Palms Pressed Together Were Not Compassion (Chapters 58 and 59 Were Posted Incorrectly Just Now and Have Been Corrected)

When the two entered the temple.

Besides Master Xuanku, there was also a man in a blue robe standing in the temple. He had a thin face, graying temples, and a gentle demeanor, yet he possessed a profound and weathered air.

Master Xuanku said righteously, "I have heard about the dire situation in the Northern Dark Sea, but unfortunately I am unable to leave my post. Otherwise, I would certainly do my utmost to help. Here's what we'll do: if Benefactor Lu needs anything, just tell me. As long as I have it, I will absolutely not refuse."

The man in the blue robe said sincerely, "That's wonderful. On this journey, I happened to meet Master Xuanzang. After hearing my account of the battle situation in the Northern Dark Sea, he asked me to come here and persuade you to go to the Northern Dark Continent, saying that only the [Arhat Sarira] in your possession can stabilize the Cosmic Heaven Grand Array and keep the enemy outside the Northern Sea defense line!"

Dingguang nudged his master with his elbow and whispered, "Master, it seems we really do have this."

The old monk coughed. "But then again..."

Lu Huaiqing's smile deepened. He clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and said sincerely:

"I beseech the Master to have pity on the suffering of the people in my Northern Frontier and to become a living Buddha for all."

Xuanku sighed, looked outside the temple, and murmured:

"The Venerable One said that putting your hands together in prayer is not out of compassion, but to ask for a favor. He was absolutely right."

Immediately, the old monk looked at Lu Huaiqing in front of him, his gaze profound, and said:

"Lu Huaiqing, let me ask you this: is the only person you wish to invite this old monk back to this place?"

"The more the better," Lu Huaiqing said calmly.

"The more the merrier!" Xuanku laughed, seemingly annoyed. "Lu Huaiqing, Northern Dark Continent Northern Dark Continent truly blessed to have you!"

"In that case, this old monk will also ask you a question—"

"This time, you first killed the general of the Great Yan garrison on the battlefield, and then forced various families to follow you to fight to the death in the Northern Sea. In the end, each family suffered heavy casualties. After the war in the Northern Dark Sea is completely over, how many of the Great Yan and Aristocratic Clan major clans do you think will settle scores with you?"

How will future historians record your story?

"Success doesn't necessarily require my involvement," Lu Huaiqing said casually. "Besides, by then, I'll be dead anyway, so why would I care about my posthumous reputation?"

Xuanku clicked his tongue repeatedly, "What a fine example of someone who has the world's greater interests at heart and doesn't need me to achieve success!"

He looked at Yu Tunzhou and smiled:

"Young friend Yu, did you understand the question I just asked? What would you have done in that situation?"

Yu Tunzhou roughly understood what the two were discussing. He wouldn't say he scoffed at the man in blue's viewpoint, after all, he felt that the world would be better off with more men like him.

But to ask oneself to be a man in a blue robe would be rather difficult.

So he said earnestly, "I will not be involved in failure, but I will definitely be the one to succeed."

The old monk, with a sense of satisfaction, said, "Excellent, excellent."

No wonder he could say "invincible under heaven"—that's Yu Xiaoyou.

With such State of Mind and such talent, how could he not ascend to the Great Dao in the future?

He pointed at Lu Huaiqing and said with a smile, "Young friend Yu, do you know this person?"

Yu Tunzhou naturally shook his head.

Xuanku laughed loudly, "This is your senior, the cowherd who wreaked havoc on Luofu Grotto-Heaven ninety years ago. He should be called Lu Huaiqing now."

Yu Tunzhou was startled. He looked at the man in blue again, his expression completely different now, showing not only scrutiny but also wariness.

Is this the cowherd who mistakenly entered Luofu Grotto-Heaven before me, ultimately blocking the path for future generations?!

Lu Huaiqing smiled slightly, "Yu Tunzhou, we've finally met."

Yu Tunzhou looked grave.

Where does the word "finally" come from?

"I first heard of your name from others about two years ago," Lu Huaiqing said meaningfully. "You probably don't know, but many Aristocratic Clan and sects outside have set up betting odds on how long you can survive in Luofu Grotto-Heaven."

Yu Tunzhou squinted, amusing himself?

I also asked someone to place a bet on you.

