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Chapter 51 Han Cheng thanks the Taoist priest for his guidance!
Even Du Yuan shook her head and said to Han Cheng:
"You ah you!"

Han Cheng was ashamed and dared not look, but only pleaded in a low voice:

"Please, Taoist priest, have pity on my child and show her the right path. She can't let my foolishness and hesitation ruin half her life!"

Han Cheng rushed to the temple, partly to secure this tremendous opportunity for the Han family.

Secondly, it was because he finally realized how tragically he had harmed his daughter, who had wholeheartedly planned for the Han family!
He still remembers that the famous doctors in his household shook their heads repeatedly after just one glance, concluding that there was no cure for the disease.

The temple became his last straw!
But after hearing his words, Du Yuan merely raised her eyes and glanced at him indifferently:
"If it's half genuine and half feigned, why bother putting on this act?"

"Taoist Priest?!"

Han Cheng looked up in shock, then froze on the spot, his face full of astonishment.

Why am I so terrified?
In just a moment, Han Cheng understood the key point.

He brought Han Tang along, partly out of a genuine hope that the temple could cure his daughter's ailment.

What's more deeply hidden is the intention to use this self-inflicted injury as a bargaining chip to bind the Han family and the temple even tighter and deeper.
Having figured out this scheme, Han Cheng felt as if his throat was blocked, unable to utter a single word, and simply stood there, utterly lost and bewildered.

His daughter has suffered so much for the Han family, yet he still treats her as a pawn without realizing it.

Do I, a person like myself, really deserve to be a father?

Seeing that he could reflect on his thoughts and actions, Du Yuan smiled and said:
"Well, there's still hope."

Upon hearing this, Han Cheng instinctively looked at Du Yuan. However, she wasn't looking at him.

After a moment's hesitation, Han Cheng removed his official hat and took off his official robes.

After folding them neatly and placing them aside,

Dressed in plain white undergarments, he no longer possessed any of the imposing presence of the Prefect of Qingzhou, but instead prostrated himself deeply at Du Yuan's feet, his forehead touching the ground:
"Han Cheng, I beg you, Daoist Master, have mercy and help my daughter!"

This time, it was not Han Cheng, the Prefect of Qingzhou, who sought Du Yuan's help, but Han Tang's father, Han Cheng.

Du Yuan ignored him and instead looked at Han Tang, who was becoming increasingly anxious.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

"Father, Father, what's wrong? Have you offended the Taoist priest?!"

Han Tang, who couldn't see anything at all, was extremely anxious and helpless. After a long while, she finally reacted and grabbed the maid, saying:
"Quickly, quickly help me to the Taoist priest."

With the help of a maid.

Han Tang finally arrived in front of Du Yuan and asked the maid to confirm that he was facing the Taoist priest.

Han Tang pushed the maid aside and, relying on his years of memory, tidied his clothes.

She knelt down precisely halfway behind her father and said:

"Han Tang feels ashamed for failing the Daoist's guidance and has come today to apologize. He only begs that you not blame my father, as he is only too concerned about the Han family."

Du Yuan laughed:

"I've already acted as a go-between. Whether it works out or not is up to the Han family. I have no reason to blame you, and of course, I have no reason to help you or your family!"

His gaze swept past Han Tang and landed on the group of Han clan members behind them.

Seeing Du Yuan looking at them, even those in high positions were horrified and bowed deeply, feeling utterly ashamed.

Opportunity knocked at their door, but they kicked it away because of internal strife.
This is utterly stupid and foolish; it will likely become a laughing stock in Qingzhou in the future.

Han Cheng said urgently:

"Daoist Master, my Han family is unlucky, and I cannot blame others. But my daughter is truly implicated by us. She should not have suffered like this!"

"Father, Han Tang is also a member of the Han family. If the Han family is wrong, then Han Tang is also wrong. Please don't say anything more!"

Han Tang was quite resolute in this matter.

She had a chance to succeed, and a very good chance at that. It was just that she was stupid and foolish, so there was no need for her father to make excuses for her.

Just a moment later, Han Tang was overcome with grief again. She had come specifically to apologize, hoping that the Taoist priest would forgive her.

But now it is.
It may seem that nothing happened, but this also shows that her connection with the Han family's immortality has been severed.

Today, Father led everyone out of the city in a hurry. Although they tried to conceal it, it may not be able to fool those who are interested.

