai City, First Squad people and horses mingled among the carriages and horses, slowly approaching the city.

"That's where Kongming Temple is." Jueying with a soft smile, handing Zhang Rongfang a peeled pear.

"Hmm, who is the Abbot Kongming Temple?" Zhang Rongfang took the food, rinsed it with water, and began to eat it slowly.

He sat in the carriage, with a variety of fresh dishes laid out on the table beside him.

There were various novels Zaju books piled up on the floor beside him to pass the time.

Many monks from the Western Sect stood guard outside the carriage, some driving the carriage and others clearing the way.

"It is Zen Master Hui Yong," Jueying quickly replied.

"Well, what can he decide?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"This... can decide the affairs of the entire Shan Province. In reality, the focus of the higher authorities has always been on the most important provinces. As for us, peripheral provinces, I don't mean in terms of territory, but rather in terms of population, experts, and money."

In places like these, they usually just send down a few people with connections to hold the fort. Jueying revealed his boss's background in one breath.

Zhang Rongfang was considered a "connected person," narrowed his eyes slightly. Since Hui Yong could decide on the affairs of a province, then no matter how capable he was, he must be a top figure in the circle with a very strong background.

After all, the entire Great Ling only has twelve provinces.

He had witnessed firsthand the chaos of the bureaucratic system in Great Ling.

Official positions were simply the domain of powerful and wealthy Noble.

The recommendation system and the hereditary system completely split society into two parts.

But what does all this have to do with him?

Zhang Rongfang put aside his thoughts and looked out through the lifted carriage curtain at the approaching Canghai City.

The city has a rich historical atmosphere from afar, with old pavilions and towers everywhere. On the remaining city walls that have not been completely demolished, all kinds of advertisements from within the city are posted.

The advertisements are filled with pictures of food, drinks, and entertainment, making it seem even more prosperous than Wu Mountain.

As Zhang Rongfang passed by the city gate entrance, he glanced around and noticed that various entertainment venues, restaurants, and guild halls made up the majority of the buildings.

"Sea Dragon, this used to be where the women who were left over from the selection of the Sea Dragon were piled up. But we didn't make things difficult for them!" Jueying quickly added.

"Zen Master Hui Yong is one of the very few kind-hearted people who came from True Buddha Temple. He came from an extraordinary background, but because he could not stand the atmosphere of the Head Temple, he requested to be exiled on his own, which is why he came here," Jueying explained.

Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang, who had initially been indifferent to the trip, suddenly became slightly interested.

He knew very well what True Buddha Temple was, and that he was a good person who could come out of there.

They are either extremely wicked and adept at disguise.

They are either naive and ridiculous, or they are oppressed.

We'll have to see what kind of person they really are when the time comes.

Along the way, Jueying explained the fates of those Ming Consort who failed the selection process.

Many of them, who had nowhere else to go, were brought here by Hui Yong under various pretexts to join various music halls and guilds that offered entertainment but not sex, in order to earn a living.

Many women still wear masks to avoid being unable to shed their identities and return to normal life after finding their relatives in the future.

This unique development model, over time, has actually made the area famous throughout the province due to the abundance of beautiful women, and has even elevated its social standing.

Many prospective Ming Consort had no home ended up staying here for a long time, enjoying a life of luxury, and were unwilling to go back.

Over time, Hui Yong became a notorious villain in the city.

Everywhere you go, people are saying he forcibly abducted women and forced them to earn money and build connections for him.

But only those close Jueying him, like Jueying, truly knew that Hui Yong was not actually a bad person.

Hearing this, Zhang Rongfang became even more interested in this person.

Kongming Temple is located on the east side of Canghai City, near the city wall.

The surrounding area was filled with the clanging and banging of blacksmith shops.

When Zhang Rongfang and his group arrived, there were already people waiting in front of the temple gate.

In front of the white gate, two Buddhist School Arhats in different postures stand on either side.

Between the two Arhats, each three meters tall, stood a gaunt old monk in a red robe and a black tall hat, quietly waiting with his entourage.

The old monk appeared quite calm, seemingly without the slightest fear of the approaching guest.

The carriage slowly came to a stop, and the door slid open.

Jueying and the other two jumped off the carriage first, then quickly turned around to lift the curtain for the people behind them, with humble and respectful smiles on their faces.

Soon, a burly man, about 2.5 meters tall, dressed in a single black shirt, slowly walked out.

The man had long hair cascading over his shoulders, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light, clearly displaying exceptional Essence, Qi, and Spirit. It was Zhang Rongfang.

"Kongming Temple? Hui Yong?" Zhang Rongfang's gaze fell on the old monk.

"Lord Zhang Ying, please come in." Hui Yong seemed genuinely unafraid of Zhang Rongfang at this moment.

Jueying, he should have seen Zhang Rongfang's previous information.

But at this moment.

"Interesting." Zhang Rongfang hoped for a peaceful and stable Shan Province.

This is where his Elder Sister and Brother-in-law live. After reading his sister's letters, he knows that she is now pregnant.

For the sake of his future nephew, he should also ensure the safety of the surrounding environment.

"Please come in, benefactor."

Hui Yong, along with Zhang Rongfang, turned and entered the temple gate alone.