Lu Huaiqing smiled and took out a voucher from his sleeve, handing it to Yu Tunzhou.

"I bet you'll not only survive and leave this town, but you'll also become Immortal Seed."

"Now, this voucher is for you. Once you leave the cave, you can go to the Danyang Qian Household to cash it in."

Yu Tunzhou subconsciously took the voucher and stared blankly at his hand.

Looking at the stunned Yu Tunzhou in front of him, Lu Huaiqing suddenly burst into laughter, and Master Xuanku also chuckled in disbelief.

They all felt that one day, when Yu Tunzhou stood before those people, produced this betting voucher, and demanded payment, their expressions would be quite interesting.

Just thinking about it makes me want to laugh.

Yu Tunzhou gripped the certificate tightly, his eyes gleaming.

Leaving the cave is no longer a difficult task.

The only thing left is to become Immortal Seed!

Xuanku suddenly spoke:

"Young friend Yu, not long ago, your act of absorbing all the Martial Fortune was considered cheating by the townspeople, who planned to send you out of town safely. Do you wish to use this opportunity to leave? If so, you may accompany this old monk."

Should we travel with this master?

Beside him, Dingguang's eyes lit up as he tugged at his senior's sleeve.

But Yu Tunzhou shook his head; he didn't want to become a monk.

More importantly--

"Back then, I wanted to leave, but they wouldn't let me, insisting that entering the grotto was a dead end. Now that they want me to leave again, I don't want to leave anymore."

Lu Huaiqing understood; Yu Tunzhou's attitude confirmed some of his suspicions.

The boy, who had held his anger in for three years, was very vengeful.

Xuanku remained expressionless and smiled, "Then you should thank Lu Huaiqing. Under his influence, all fourteen families from the Northern Dark Sea abstained from voting."

Yu Tunzhou was stunned. The fourteen families of the Northern Dark Sea... that was already more than a third of the total. Only when two-thirds of the Aristocratic Clan were represented could the matter be accomplished.

This made his gaze towards Lu Huaiqing somewhat complicated.

This person first gave him a betting agreement as a gift, and then helped him resolve his biggest worry; he certainly wouldn't do this without asking for something in return.

He looked at Master Xuanku: "Master, if I choose to leave the grotto and travel with you, where do you plan to take me afterward?"

Dingguang lit up with surprise. Was his senior brother finally going to be accepted into the sect by their master and become his junior brother?

Xuanku smiled knowingly, "This old monk will take you back to the Vajra Chan Temple and personally ordain you."

Yu Tunzhou barely resists the urge to lean back tactically.

Lu Huaiqing inwardly praised him. Yu Tunzhou's question was not a genuine intention to leave with Master Xuanku to become a monk, but rather a way of telling him that he, Yu Tunzhou, was not without options.

The earlier statement, "I will not be involved in failure, but I will definitely be the one to succeed," had already given him some pleasant surprise.

The boy's tendency to seize control in everything was something he hadn't anticipated.

"Like Yu Tunzhou," Lu Huaiqing said, "I need your help with something."

The Yu Tunzhou, puzzled. What could it be?

This person first did me a huge favor, and then spoke to me so kindly...

That matter is probably quite significant.

This gave Yu Tunzhou some trouble.

The next moment.

The man in the blue robe extended his right hand from his sleeve.

That hand had distinct knuckles, like a rugged piece of bluestone, yet it possessed the spirit to pacify mountains and rivers.

As he slowly clenched his fist, his aura surged, filled with overwhelming anger, resentment, indignation, and a myriad of unwillingnesses...

Full of enthusiasm and spirit.

All of this was transformed into the intent within the fist at that moment.

This moment.

He was not the garrison commander of the Northern Dark Continent as people perceived him to be.

It was Lu Huaiqing, the purest martial artist from ninety years ago.

He held out his fist to Yu Tunzhou and said calmly:

"I want to ask you to learn martial arts from me."

You don't need to call me teacher.

"But you must challenge someone for me."

Yu Tunzhou stared intently at the fist extended by the person in front of him, his breathing suddenly becoming heavy.

He didn't know who Lu Huaiqing was talking about, but in the latter's fist, he saw a magnificent view he had never seen before.

Just looking at this magnificent scenery, something within him stirred, as if it wanted to clash with it, to use it as a whetstone to sharpen itself...