A cat that lingers beside a saint

Their Taoist temples are just different.

It has everything you could want: tables and chairs, disciples, and various fruit trees in the courtyard. It's a paradise of birdsong and fragrant flowers.

Thinking back to his own Taoist temple, Su Bai's cat-like face immediately fell. There was no comparison, absolutely no comparison.

Zhen Yuanzi walked ahead, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest when facing this little cat that only had the cultivation level of Refining Essence into Qi.

As one of the few remaining members of the older generation, being able to live to this day is quite remarkable.

He knew almost all the disciples of the sage, both those from the past and those from the present.

But he had never heard of this kitten before.

But the kitten produced the invitations he had given out, which alone was enough to prove his identity.

In addition, there was a small sword hanging around the cat's neck, and the faint Shangqing power emanating from its fur.

If Zhen Yuanzi doesn't take this seriously, he'll have wasted the first half of his life.

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Zhen Yuanzi led Su Bai and the others toward the quiet room, while Qingfeng stayed outside to continue entertaining the guests, and Mingyue stood aside, adding tea and water for them.

Su Bai lay on the table, leaned his head out, licked the tea in his cup, and his mind immediately became clear.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "This tea is made from the tender buds of the ginseng fruit tree. Although it is not as good as ginseng fruit, it is of great benefit to you, young friend."

Zhen Yuanzi slowly put down his teacup, let out a long breath, and said, "Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye. Since the Investiture of the Gods, I haven't seen the true face of the Sage for a long time. I wonder how he is?"

Su Bai was enjoying tea brewed with ginseng fruit leaves when he suddenly realized that the entire tea room had fallen silent.

Looking up at the crowd, he saw that everyone was staring at him.

Especially the Howling Celestial Dog beside Yang Jian, its eyes looked at him as if he were a country bumpkin.

Su Bai cleared his throat and said with an awkward smile, "My master... my master is alright, but he's a bit unkempt."

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled rumble of thunder faintly echoed from above the clouds.

Upon hearing the thunder, Su Bai instinctively shrank back and hurriedly said, "My master is quite something, with elegant attire and good health; he can have whatever he wants."

Upon hearing the thunder, Zhen Yuanzi became even more certain that the kitten was indeed a disciple of the sage.

What he couldn't understand was why that saint would suddenly reopen the mountain gate, and whether this little cat was a disciple of the Jie Sect or something else.

Although Zhen Yuanzi was puzzled, he dared not speculate. After all, he was a sage, and no one could see through what a sage was thinking or fathom his thoughts.

Zhen Yuanzi slowly stood up and said with a smile, "There is still some time before the Ginseng Fruit Festival begins. You can take a stroll around Wuzhuang Temple and look around. There are quite a few immortals and gods here today. You can verify each other's identities, so it won't be a wasted trip."

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but simply stood up and bowed.

Yang Chan was clearly more thoughtful than her second brother: "The fact that the Great Immortal has opened the Ginseng Fruit Gathering is a rare sight for us juniors. Being able to obtain a single ginseng fruit is enough to make us juniors ecstatic, so how could we have come for nothing?"

Zhen Yuanzi laughed heartily: "As expected of the Empress's disciple, even I am somewhat ashamed of your words."

"In fact, today is not the time when the ginseng fruit is ripe, but after my sworn brother Sun Wukong knocked down this fruit tree last time, Guanyin Bodhisattva of the South Sea intervened and saved the tree."

"When Guanyin Bodhisattva sprinkled the Three Lights Divine Water onto the roots of this tree, the fruits naturally grew back."

"That's why we have new fruits. If we didn't hold a Ginseng Fruit Gathering, these fruits would probably disappear without a trace after they fall to the ground on their own. That would be a great loss. I couldn't bear to waste them, so I held this Ginseng Fruit Gathering."

"Alright, that's enough. Please make yourselves at home. I still need to attend to my guests."

Having said that, Zhen Yuanzi stopped talking and turned to walk out of the quiet room.

Su Bai was still drinking tea, and it had to be said, the tea was really delicious.

Instead, Yang Jian frowned slightly.

According to Zhen Yuanzi's statement, it means that people from the Western Paradise will also come. But what should he do if he encounters them?

Should they step forward to acknowledge each other, or remain silent?

Yang Chan clearly noticed Yang Jian's worry. She stepped forward and massaged his shoulders, saying softly, "Second Brother, what happened back then is in the past. Take it easy and do what needs to be done."

Yang Jian nodded helplessly, then turned his gaze to Su Bai.

The kitten was quite relaxed and didn't seem to be thinking about anything.

After Su Bai finished his tea, Yang Chan picked him up and began to wander around the Wuzhuang crowd.

The temple was bustling with activity, and even the gods and immortals in Heaven were invited.

Of course, apart from the Three Pure Ones and the Four Emperors, as well as some immortals and gods who had long since disappeared into the deep mountains, almost everyone else came.

Meeting familiar faces is naturally a joyful occasion, and the conversation flows freely as people chat about everyday trivialities, filled with laughter.

In the crowd, Su Bai spotted the God of Wealth dressed in a bright red robe with a joyful expression on his face.

At the same time that Su Bai saw him, Zhao Gongming also turned his gaze to him.

The moment Zhao Gongming saw Su Bai, his body trembled violently.

The teacher...is here too?

Zhao Gongming greeted the person in front of him, then quickly walked towards Su Bai's direction.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan were greeting familiar people when they noticed Zhao Gongming's expression. They exchanged a glance before focusing their attention on Su Bai.

Back then, Zhao Gongming was the senior disciple of the outer sect of the Jie Sect, and his strength and status within the sect were not low.

Upon noticing his movements, many people turned their attention to him.

Upon approaching, Zhao Gongming suppressed his excitement and reached out to take Su Bai from Yang Chan's arms.

But before his hand could even touch Su Bai, Su Bai immediately bristled.

"ha!"

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming awkwardly withdrew his hand.

After a long while, he looked around, suppressing his emotions. After several breaths, he asked in a low voice, "Senior...Senior brother, has teacher arrived?"

Zhao Gongming's voice was very soft, so soft that only Yang Jian and his sister, and Su Bai could hear it.

Su Bai shrank back, peeking out with only one head, and said, "Master didn't come."

"How is Master doing?"

Su Bai was taken aback. "What are you talking about? Didn't you just go there last time?"

Zhao Gongming clearly realized he was rambling, so he took a deep breath and said, "Senior brother, I've intercepted many of my junior brothers and sisters from back then. Would you like to see them?"