"Hm? That temple wasn't there before."
A flicker of doubt passed through Gu Qingzhi's eyes, and her expression gradually turned solemn.
She could be one hundred percent certain that this temple had not been here before.
Yet now, it seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
A temple had silently emerged right beneath their noses?
There had to be something strange about it.
For a moment, she could not help looking toward Ye Lin.
The man before her felt far too mysterious. Without realizing it, she had begun to feel a trace of reliance on him.
First, she needed to see what this fellow intended to do.
"Let's go take a look."
Ye Lin was also uncertain at the sight of the suddenly appearing temple, but he had no clue what was going on.
For now, all they could do was go over and investigate.
With that, Ye Lin clasped his hands behind his back and headed forward, with Gu Qingzhi following closely behind him.
A moment later, the two arrived before the temple.
Before them stood a wall, its surface uneven and mottled, with even the plaster nearly peeled away. At a glance, it was clear that it had weathered countless storms.
Neither of them paid it any mind, however, and simply stepped into the temple.
"Welcome to Mystic Void Temple, honored benefactors. Might I ask whether you have come to seek affinity or to seek aid?"
The moment they entered the temple, two young novice monks approached them.
With their palms pressed together, the two novices bowed to Ye Lin and Gu Qingzhi as they spoke softly.
A dense, powerful aura of Buddhist cultivation coiled around the novice monks, profound beyond measure.
Ordinary people who saw this would surely address them respectfully as masters.
Yet Ye Lin merely