The Kongming Temple has no fancy decorations inside; it's just ordinary white bricks, walls, and wooden doors and pillars with some peeling paint.

And the Tathagata statue in the temple, high above, overlooking all living beings.

The two arrived at a side hall, where a strange Buddha with three pairs of arms and four eyes was enshrined, Zhang Rongfang did not recognize.

Hui Yong offered no explanation.

He sat down cross-legged and had a wooden table, tea set, and cups brought to him.

The delicate, pale green tea was gently poured into two wooden cups, releasing a rich aroma.

"You can say whatever you want to say now, but you'd better hurry, I don't know how much patience I have left."

Zhang Rongfang picked up the scalding hot tea, blew on it slowly, and drank it.

"Daozi is indeed impatient." Hui Yong smiled. "This humble monk knows the purpose of Daozi's trip and understands what Daozi wants to ask."

He paused.

"In fact, there are many factions within my Western Sect. Due to rapid expansion, there are many independent factions. Therefore, no matter what the reason was or who had a grudge against Daozi, it has nothing to do with this old monk."

"I understand, you're planning to reconcile with me, right?" Zhang Rongfang said, narrowing his eyes.

"Daozi, you know the answer already. This old monk hopes that Shan Province can become a secluded place, but the pressure has been increasing lately. And the greatest pressure comes from the fact that the former Sea Dragon King Kong Wu's Lineage."

"And now," Hui Yong smiled, somewhat relieved.

"I can promise not to touch you, but you need to tell me why. Also, where did the information about my whereabouts come from?" Zhang Rongfang replied.

"That's certainly possible." Hui Yong nodded. "Not only that, but if there's any trouble at the Head Temple, I can also inform Daozi immediately in exchange."

He understood perfectly well that True Buddha Temple was True Buddha Temple, and he was himself.

The Kong Wu's Lineage and his own sect are inherently at odds. Why should he offend a powerful Daoist Daozi of the Great Dao Sect for the sake of the other party?

Hui Yong is a good talker.

He controlled the largest intelligence network in the entire Shan Province, surpassing even the Golden Wing Tower of yesteryear.

The Golden Wing Tower back then was severely corrupt, far less virtuous than the one here.

"Now that the Three Sects are at odds, I can do my best to divert attention from the matter of Kong Chi to other places. Not many people knew about Kong Chi before, so the news didn't spread," Hui Yong replied.

"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded in agreement. He was still very weak, and unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to keep fighting with the Western Sect.

It would be best if someone could help ease the situation.

The two immediately discussed in detail the specific cooperation details regarding Shan Province.

Hui Yong agreed to help Zhang Rongfang inform him and settle things in Shan Province, etc.

Zhang Rongfang, on the other hand, agreed to lend a helping hand when necessary, becoming one of Hui Yong's mysterious hidden strengths.

The two had a pleasant conversation inside the temple. Afterwards, Zhang Rongfang was taken by Hui Yong to visit the construction and management of the guild hall in the city.

He was surprised to find that most of the women in the guild halls here were Western women.

Because these Western women, once captured, found it difficult to return home, they had no choice but to find a place to stay and survive in Great Ling.

Unfortunately, they couldn't speak the language and could only do very few jobs. In addition, Great Ling had extremely strict regulations on many industries.

It's not something you can do just because you have the ability.

Hui Yong's actions did indeed give these Western women a way to make a living.

After a brief discussion, Zhang Rongfang, escorted by several skilled fighters from the Western Sect, headed to Wushan Prefecture.

This time, there were no obstacles in front of us.

*** Wushan Prefecture.

The Mu Chi Family.

Zhang Rongfang slowly stepped down from the carriage, looking up at his Elder Sister and Brother-in-law's Mansion, which was now completely unrecognizable.

The entire Mansion was more than a size larger than when he left.

Looking around, the walls, dozens of meters long, extend to the street corner on both sides, encompassing almost half the street.

Two gatekeepers were leaning against the stone railing, chatting quietly.

Seeing him get out of the car, everyone immediately turned their attention to him.

Upon seeing Zhang Rongfang's tall stature, the two men immediately became serious.

They had seen plenty of martial artists and knew that only martial artists could have such a physique.

Zhang Rongfang touched his face, which had been restored to its original state by muscle replacement, and immediately stepped forward, walking up the steps, about to speak.

Suddenly.

"Young Master Rongfang!?"

The servant on the right recognized him immediately, and hesitated, unable to believe it.

"You recognize me?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the other person and smiled.

"It really is Young Master Rongfang!?" The servant was overjoyed.

"Go and inform my Elder Sister and Brother-in-law that I'm back." Zhang Rongfang looked at the plaque of the Mansion in front of him, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Yes! Yes!" The servant quickly pushed open the door and rushed inside.

Zhang Rongfang did not enter the room, but stood quietly on the steps waiting.

Before long, he heard hurried footsteps approaching rapidly.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure rushed out, stood still, and stared straight at him.

"You still know to come back!?" Tears welled up in Zhang Rongyu's eyes. Although she had known about the letter beforehand and knew her brother was coming back.

But when she actually met True Person, she couldn't suppress the surge of emotions within her.