The Encounter

Lu Yang had originally planned to hawk the Ask Dao Sect entrance exam answer key, but the other party already knew they were from the Ask Dao Sect. If they sold fake answers and the buyers came looking for them later, it would reflect badly on the sect.

After the four left, black-robed people kept coming to the two of them to buy aphrodisiac blood.

They probably felt embarrassed buying it in front of everyone in the side hall.

Meng Jingzhou was experiencing the joy of making money for the first time.

Just as Meng Jingzhou thought that no one else would buy any and they could finally pack up and head back, another black-robed person flew over. His steps were steady, and he held one hand upright before his chest as he asked politely, "Benefactors, do you have any aphrodisiac blood left?"

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

At least try to disguise yourself, monk.

You say you've broken the precept against lust. If the Buddha comes looking for trouble, does he blame you or me?

The polite monk continued, "Also, this humble monk has no spirit stones. Could I settle the bill by performing a religious service? Monastics do not tell lies. I am skilled at such services, whether for birthday celebrations, prolonging life, exorcisms, or funerals."

Meng Jingzhou thought it over. A birthday celebration required having a son; prolonging life required one's lifespan to be running out; an exorcism required evil spirits daring to come near him; and a funeral required him to be dead. It seemed none of those would be of any use to him.

Lu Yang's heart stirred, and he suddenly asked, "May I ask the eminent monk's dharma name?"

The polite monk answered readily, "This humble monk is Shi Chan."

"Daoist Shi Chan?"

Lu Yang and