At dawn, the rain gradually stopped.
The three had rested in the ruined temple for the night. After Zhang Yuan discussed matters with Xiao Yuanjun and Cui Yuanxi, they settled on returning to the Ya Kingdom first.
The Azure Firmament Dust-Dyed Realm had changed beyond recognition, and the old Geomantic Map was now completely inaccurate. Fortunately, Zhang Yuan had deep karmic ties with the Ya Kingdom. After tracing those ties through divination, he roughly pinpointed its location.
The location was not precise enough, though. Traveling through the Great Void could easily take them too far, so they could only fly there.
That was hardly a problem. The [Golden Carriage Luan Chariot] had a fast enough escape speed that even the longest journey would take only three days.
They walked out of the ruined temple and were about to take flight when a voice suddenly came from outside.
"Please wait, all of you."
The three looked toward the voice and saw a thin monk walking slowly toward them.
"What is it?" Zhang Yuan asked coolly, his brows drawing together.
The monk pointed at the ruined temple behind Zhang Yuan and said, "This humble monk went away on a wandering pilgrimage. While I was gone, you reduced my temple to this sorry state, and now you intend to simply walk away?"
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't spit blood and slander us, baldy. This temple was already in ruins. As for the roof, we can just pay you for it."
Cui Yuanxi took a gold ingot from her sleeve and tossed it to the monk as she spoke.
The temple was plainly old. How could it have fallen into such disrepair in a single day? At most, a single Divine Ability had blown a large hole in the roof when they arrived last night.