"Mo... when we carry out the mission later, you just hide behind me. If we encounter any trouble, I'll definitely keep you safe," Gan Jianhua promised Mo Lin, patting his chest.

Since he owed Mo Lin a favor, he had to show some appreciation. He wasn't someone to forget a debt.

Gan Jianhua understood the ways of the world.

Fang Chang stared at Gan Jianhua with disdain.

This guy really had no shame.

In order to get the position of Captain, he had no regard for dignity.

Of course, Fang Chang was only venting his dissatisfaction in his heart.

After all, Gan Jianhua was already the Captain now.

No matter how dissatisfied, there was nothing he could do.

"Where is Jiang Yun?" Gan Jianhua asked the Chief Captain a key question.

Since they were going to rescue someone,

they had to know where the person to be rescued was located.

Otherwise, how could they rescue them?

The Dragon Country was so big, they couldn't just search blindly, right?

"Junyan City, Cloud Street," the Chief Captain said slowly.

"Alright."

Then Gan Jianhua didn't delay any longer, he took Mo Lin, Fu Shuang, and the others and set off for Junyan City.

The rookie team leaving the Celestial Sect to carry out a mission attracted a lot of attention.

The rookie team was considered the most powerful among the younger generation of the entire Celestial Sect.

They represented the combat power of the younger generation of the Red Dust Immortal Lineage of the Celestial Sect.

Their departure to carry out a mission naturally caught a lot of attention.

....

Junyan City was as cold and deserted as ever.

The streets were sparsely populated.

Gan Jianhua and the others arrived at Cloud Street.

Cloud Street presented a completely different scene from the outside.

While the outside was sparsely populated, inside Cloud Street it was bustling with people.

Looking around, it was full of people everywhere.

The surrounding street vendors were setting up stalls.

Every street was crowded with people coming and going.

Red lanterns were lit on both sides of the street.

It was very lively.

The scene before their eyes had nothing to do with ghosts at all.

"Follow me."

Gan Jianhua slowly unfolded a piece of tissue paper, inside which was wrapped a lock of hair.

He murmured something, and the lock of hair emitted a faint glow, floating in the air and leading the way forward.

Mo Lin and the others followed the direction indicated by the lock of hair.

This lock of hair was Jiang Yun's, given to Gan Jianhua by the Chief Captain earlier to help him find her.

This method of finding someone wasn't uncommon.

Not only could hair be used, but even clothes or other things could achieve the same effect.

The hair floated down in front of a temple, then landed on the ground and spontaneously combusted.

This was just a small temple.

There was a long line of people offering incense at the entrance.

Even though it was past seven in the evening, the incense was thriving here.

The line of people at the temple was particularly long.

It was crowded with people.

As they approached the temple, the strong scent of incense hit their noses.

The red walls and black tiles of the small temple were of a classic ordinary temple style.

"Isn't this a temple?"

Fang Chang looked at the temple before him and said in confusion, "Could the ghost be in the temple?"

Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing wouldn't happen.

Temples were blessed by Buddhist light and the yang energy of the people.

Ghosts usually stayed far away from such places.

"Could it be that my Daoist Skill is faulty?" Gan Jianhua suspected that there was a problem with his Daoist Skill, not with the temple before him.

"Is there a possibility that the Buddha in the temple is raised by these ghosts?" Mo Lin proposed his idea.

A collaboration between a Buddha and a ghost was something Mo Lin had encountered several times before, so he wasn't surprised.

"Ah..."

Gan Jianhua was particularly astonished; Mo Lin's statement exceeded his understanding.

"Impossible, right?"

Beside him, Fang Chang chimed in, "Mo Lin, don't you have any common sense? Ghosts and Buddhas are incompatible.

Ghosts raising a Buddha? That's chaotic.

You actually managed to say something so ridiculous."

Fu Shuang, though she didn't speak, also agreed with Fang Chang.

Ghosts raising a Buddha.

There was simply no such thing.

A collaboration between a Buddha and a ghost would desecrate the Buddha Statue, wouldn't it?

"I'm not lying, I've encountered similar things before.

Divine beings descending, sacrificing beings."

Previously, in Xu Yue City, Mo Lin had encountered similar occurrences.

"Is it true?" Fang Chang still had a hard time believing Mo Lin.

Mainly because such things defied common sense.

Beside him, Gan Jianhua also remained skeptical.

"We can find out by going inside, can't we?" Fu Shuang proposed.

So they entered the temple.

They came in quite low-key, not causing too much commotion.

Following the other visitors, they entered the temple.

In front of them was a courtyard.

Then, several halls offered statues of worship around the sides.

Straight ahead was the main hall.

A huge plaque hung above the main gate.

Joy Hall!

The steps were crowded with people kneeling.

Venerable Kanaka Dada Cuo—the Joyful Arhat.

In front of them was the Golden Body of the Joyful Arhat.

"This is a legitimate Buddhist temple... there's nothing wrong!"

Gan Jianhua slowly said, looking at the Joyful Arhat Golden Body in front.

Suddenly, he shuddered and quickly lowered his head.

"Everyone, keep your heads down... don't look up!" Gan Jianhua sharply commanded.

As his voice fell, Mo Lin, Fang Chang, and the others all lowered their heads.

No one understood the situation yet.

They didn't know what had happened.

"What's going on?" Fang Chang asked Gan Jianhua in confusion.

"Mo Lin was right, ghosts raising a Buddha... it's true.."

When Fang Chang heard those words, his hair stood on end.

His expression was tense, he neither retorted nor argued.

In such a situation, would Gan Jianhua joke with him?

Anyone in their right mind wouldn't make such a low-level joke.

Especially in such a dangerous atmosphere.

Fang Chang knew his priorities.

Even though he was dissatisfied with Gan Jianhua being Captain, it didn't mean he had hostility towards him.

They were all on the same front.

"Darn..."

Fang Chang couldn't help but curse.

This matter just got complicated.

The term 'Ghost Nourishing Buddha' alone hinted at the difficulty of the situation.

Fang Chang brought his index and middle fingers together, then invoked a Daoist technique, pressing his fingers to his eyes to sneak a glance.

Then quickly withdrew his actions.

"This ain't no Buddhist temple; it's completely a den of ghosts."

Fang Chang muttered a low warning.

From the outside, nothing seemed amiss.

It looked just like a temple.

The incense was thriving.

But inside, it was a whole different world.

A little Daoist technique would reveal the unique nature of the place.

"Don't make eye contact with the Joyful Buddha Golden Body."

Gan Jianhua reminded everyone, "If ordinary people make eye contact with the Joyful Buddha, they would be drawn in, becoming believers.

If we make eye contact, our cultivation would be immediately revealed, and the ghosts here would discover us."

Mo Lin was neither arrogant nor disobedient, listening to Gan Jianhua's words.

Despite being powerful, Mo Lin wasn't arrogant, nor was he foolish.

Gan Jianhua made sense; if they alerted the ghosts here,

rescuing Jiang Yun would become even harder.

"If this is a den of ghosts, why do so many people come to offer incense?" Fu Shuang asked out of curiosity.

"The people here are all controlled; they are believers of this temple."

Mo Lin suddenly understood why Cloud Street had so many people.

It turned out all these people were controlled believers.

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