"Then let's go."
Qin Jiuge's gaze hardened, but as he moved, he grabbed Li Xuanmiao and dragged him along, clearly intending to use him as a hostage.
"Qin, why are you dragging me along? I can neither carry on my shoulders nor lift with my hands; I'm utterly powerless, unable even to truss a chicken. I won't be of any help. If Brother Xu and the others came along, that would be truly useful."
Li Xuanmiao hurriedly defended himself.
"Heh."
Qin Jiuge merely sneered. "Who told you, Brother Li, to have such a good master, and ties to the Sky Profound Four Elders? Thinking about it, if we truly cannot obtain what we seek in the end, there will surely be other ways.
In any case, we must make more preparations."
That sneer left Li Xuanmiao utterly speechless.
When he tried to decline again, Qin Jiuge brought up what had happened in Sky Profound City and shut Li Xuanmiao down completely. He could not utter a single word, and could only pinch his nose and unwillingly accompany him to Myriad Buddha Province.
Sound of Dharma Temple in Myriad Buddha Province was flourishing with incense offerings.
The Demon Subduing Great Array of the Demon Suppression Tower remained as stable as ever. Abbot Miaokong, who had previously gone out, Zhishan Young Monk's master, and many other eminent monks had also completed their tasks and returned.
Thus, Sound of Dharma Temple had thrown open its doors. The devotees, with days' worth of gratitude amassed in their hearts, came one after another to donate incense offerings. At a glance, the place was a surging sea of people, an endless stream, prosperous beyond measure.
Even the most thriving White Horse Temple in the other provinces would likely have fallen far short in comparison.
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