I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 745 - 463 Moluo’s True Identity!!! _2

"My strength doesn’t seem to be enough, right?"

"Indeed, it’s not enough. The rule of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau is that only a Heavenly Core Martial Artist can qualify to take on the great responsibility of a Golden Envoy. You are merely at the True Core stage, far from enough,

but your strength is just barely qualified."

"Then..."

"I’m just informing you in advance. Currently, there are no vacancies for Golden Envoys in each state unless you wish to start as a Vice Envoy first."

That, of course, was impossible.

Being a Vice Envoy was even lower than his current official position, with greater constraints, so upon hearing this, Chen Yuan immediately fell silent.

"Temper your temper for now, elevate your cultivation a bit more, and when the time comes, I will certainly not forget you," said Gu Tianqiong with a faint smile.

Chen Yuan pursed his lips.

Wasn’t this just a pie in the sky?

He really thought he was about to be assigned to a post early, but it turned out to be a false hope.

"Thank you, sir."

But even if Gu Tianqiong was offering empty promises, Chen Yuan still had to show gratitude.

That was the way of an official.

Did they really think he didn’t understand?

He simply didn’t want to pretend with some insignificant people.

Afterward, Gu Tianqiong pointed out some issues with Chen Yuan’s cultivation practice, to which Chen Yuan listened very seriously. Leaving other things aside, at least Gu Tianqiong was more advanced in the path of Martial Arts than he was.

He naturally knew more.

Facing the guidance of such a strong person, Chen Yuan was not annoyed.

After a series of pointers, Chen Yuan felt that he had gained a lot. Although being appointed to an outside post was still a distant prospect, he had his own plans. At most, when he reached the Heavenly Core stage,

he had to be assigned to a post.

The Capital was not a place for a long stay.

Furthermore, he had just caused a big disturbance and did not even want to see Jingtai, fearing that something might be noticed.

If worst comes to worst, he could ask a powerful person from the Taoist Divine Palace to kill a Golden Envoy to free up a spot for him!

Chaos was approaching; the Taoist Divine Palace harbored huge ambitions, and he too must prepare early to hold a leadership position in the future struggle for power.

About an hour later, Gu Tianqiong finished his guidance to Chen Yuan. After a few casual talks, Chen Yuan keenly sensed it was time for him to leave.

He didn’t hesitate, stood up immediately and cupped his hands, saying:

"The Great Governor’s guidance is incisive; I wish to go back and continue my cultivation to verify..."

"Good."

Gu Tianqiong lifted the teacup in his hand.

Offering tea as a sign to depart.

Chen Yuan nodded, turned around, and left.

Watching Chen Yuan’s retreating figure, a solemn expression replaced the faint smile on Gu Tianqiong’s face; his eyes slightly narrowed, and his eyebrows involuntarily furrowed. For some reason,

looking at that figure, he always felt a sense of familiarity.

And...

His looks also seemed familiar to Gu Tianqiong.

Especially a pair of indifferent eyes, which always made him feel as if he had seen them somewhere before.

After thinking for a long time, Gu Tianqiong suddenly let out a light chuckle.

How could it be possible.

Chen Yuan’s background was clear, with no problems except the rapid advancement of his cultivation. Gu Tianqiong had also examined him with the Heavenly Eye and found nothing unusual.

He was definitely an excellent seed of Martial Arts, fit to become a True Monarch.

Perhaps he was overthinking.

The previous battle in the Imperial City kept him reminiscing, so it was natural that his mind was influenced by it.

...

...

Chen Yuan, who had left, was unaware that he had evoked a sense of familiarity in Gu Tianqiong, who had just emerged from seclusion. If he knew, perhaps he would have connected it to the time Moluo senior had helped him remove the concealment of the Heavenly Eye.

Choosing not to return to the Earl’s residence for further cultivation, Chen Yuan inexplicably had the urge to wander around, and this was certainly not about strolling aimlessly to relax.

It was about contemplating his next move.

Being assigned to a place was still premature, but leaving the Capital was urgent. Once his injuries healed, he had to find a way to leave, first, to discover the truth about his identity.

Secondly, to take this opportunity to see if he could encounter his next Qi Fortune Child.

Perpetual hard cultivation in the same routine wouldn’t likely bring a Qi Fortune Child to his doorstep.

As he walked, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped in his tracks as he unconsciously arrived at Qingyun Temple, where he had once visited, sighing at the fate that had brought him back.

He smiled and walked in.

No sooner had he entered than a young disciple greeted him, and immediately recognized Chen Yuan as the generous benefactor from before, wearing a smiling face.

To the disciple, the exceptionally generous Chen Yuan who had readily given a hundred Silver Taels was a profound memory.

After all, it was rare to encounter such liberality in a year.

Of course, the most memorable thing was the past scene where Chen Yuan had defeated Japan Martial Artists in West City.

It was incredibly inspiring,

promptly letting Chen Yuan into the temple.

Back in the great hall, Chen Yuan followed the usual ritual of offering incense, also gave the young disciple some Silver Taels, still a hundred, leaving the disciple overjoyed.

And he expressed his thanks.

In their conversation, the young disciple also inquired about the incident where he had defeated the Japan Martial Artists, his eyes shimmering with admiration, saying he had set up a Longevity Altar for Chen Yuan and worshiped it daily.

Chen Yuan looked at the young disciple and patted his head.

"Master Chen, do you have any business today?"

"What is it?"

"The old temple master just went out not long ago; he should be back anytime soon. Given the generous contributions you’ve made to Qingyun Temple, it’s customary for the old temple master to give you a check-up."

Chen Yuan laughed casually and said:

"There’s no need."

It wasn’t that he looked down upon worldly medical skills, but rather that his body was now as sturdy as iron, with no ailments at all!

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