Chapter 252 Underneath Yin Mountain (1/2)

He stood in front of the temple for a long time. He did not come in, and he did not leave either.

Qi Sanguang was curious. He stood up and walked forward to greet him, ”May I know if there is anything that I can help you with?”

The young man in white folded his folding fan and tapped his fair hands with a hint of playfulness. ”I'm here to look for the Goddess of Grains,” he replied.

Qi Sanguang noticed he used the word ”look for”. He was certain that the young man in white was not a believer and probably had an impressive background.

”You may enter the temple if you are looking for the Goddess of Grains,” he replied carefully.

”I'm asking you if Shen Lian is here.” He smiled as he shook his head, and he pointed at the temple with his fan.

This was a sentence meant for Qi Sanguang's ears and no one else could hear it. He was backed by the power of the Goddess of Grains, and even though it was not much, it still made him slightly different from the normal people.

As for why Qi Sanguang was certain that everyone else could not hear it, he noticed that no one else had reacted to this. Rather, it seemed like the temple and everyone else were in a different world from the young man in white and him. They were completely isolated.

The statue of the deity in the temple opened its eyes. A beautiful lady walked over, and she looked exactly like the statue. She held grains in her hand and her eyes were clear. She headed towards the door slowly, ”Fellow Daoist, the person you are looking for is not here,” she spoke gently.

”He must have been here. I promise to not cause you any trouble if you tell me where he is,” the young man in white replied casually.

”I am sorry but I cannot oblige,” the beautiful lady replied after a moment of silence.

The young man in white tightened his grip on the folding fan, and he slowly relaxed his grip again. A long shadow was drawn by the folding fan, and it was charging towards the beautiful lady's chest.

A misty water screen appeared at the door of the temple. The folding fan collided with the water screen, and the entire temple seemed to have shaken. In the end, the folding fan did not manage to make its way across the water screen and it could not injure the beautiful lady as well. It was bounced off and was sent charging at the young man in white at a higher speed.

He caught the folding fan that flew towards him at a high speed with his fair hand effortlessly. He stared deeply at the temple and spoke, ”I will return.”

It started to rain. The young man in white disappeared in the misty rain. Those who were staring at him did not notice the rain. When they came to their senses, they were soaked.

Qi Sanguang coughed and woke them up. They had since forgotten how the young man in white looked like and also could not remember what had happened earlier. Eventually, everyone left.

Qi Sanguang returned to the temple and noticed that the statue of the Goddess of Grains had dimmed slightly.

Normal people would not be able to perceive the divine light. As the number of believers increased, the Goddess of Grains' divine light had been getting stronger.

The ground seemed to have turned into mud and had swallowed Qi Sanguang.

The arrangement in there was the same as the temple. However, it was empty save for the Goddess of Grains. She was frowning slightly and seemed to be in deep thoughts.

Qi Sanguang knew that this was the Goddess' divine region. No one could enter without her permission.

”The person earlier is very powerful. It seems like something big and troublesome will happen soon. You should leave and distance yourself from this,” the Goddess of Grains spoke at last.

”I have lived for tens over years. I only feel like my life is meaningful when I am working for you. There is nowhere else that I want to go. If misfortunes were to befall me for staying put, I would still have no regrets,” Qi Sanguang shook his head and replied.

”This person is powerful and there are very few cultivators in the world that could rival him. He did not leave today because he could not take me down, but he did so to avoid losses.” A hint of solemnity flashed over the Goddess of Grains' beautiful face.

After all these years, she was not the same loquat tree that she once was. Her divinity had replaced her pure demonic heart. From the worship of the believers, she managed to absorb the wisdom of humans and had become calmer and steadier.