At his words, Jiang Yuechu was taken aback.
"Are there Buddhist Sects in other parts of the Eastern Territory too?"
"Of course."
Wang Ziyu started walking again, his voice tinged with emotion.
"The Eastern Territory is vast and rich in resources. Its borders stretch far beyond what you or I can imagine."
"There's a power called the Great Treasure Temple. Its abbot has long since cultivated the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body, impervious to all magic. Even orthodox cultivators at the peak of the Tower-Ascending Realm wouldn't dare make an enemy of him lightly."
Jiang Yuechu silently committed the name to memory.
If Great Tang truly took the Incense Path in the future... perhaps they could visit that place and have a good exchange.
Seeing her calm expression, Wang Ziyu had no idea what the ill-fated woman was plotting now.
He could only continue. "And the Incense Path isn't the only one."
"Besides orthodox cultivators like us, there are many other unorthodox lineages. It's only because your corner of the world is so isolated that you find them strange."
Jiang Yuechu didn't argue.
Like a frog in a well, it was easy to have a narrow perspective.
Still...
The mention of the Eastern Territory stirred some curiosity in her.
Of course...
If she could happen upon some unexpected gains...
She was sure that would be a most delightful feeling.
"I've gotten off track."
Wang Ziyu abruptly came back to himself. As he watched the murderous light in the girl's eyes grow brighter, a chill ran down his spine.
He had a feeling this woman was thinking something unwholesome.
"There's one more crucial point. When ordinary people worship a god, they have to know who they're worshipping. The Buddhist Sect follows the Incense Path and worships Buddhas and Arhats, but what Great Tang