On the summit of Ling Mountain, within a small temple capable of holding only one person, a long sigh echoed: “Fellow cultivators of the Taishang Dao, this matter has nothing to do with my Buddhist sect.” He then voluntarily released his golden lotus, allowing the Taiji diagram to examine his aura.,“I advise you, it's best to get rid of that thing as soon as possible. Prioritize your life!”,Miao Kong filled a bag to the brim with treasures and, looking at the young man's unconscious face, grinned wickedly: "You better come back alive... And, just in case..."。