Saint Ye felt that Lin Heng had just told him a Netherworld joke.
He had cleverly muddled up Western Ultimate Bliss with the Underworld's Ultimate Bliss.
Judging from the memories extracted from the Divine Soul, Hua Qi had indeed been captured and imprisoned inside a palm-sized vase.
Two days ago, three monks clad in black robes and carrying golden staffs had passed through this place. They told the two men that someone would come later, and Hua Qi had also left behind an aura here.
Everything matched up.
Though they did not know where Hua Qi was being taken, they had gleaned some clues about the Buddhist Incense Society from the memories.
The Buddhist Incense Society was a tightly stratified organization, with robe colors distinguishing rank.
Gray robes represented the lowest rank. Ordinary people who ate vegetarian food and recited Buddhist prayers were believers, while monks were also called believer monks.
They did not count as true practitioners of the Buddhist Path.
Red robes ranked a level higher and were known as wandering monks. They were generally people of standing from various factions who had undergone a baptism of faith and worked for the Buddhist Incense Society.
For example, that fat, big-eared man was an elder-level figure from the Medicine Sect of the Central Domain.
The gaunt old man was the head of a merchant clan from somewhere in the Central Domain.
One was a proper Dao Sect immortal cultivator, while the other was an immortal cultivator who made a living in the secular world.
Both were cultivators, yet neither was pure in their respective fields.
As for the black-robed monk in the old man's memories, his background was even greater. They were generally pure Buddhist cultivators, known as envoys of the Buddhist Path.
Their task was to spread the