Once they passed through the clouds, they saw the so-called Land of Goodness below. The sight that greeted them was a brightly lit expanse of peace and serenity, with mysterious Sanskrit hymns echoing between heaven and earth.

They had arrived at Great Virtue Temple!

The moment he first laid eyes on the true face of Great Virtue Temple, Yang An was filled with an irrepressible sense of astonishment. Even after the Flood Dragon set them down on the ground, he still hadn't come back to his senses, completely immersed in the magnificent spectacle.

This place they called Great Virtue Temple was even more vast and majestic than a great city.

In the eight cardinal and ordinal directions stood hundred-zhang-tall Golden Buddha Statues. Covered in brilliant Liuli, they were dazzling to behold. Their imposing, lifelike forms seemed to pierce the heavens, radiating an awesome might.

From a distance, one could see countless buildings of all shapes and sizes encircling various temples, forming a megacity. This was a religious Holy Land, a center of attention for all.

From high in the sky, they could see countless Buddhist Cultivators in multicolored Monk's Robes crisscrossing the streets and alleys of the Holy Land. Their faces were filled with devotion, as if they were on a pilgrimage.

Now, as they arrived outside the city, he saw four large, golden words inscribed above the entrance: "Great Virtue and Goodness." They were accompanied by countless solemn, mysterious, and ancient Sanskrit characters.

Each Sanskrit character seemed to be filled with an infinitely vast and powerful aura.

Just a single glance could leave one breathless, as if under immense pressure.

The awe that Great Virtue Temple inspired in Yang An far surpassed what he had felt upon seeing the Golden Thread Pavilion.

If the Golden Thread Pavilion was a floating city in the heavens, a Lingyun Immortal Island,

then Great Virtue Temple was a holy pilgrimage site on land, a Ten Thousand Years True Buddha Continent.

"Follow me inside."

Zen Master Qing Nan recalled the Flood Dragon, which transformed back into a Kasaya that settled upon his shoulders. He then led Yang An toward Great Virtue Temple, his face filled with devotion, his eyes gleaming with immense anticipation.

He was like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years, finally returning to his hometown.

At the same time, he seemed eager to leverage Yang An's status as a Holy Child to win acclaim from the Holy Land.

At the entrance stood countless Monks in neat formations, all wearing Monk's Robes. An expression of profound devotion was on every face as they waited quietly, as if anticipating someone's arrival.

Among them, Qing Nan even saw some familiar faces: highly respected Abbots and Zen Masters from Great Virtue Temple, all of prominent status and revered identity.

Within Great Virtue Temple, one's status was determined by their Cultivation Level.

Those at the Fake Food realm could only be the lowest-level Monks. Practitioners at the Yuan Si realm were called Gami, those at the Visceral Stone realm were Guardians, and those at the Corpse Transformation realm were Abbots.

At Qing Nan's Cultivation Realm, Zombie God, one was revered as a Zen Master.

Further up, those in the Insect Dao realm were even called Bodhisattvas and considered agents of the Bodhisattvas from the Buddha Realm.

And now, at the entrance to Great Virtue Temple, a glance revealed several hundred Abbots among the welcoming party alone. There were also more than a dozen Zen Masters, dressed in black Monk's Robes and colorful Kasayas.

Seeing this spectacle, both Yang An and Qing Nan wore expressions of confusion.

'Could some important person be arriving?'

Yang An couldn't help but wonder, but he refrained from asking and simply followed silently behind Qing Nan.

With Yang An in tow, Qing Nan approached and chanted the Buddha's name. This immediately drew the attention of many of the Monks, as well as the Zen Masters. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

This time of year, every three years, was when Great Virtue Temple held its Buddhist Assembly. The assembly in each state's main city would select "fated ones" to be sent to Great Virtue Temple.

Therefore, seeing Qing Nan here, many of them showed surprise.

It had been nine years since Cyan Lotus State had produced a "fated one," so Qing Nan's arrival now spoke for itself.

"Amitabha!"

From among the leading Monks, a Zen Master with the Dharma name Qing Yuan stepped out. It seemed he was an old acquaintance of Qing Nan.

"Junior Brother Qing Nan, we haven't seen you back at the Holy Land in ten years. To see you here today... it seems Cyan Lotus State must have had quite a few 'fated ones' emerge this time. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come in person."

Hearing Qing Yuan's words, many of the people nearby turned in unison to look at Qing Nan and Yang An, who stood behind him.

"Oh? Why is there only one? Don't tell me you've hidden the others, Junior Brother Qing Nan?"

Qing Nan's expression darkened for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by a broad, triumphant smile.

'Not only did I come this time, but I brought a Holy Child who is a True Buddha Reincarnation! I have nothing to be ashamed of.'

'This Zen Master Qing Yuan and I have a history. And he just couldn't wait to be the first one to step out and greet me.'

"That's right. Cyan Lotus State only produced one 'fated one' this time. However..."

Qing Nan was about to reveal Yang An's identity and let everyone know just how profound Cyan Lotus State's fortune was this time.

But he was only halfway through his sentence when the atmosphere suddenly grew solemn. The Monks before them pressed their palms together and fell silent.

"Junior Brother, you should first join us in welcoming the Holy Child. This time, Golden Lotus State has not only produced thirteen 'fated ones,' but also a Holy Child who is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva.

An event like this is a once-in-a-millennium occasion. Whatever you have to say, Junior Brother, can wait."

Just then, Qing Yuan suddenly spoke, an irrepressible smile breaking out on his face.

"A Holy Child who's a Bodhisattva reincarnation!"

Qing Nan was stunned.