Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Xie Lingyu walked quickly into the hall. At this moment, the hall was exceptionally lively.

A very large, extremely detailed painting of an old monk hung to the side. Wukong stood nearby, observing the painting while also watching Yuankong.

Yuankong was currently frozen in place by magical power. Several cultivators were taking out materials of unknown composition—some resembling mud, others resembling stone—and smearing them onto Yuankong’s face. The smell couldn’t exactly be described as bearable; in fact, it was quite unbearable.

Daoist Yuyang’s face was brimming with a broad smile.

Lin Luoyu stood in place, her expression showing a hint of pity.

Among so many people, Xie Lingyu’s eyes locked onto the person she wanted to find at the very first glance.

Chu Xingchen stood in front of Yuankong, holding a pill in his hand, his expression seeming to offer advice or persuasion.

But just the fact that he was holding a pill meant that, regardless of his expression, his words were definitely not persuasion, but a naked threat.

"Xingchen." Xie Lingyu let out a sigh of relief in her heart.

Hearing her voice, Chu Xingchen turned around. Seeing Xie Lingyu and Cui Hao, who was following beside her, the first thing he did was put the pill in his hand back into his spatial ring.

It was better not to let Lingyu see this scene.

Chu Xingchen smiled and asked, "You’re back?"

Xie Lingyu nodded gently. There were many people here. Originally, she had wanted to walk slowly and elegantly, but obviously, compared to reserve and elegance, she now wanted to be by Chu Xingchen’s side as soon as possible.

This operation of Chu Xingchen’s was still too risky for Xie Lingyu.

Although everyone said the Buddhist Sect wouldn’t make a move against Chu Xingchen and would have reservations, those were just predictions. No one could guarantee whether some unhinged Buddha wouldn’t just strike.

Whether Runan would choose mutual destruction over this matter was still unknown.

Xie Lingyu looked Chu Xingchen up and down for a moment and said,

"Hmm, are you alright?"

Chu Xingchen smiled and replied, "Lady Xie Lingyu, who asks such a question, is underestimating me a bit."

Xie Lingyu’s expression turned serious: "You always love doing things that make people worry."

"Does Lady Xie Lingyu prefer the quiet and peaceful me?"

Xie Lingyu’s voice softened considerably:

"I only like the safe and sound you."

Cui Hao obediently followed beside Xie Lingyu. At a time like this, of course, he had to yield the opportunity to speak to his master’s wife and then listen to these somewhat mushy words.

Hmm! So satisfying!

The witty remarks his master’s wife was saying now could also be used in the future when he teased his master.

In the future, who knows, Cui Hao might just get the chance to say it once—I only like the safe and sound master!

Wouldn’t his master be moved to tears on the spot?

The corners of Chu Xingchen’s mouth curved into a smile, and he lowered his head:

"Putting it that way, the same goes for me."

Xie Lingyu said crisply, "The only one who doesn’t let me rest easy is you."

Daoist Yuyang crossed his arms, watching the two whispering to each other. Everyone here was a cultivator; who couldn’t hear those words clearly? He glanced sideways at Lin Luoyu nearby, raising an eyebrow slightly to signal—Is your master always like this lately?

Lin Luoyu returned a slightly gentle smile.

"It’s better to speak intimate words in private." Daoist Yuyang pointed at Yuankong, whose expression was somewhat ferocious, and said, "This one seems a bit more important right now."

Xie Lingyu’s expression returned to calm. She took a slight step back, standing behind Chu Xingchen, and looked at Yuankong to ask:

"What happened to him?"

"Naturally, he has some resistance to the makeup. I told him to think about the pills; comparing the two, which one is harder to accept?"

Xie Lingyu looked at Yuankong, whose expression was ferocious, and said:

"It’s just makeup, how could it make him look so ferocious?"

"Because the formation might not truly and completely block the detection of a Tribulation Transcendence divine sense, we’re taking extra measures. At the very least, it shouldn’t be obvious at a single scan that it’s fake," Chu Xingchen answered. "Some of the materials are a bit irritating, but it’s guaranteed to be safe."

Xie Lingyu asked in confusion, "What kind of irritation?"

"Naturally, the smell isn’t very pleasant."

