Try Harder, Let Wenren Lingmeng Be the Empress

[Cultivation: Minor Accomplishment (About to break through)]

[Points: 279423]

With over two hundred thousand points, they had been accumulated one "clang" at a time. Now, Mu Zibai was a glorious Steel Gate Warrior.

Not long ago, Mu Zibai had his first interaction with Wenren Longhong, and the points gained were a terrifying thirty thousand. This was quite outrageous.

Interactions with Wenren Lingmeng and Wenren Qingyi only yielded ten thousand points, and with Wenren Lanzhang, their father, the initial interaction was only fifteen thousand.

Yet, the first interaction with Wenren Longhong yielded as much as thirty thousand.

"Could it be because Father doesn't hold an actual official position, only the title of Imperial Uncle?" Mu Zibai fell into thought.

Wenren Lanzhang was a merchant with no official position, while Wenren Longhong held a tangible military rank. So, was Wenren Longhong's initial interaction worth more than Wenren Lanzhang's?

But Wenren Lanzhang was an Imperial Uncle, a current Imperial Uncle! Wasn't that status highly revered?

During their interactions, each time with Wenren Longhong added sixty points.

It seemed that after the initial interaction, the continuous interaction points were two-thousandths of the initial interaction, sixty points each time! Truly enviable, but unfortunately, it wasn't that easy to interact with Wenren Longhong.

Mu Zibai suddenly thought of a question: if he wanted to increase the base interaction points with Wenren Longhong, how should he do it?

"Man adding man?" "Forcing a man?" "Brother Jie, don't!" Thinking of this made his scalp tingle.

Wenren Longhong, a military general, yielded thirty thousand points. What about the Empress? How many points would she give? One hundred thousand?

Mu Zibai looked at Wenren Lingmeng, who was lying on the bed, and stroked his chin. He pondered for a moment, "Why don't I work hard and make Wenren Lingmeng an Empress?"

The thought was beautiful, but it wouldn't be that easy.

"Son-in-law, are you ready? Let's go."

Xiao E entered and urged him.

"Alright, let's go."

The group disembarked from the immortal boat. Before them lay a beach scene. The sea breeze was gentle, and the air was fresh and refreshing.

It was a nice scenic spot, but Mu Zibai felt something was missing.

Wouldn't it be even better with two bikini-clad girls on the beach?

Two monks walked towards them, one young and one slightly older. The young monk seemed a bit shy around strangers, while the older monk had a clear complexion, though he looked a bit unwell and thin.

One could tell at a glance that these two monks were long-term vegetarians.

True vegetarian monks looked like this; they weren't like the fat, big-eared monks seen on television. These were real monks.

The older monk's dharma name was Qinghui, and the younger monk's was Qingran.

"Greetings, benefactors, and female Bodhisattvas. Please follow me."

Qinghui clasped his hands together, his gaze level and calm. He led the group onto the island.

"Thank you."

Everyone followed, walking behind Monk Qinghui. Wenren Longhong asked Qinghui for information.

Mu Zibai, however, looked at Monk Qingran and stepped forward, asking curiously, "Young monk, I have a question for you."

"Please ask, benefactor. Monks never speak falsehoods." Monk Qingran's eyes were clear, and he rarely looked up at Mu Zibai.

"I'm just curious, do you monks call any attractive girl a female Bodhisattva, and any unattractive one a female benefactor?" Mu Zibai asked curiously.

At this question, Monk Qingran froze, staring at Mu Zibai, unable to speak for a long time.

He didn't know how to answer the question.

Mu Zibai had been curious about this question for a long time.

"Hey, you guy, why are you asking such a thing?" Wenren Qingyi said. Who asks such a question directly to someone?

Mu Zibai pouted and didn't ask further.

They arrived at Tianling Temple.

"Master Lanyuan is in seclusion today, so we might have to wait a day or two. We'll stay here for the time being," Wenren Longhong said.

"Okay."

They randomly picked a room. Most of the rooms here were the same, with no significant differences.

For the next two days, Mu Zibai stayed by Wenren Lingmeng's side. Two days later, Master Lanyuan emerged from seclusion. They had heard that Master Lanyuan was a Dragon Wasteland Realm expert with superb medical skills; otherwise, they wouldn't have sought him out.

Wenren Longhong took Wenren Lingmeng to see the master, and Xiao E also accompanied Wenren Lingmeng. Wenren Qingyi explored Tianling Temple, and Mu Zibai, unusually, left Wenren Lingmeng's side.

The scenery around Tianling Temple was beautiful; it was a suitable place for a vacation and sightseeing.

Mu Zibai pondered for a moment. It seemed like a good place to break through. It was sparsely populated, so not many people would notice, right?

After wandering around with them for a while, Mu Zibai felt bored and left.

The main reason was that he felt uncomfortable without hearing the "clang" sound in his ears; it was as if life had lost its joy. However, he didn't know where they were for treatment now.

He intended to go back and take a nap, but then he got lost.

Tianling Temple didn't look large, but the buildings inside looked similar, all alike. There weren't many monks either. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find anyone to ask for directions.

At that moment, he heard a few roosters crowing, and Mu Zibai went toward the sound.

It turned out to be a place for raising poultry, but Mu Zibai was puzzled. Why would a temple keep chickens? Could it be that the monks here don't eat vegetarian?

However, seeing Qinghui and Qingran, the two monks, they didn't seem like monks who ate meat.

Upon closer inspection, he was shocked to find that most of the chickens in the yard were hens, with only one rooster. This was very strange.

Two or three dozen hens in the yard, and only one rooster? Could this rooster have something special about it?

He walked up to take a look but found nothing special about the rooster, except that it seemed abnormally listless.

This forced Mu Zibai to fall into deep thought.

"Hey! It's you, thief, stealing food!"

Just then, he heard a roar, and a monk jumped out, holding a wooden stick. He swung it at Mu Zibai's head.

Seeing the wooden stick coming at him, Mu Zibai froze for a moment and instinctively dodged.

With a dull thud, it hit the ground, creating a small, shallow pit. The stick sank quite a bit.

Mu Zibai was startled. That was close. If that blow had landed on him, he would have been bruised at the very least.

He stared at the thin monk before him. He must be a cultivator, and his strength wasn't bad.

"Calm down, I didn't do anything. You can ask your fellow disciples if you don't believe me."

Catching the monk's sweeping blow, his hand went numb. He gripped it tightly, but the monk couldn't do anything and had to give up.

He glanced at Mu Zibai. Seeing his attire, he looked like he came from a wealthy family and not like a thief. The monk let go.

He asked, "Who are you, and why are you here?"

After explaining his intentions, the monk let down his guard. He just sighed and said, "I thought I could catch that thief. Alas, I don't know when this will end."

Mu Zibai asked curiously, "What happened?"

The monk explained, "For the past few months, a thief has been stealing poultry. And they only eat the males. The male ducks and geese have all been stolen and eaten, leaving only this one rooster. So I guard here every day, but this thief is very cunning, and I can't catch them."

Mu Zibai: "!!!"

He found it bizarre. Only eating the males? What kind of preference is that? He had never heard of such a strange thing before.