The Gutan Sect Blessed Land.
Ren Ye and the other two lay hidden near the Teleportation Array, afraid to wander or act rashly. Although everyone here had gone out for the Daytime Treasure Hunt, none of them knew whether some other mystical ability or hidden mechanism could notify those outside.
"Hey, Little Prince Huai... can you use that Divine Baby's eyes to observe the surroundings?" Daoist Chu asked quietly.
"No."
Hidden beneath an ancient tree, Ren Ye shook his head slightly. "It's a yin soul creature, not a puppet. My Divine Sense can't possess it to look around."
"Don't rush. This Gutan Sect Blessed Land is enormous. Finding the Divine Temple won't be that easy. Let's wait patiently." Though Lü Ji was deep in a den of danger, he looked as relaxed as if he were back home. A blade of grass dangled from his mouth as he sat cross-legged beneath a tree, lazily fiddling with a child's little pinwheel.
At first glance, the fellow seemed thoroughly youthful, without a trace of guile, as innocent as a blank sheet of paper. But spend even a little time with him, and you would discover that the bastard peddled things too, selling you a feng shui package with absolutely no scientific basis before you even realized it.
Near the Rear Hall.
Wearing a little red bellyband with its bottom bare, the Divine Baby ran barefoot between the halls, occasionally surveying its surroundings.
Just as Lü Ji had said, the Gutan Sect Blessed Land was enormous. Seventy-two statues of Taoist gods alone had been built here, many bearing names it had never even heard of. Places for refining pills, practicing, storing books, and contemplating the Dao were just as numerous. It was easy to get lost among all the halls.
However, the