"Just that?"

"If we’re going to get into the details, the only problem is that the duration of this irritation lasts quite a while."

"How long?"

Chu Xingchen pondered for a moment and answered truthfully:

"If it’s short, it’ll be fine in a month."

Xie Lingyu asked again, "What if it’s long?"

"Half a year, then." Chu Xingchen spread his hands. "The Radiant Buddha is, after all, considered Yuankong’s enlightenment master. Saving his life isn’t too much to ask, right?"

Xie Lingyu was slightly speechless: "If it’s just the smell, his reaction shouldn’t be this big, right?"

Chu Xingchen could only answer truthfully again, "Because of the spell, we’ve isolated at least most of the smell. The rest of the smell can only be smelled by Yuankong. He doesn’t seem to be able to accept it very well."

"Moreover, the materials have a spiritual energy isolation effect, so trying to use spiritual power to block the smell is impossible."

"But I guarantee, I only just found out about this."

"But Runan might arrive as soon as he says he will. We don’t have much time left to prepare."

The cultivators responsible for applying makeup to Yuankong were all elite cultivators. After many comparisons and adjustments, their movements were still much faster.

In the midst of their conversation, they had pretty much finished working on Yuankong.

The cultivators in charge of the disguise finished their work and stepped aside.

At this moment, Yuankong’s face looked old and wrinkled. Fortunately, Yuankong’s figure was already somewhat thin. Although the materials made him look a bit fleshier, covering him with a robe hid it well enough.

As long as this face was similar enough, it would be fine.

Wukong stood opposite Yuankong, carefully examining him. After confirming that he wasn’t much different from the Radiant Buddha in his memory, he slowly nodded in confirmation.

Seeing this, Chu Xingchen raised his hand and dispelled the spell on Yuankong.

Yuankong’s figure landed on the ground, his expression quite troubled:

"This smell is quite on par with your pills."

Hearing this, Chu Xingchen straightforwardly handed over a pill:

"Why don’t you compare them carefully before saying that?"

Yuankong turned his head away, his tone quite indignant:

"Consider me wrong. Thinking carefully, your pills win even before they’re eaten."

Chu Xingchen retracted the pill with a look of regret—Yuankong’s words probably counted as a double loss.

"I’ve troubled you this time," Chu Xingchen said sincerely.

Yuankong slowly stood up: "Just write off half of the spirit stones I owe you."

"You’re still keeping track of the spirit stones you owe me?"

"As a monk, how can I owe others money?"

"I didn’t really ask you to pay it back."

Yuankong revealed a smile: "I know, but I always keep it in mind. Seeing you always makes me feel like I’m seeing my creditor; I don’t even dare to speak loudly to you."

Hearing this, Chu Xingchen was stunned. Looking at Yuankong’s smile while wearing the Radiant Buddha’s face:

"You really don’t look good smiling with that face."

Yuankong retracted his smile, his tone displeased:

"So what? It’s not really my face. I’m helping you, and you’re still complaining that I’m ugly?"

Chu Xingchen smiled and shook his head.

Yuankong had grown up, yet he could still see the Yuankong with the same temper as when he was a child.

With the makeup completed, although they had said orally that just standing there would be fine, there were still quite a few precautions to explain.

At the very least, he had to recognize everyone on the Buddhist Sect’s side.

After all, Yuankong had never been to the Great Thunder Temple and didn’t know who exactly sat on so many Buddha seats.

Chu Xingchen had also asked Yuankong. The Great Thunder Temple was, after all, a sacred land of the Buddhist Sect, and Runan was even an Honored Buddha.

How could this monk Yuankong trust him instead and go against Runan and the Great Thunder Temple?

Yuankong’s answer was—My senior brother once taught me that for anything, one must first look at the essence, then the behavior. For any matter, one must have their own thoughts first, rather than trusting what others say is right or wrong.

Chu Xingchen could only let it go—Yuanjing was indeed a good monk.

While Wukong was teaching Yuankong to recognize people, a message token flew over.

Chu Xingchen raised his hand to catch it. He probed it with his divine sense and slowly spoke under everyone’s gaze:

"Runan will arrive tomorrow."

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