Seeing the courtyard gate open, Mud Bodhisattva walked inside. "Mud Bodhisattva pays his respects to the Cult Leader."
Ren Yingying nodded slightly. "What is it?"
Mud Bodhisattva ordinarily never left his little courtyard. Unless the Holy Cult needed his divinations, he saw no one, spending his time studying the Thousand-Year Fire Turtle's shell or teaching the little girl named Xiaomin.
Today was strange: Mud Bodhisattva had actually sought her out. What had happened? Had something happened to Big Brother Lin?
Thinking of the prophecy he had just divined, Mud Bodhisattva still looked horrified.
He took a deep breath, struggling to stop his voice from shaking. "Cult Leader, this world has changed. Someone shattered the void but did not ascend to the upper realm, causing Heaven and Earth Essence to increase and the rules to loosen."
"During this period, those who have been stuck at bottlenecks for years will find it easier to break through, and the same moves will become more powerful."
"Moreover, the winds and clouds now gather around the Sun Moon Holy Cult, and the world's fortune is tilting toward it. The Holy Cult will flourish beyond measure."
Ren Yingying looked at Mud Bodhisattva. Great changes in the world, increasing essence, loosening bottlenecks-this meant a golden age of the Martial Dao was coming.
Then the child in her womb would have a much easier road ahead.
But the world's fortune did not need to tilt toward the Sun Moon Holy Cult. They would naturally seize it all themselves.
With Big Brother Lin around, the Sun Moon Holy Cult was the foremost Jianghu power under heaven.
Even if Big Brother Lin did not act, his disciples alone were not to be trifled with, not to mention all his formidable, exceptionally gifted friends.
"All right, I understand. Is there anything