Given enough time, powerful clans from other regions, and even the royal family, will likely come to investigate.

After all, who would be willing to give up a genuine chance at immortality?
Admittedly, the powerful families in other states would find it to be another ridiculous rumor due to the long distance.

But what about the locals? She's not the only Han family member in Qingzhou!
One wrong step leads to another, and then there's no going back!

"Are you finished?"

Du Yuan's voice rang out above her head.

Han Tang's expression grew increasingly bitter as he said, "Han Tang has nothing more to say."

After nodding, Du Yuan waved to the old village chief and the others, saying:
"In the future, many more people may come to you asking for the roof tiles you have. Since these are gifts given to you, it is only right that you dispose of them as you see fit."

"So whether you plan to leave Wadang for a better opportunity, or stay and settle down in Anzhai, that is your own business."

The villagers nodded repeatedly, their expressions showing some relief; they had all been overjoyed to have received such a treasure.

Later, when Lady Han arrived, they realized that they might not be able to keep this treasure.

I was worried that handing it over rashly would displease the mountain god.

Now at least we have a Taoist priest to vouch for us.

Just
Many villagers looked at the roof tiles in their hands with a hint of reluctance.

Money can never compare to the well-being and blessings of one's descendants.

After all, they had heard that a monster had appeared that day!

Meanwhile, the Han family members became even more enthusiastic.

Doesn't that mean they can go and exchange it?
But immediately, they heard Du Yuan say with a meaningful smile:

"You don't need to worry about anyone forcing you to buy or sell, or even directly robbing you, because this person won't allow it!"

Following the direction Du Yuan pointed, everyone looked and were astonished to see the statue.

Although it was still dilapidated, as the Han family members looked at it, they all suddenly felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them, and they were on the verge of collapse.

They knew that the Taoist priest was giving them a warning about what had just happened—the old man had handed over the roof tile only because he feared the power of the Han family.
This is a warning to them not to do anything foolish.

Therefore, the Han family members could only nod and agree repeatedly.

However, they soon all looked at the remaining roof tiles on the ground.

The Taoist priest just distributed them here, so those must be precious tiles from the temple, right?
Before they could even form a thought, Du Yuan heard the voice continue to ring in her ears.

'Use the little stamp I gave you to mark it.'

Du Yuan did as instructed, took out the small seal engraved with the ancient and simple seal script of "Imperial Edict to Protect the World" and dotted it on the remaining roof tile.

The next moment, all the roof tiles were included!

This made Du Yuan's eyes light up.

That's great! It will be much easier to pack things from now on!
The Han family members standing nearby were not only dumbfounded by this divine skill, but also filled with sorrow.

It seems we were never meant to be!
After nodding, Du Yuan addressed the crowd:

"In that case, I shall take my leave."

With this matter settled, it's time to move on to the next leg of the journey.

The Han family dared not stop them and could only hurriedly make way, while the villagers quickly bowed in gratitude. They had received much kindness from the Taoist priest today.

They were giving away gifts and offering advice.

Such is the true master of seclusion!
Han Tang and his daughter remained kneeling in the air.

The Taoist priest was indeed unwilling to take action.

That's true. The Taoist priest doesn't owe them anything; in fact, the Han family owes the Taoist priest.
Although he understood in his heart, he still couldn't hide the bitterness on his face.

"Han Tang, respectfully seeing off the Daoist Master!"

Swallowing their bitter pill, Han Tang and Han Cheng turned around and bowed once more to the departing Du Yuan.

Du Yuan did not bid farewell to the one in the temple; the voice still lingered in her ears.

The true farewell will come when you step off this mountain.

Just as he was about to disappear from everyone's sight,

Du Yuan suddenly stopped in her tracks.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and casually pushed a stubborn rock from the roadside into a shallow pit under his feet.

It stomped twice more to make sure the ground was firm before drifting away.

To onlookers, this action seemed like nothing more than casually smoothing out the road, and they didn't think much of it.

Only Han Cheng, who was distraught over his daughter's blindness, suddenly snapped out of his daze after a moment of blankness!

He abruptly turned in the direction Du Yuan had left, prostrated himself deeply on the ground, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and admiration:

"Han Zaiyuan thanks the Daoist Master for his guidance!"

(End of this chapter)