"However, Pavilion Master, you need not worry. I will contact him through the seal shortly and find out what's happening."

"You said he wasn't among the two hundred seventy-three fated ones... could he be one of the two Holy Children?"

Thirty Flow asked, as if joking.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Zhuan Yu immediately rejected the idea.

"Even if my disciple has considerable Buddha Nature, he is far from being a potential Holy Child. If he possessed such talent, I would never have sent him to the Great Virtue Temple. You worry too much, Pavilion Master."

Zhuan Yu knew full well that even if Yang An had mastered the Buddha's Light Wheel and the Great Brightness Buddha Golden Zen Spell, those were merely achievements of technique.

It wouldn't be very difficult for him to use these to pass the Great Virtue Temple's trials and become one of the fated ones.

But becoming a Holy Child was impossible.

Only a legendary reincarnated being can be called a Holy Child. Every Holy Child possesses a unique Buddha Nature phenomenon, something an ordinary fated one cannot compare to.

He had observed Yang An meticulously and hadn't detected any sign of a potential phenomenon. A technique and a phenomenon are two completely different things. Even if he tried to cheat using a technique, the people of the Great Virtue Temple would see right through it. Therefore, it's absolutely impossible.

"In that case, what are your thoughts on this Buddhist Assembly at the Great Virtue Temple?"

Thirty Flow changed the subject, asking another question.

Elder Zhuan Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Are you referring to the two new Holy Children, Pavilion Master?"

"To be precise, I'm referring to the new Buddha's Son personally appointed by Hai Shu."

Thirty Flow said with a smile.

Everyone understood what this meant: a new Buddha's Son had appeared in the Great Virtue Temple, an individual with even more potential than a Holy Child. This also meant that, barring any accidents, the Great Virtue Temple would one day have another figure of at least the Bodhisattva Level.

The Golden Thread Pavilion and the Great Virtue Temple had always been adversaries.

The appearance of a new Buddha's Son with limitless potential was a great boon for the Great Virtue Temple, but a disaster for the Golden Thread Pavilion, and a matter they had to take very seriously.

"If possible, of course, we must eliminate him before he can fully develop!"

Elder Zhuan Yu said. This was, in fact, the consensus among them all.

"How do we eliminate him?"

Thirty Flow asked again.

"Let me contact my disciple first and ascertain his movements. Then I will make the arrangements. You need not worry, Pavilion Master."

"Very well. I'll leave this matter to you."

"Yes!"

Zhuan Yu immediately accepted. In the blink of an eye, the Pavilion Master who had been sitting opposite him vanished without a trace.

Though the Pavilion Master was gone, Zhuan Yu remained seated, lost in thought. After a moment, unable to resist any longer, he picked up the teacup and drank the blood within it, a look of satisfaction spreading across his face.

'I can't resist. I really can't...'

He muttered a few words to himself and quickly left the scenic pavilion.

...

「Great Virtue Temple, Mingxin Zen Courtyard, Quiet Chamber.」 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Yang An sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, meditating. As the aura of his Cultivation Level rapidly intensified, he slowly opened his eyes.

He had undone one layer of the Concealment Seal that Elder Zhuan Yu had placed upon him. His current Cultivation Level was now at the Late Stage of Fake Food.

As the Buddha's Son, a talent one in ten thousand, it was perfectly reasonable for his Cultivation Level to increase rapidly. There was nothing suspicious about it.

'I wonder when I'll be able to undo all the Concealment Seals and reveal my true Cultivation Level.' Yang An felt a sense of impatience, but he had only just arrived at the Great Virtue Temple. He had to plan for the long term.

Still, the Great Virtue Temple was the Holy Land for all the world's Buddhist Cultivators. Even the Great Brightness Buddha Golden Zen Spell and Buddha's Light Wheel he possessed had originated here. The place held a strong attraction for Yang An.

'The Light Magic I might find here could far surpass anything in the outside world. The Dao of Destiny Technique I'll need to break through to higher realms will likely depend on this place.'

'A curse, but perhaps also a blessing.'

Yang An was preparing to attract more Celestial Gnomon Light and Nine Forces Shocking Dragon. Although his Cultivation Level couldn't advance for the time being, he still needed to constantly accumulate power. Just as he was about to resume his meditation...

Suddenly, Yang An froze.

A drop of blood abruptly emerged from between his eyebrows, emitting a faint, fluorescent glow. Simultaneously, an invisible ripple spread out in all directions.

But in just an instant, the blood retreated back into his body as if nothing had happened.

At that moment, however, a familiar voice suddenly reached his ears from the void.

"My disciple, are you well?"

'That voice... Elder Zhuan Yu!'

Yang An wasn't particularly surprised. He knew Elder Zhuan Yu would eventually contact him through the Rule Seal and was already prepared.

"Master! I am well."

He answered immediately.

"Good, good. I presume you are inside the Great Virtue Temple by now?"

Elder Zhuan Yu's voice came again. It was as if an invisible thread connected them; the voice was perfectly clear, as if they were speaking face-to-face, despite the vast, unknown distance between them.

But upon hearing Elder Zhuan Yu's question, Yang An raised an eyebrow, keenly catching the implication.

'Zhuan Yu doesn't know I'm already in the Great Virtue Temple? Or that I've become the Buddha's Son?'

'Does this mean the Rule Seal on my body can't monitor my every move? It can't even perform simple tracking?'