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Holding the two little treasures in his arms and coaxing them for a while, he finally got a piece of news from them.
Xuan Yin has awakened! He woke up last night. The two little treasures not only took care of themselves but also looked after the sick Xuan Yin, sharing with him in their childish way the events of recent days.
Hearing the commotion outside, Xuan Yin weakly moved to the door, leaning against the door frame for support. "Miss Sang, thank you." His tone was sincere, unlike the critical, hostile, and guarded demeanor he had when they first met.
"Thank you as well, Master Brother. Although you suffered because of him, he has also endured for you in the past. Don't blame him for this incident."
"How could I blame him? Ultimately, it was my own gullibility that led to this. I never imagined that my master, uh, Wisdom Supreme, would take action against me using Evil Arts."
"I thought Yuanhui only had some minor schemes and would prioritize Puzhao Temple above all else. Who would have thought he would be even more insane than Wisdom Supreme?"
"In just over ten years, Puzhao Temple has lost three Abbots. Now it is leaderless. Though I have my grievances against it, it is still the place where I grew up, so I can't help but worry about it."
"Miss Sang, do you know what has become of Puzhao Temple now?"
Sang Qingxiao replied that the highest-ranking monks were gone. They had elected a new Grand Abbot and two branch Abbots among themselves. Their cultivation levels were lacking, and it was likely that Puzhao Temple would not see another Empty Nirvana Abode for thirty years or even longer.
The Court sent reprimands, which they accepted. Since the day the imperial edict arrived, the temple had entered a mode of closure, reflecting on itself while accepting blessings and punishments.
Perhaps when the temple reopens, it will be a brand new Puzhao Temple.
"Closure? Yes. All three Abbots made a grave mistake; Puzhao Temple's reputation has plummeted. The Buddha Cultivation community treats it like any ordinary person—quick to elevate and quick to bring down."
"When Puzhao Temple was at its peak, it inadvertently offended many other temples. If they unite in retaliation, Puzhao Temple will be in danger. It might be better to sink into complete silence to preserve its incense offerings."
Xuan Yin suddenly coughed violently and began gasping for breath; he could hardly stand and was sliding down.
Sang Qingxiao called for Qi Shuo to help him back to bed and instructed him gently, "You need to focus on healing these days. Old Vine and Misha have put in considerable effort to save your life; you mustn't wear yourself out before they return."
Sang Qingxiao knew he still had concerns about Puzhao Temple and added, "There's no need to worry; recovering your strength is what matters most. The Buddha Cultivators won't act foolishly and openly take advantage of you since Puzhao Temple has a large base of Believers."
"With the prolonged closure of the temple, the Believers are dwindling. However, as long as you regain your strength, you can intimidate other temples and protect them."
"You owe your survival partly to that Lotus Seed Misha fed you back then. After more than ten years, you still haven't fully refined it. Instead of letting your mind wander while recuperating, it's better to meditate quietly and completely refine the Lotus Seed."
With Sang Qingxiao's reminder, Xuan Yin felt motivated again. Even during meals and sleep, his internal energy continued to circulate without pause for ten hours straight. His body visibly began to recover, and his overall spirit improved significantly.
As Sang Qingxiao comforted Xuan Yin and stepped out of his room, she saw the two little treasures surrounding Liu Cong, already calling him "Brother" repeatedly while showing interest in the mechanical toy in his hands.
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