Little Lingyin Temple

After getting out of the car, they still had to climb more than a thousand steps. By the time they reached the little temple, over an hour had passed since they left Gong City.

"Damn, that's far."

But from the temple entrance, they could still make out a sliver of Gong City along the coast.

"This temple looks abandoned. There's dust everywhere."

Zhang Yang had no time to dwell on it. He went inside. There were only a few rooms: the largest housed several statues, while the rooms on either side served as a kitchen and dining room on one side and a bedroom on the other. Yet this tiny temple bore the grand name Little Lingyin Temple.

It was bare and simple, but certainly peaceful.

"This is the place. It's sitting empty, and we can use it after a little cleaning."

Zhang Yang was pleased. The building had not stood vacant for too long, so it was still in decent shape. Building anything on this mountaintop could not have been easy.

After looking around, they headed back.

Zhang Xin'ai was a good driver. She handled the winding mountain road with ease, giving Zhang Yang nothing to worry about.

The return trip was faster. They reached Gong City in just over an hour.

"Shall we go buy the medicinal herbs now?"

Zhang Xin'ai figured that, with a place to refine the pills secured, they could simply take the next step.

"No. First, we eat. I'm starving. Aren't you?"

It was already two in the afternoon, and they had not had lunch. After traveling so far and climbing the mountain, he was ravenous.

"Yeah."

At the mention of lunch, Zhang Xin'ai realized she was hungry too.

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