The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

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"But...we're still too late, aren't we?"

Xia Chuan shook his head:

"Saving even one person is of paramount importance."

"We are just human beings; we cannot go against the flow of time."

Xia Chuan smiled, raised his teacup, and took another sip:

"Do your best and have a clear conscience."

"After all, at least eighty people, and future orphans, were rescued, weren't they?"

Gao Haoguang was completely stunned.

He looked towards the church across the street.

A little girl with pigtails looked up and grinned at Father Xu after finishing her porridge.

In his memory, he seemed to have experienced something similar.

Two-year-old Gao Haoguang was abducted to a human flesh market, and not only that, he was almost chopped up and sold.

Fortunately, a righteous person came to their rescue.

Memories flooded his mind, and Gao Haoguang, with those children in mind, unconsciously smiled.

The righteous man's face was somewhat blurry in my memory, and I didn't know how he was doing now.

He must still be a great hero, just like he was back then, right?

Gao Haoguang looked down at his hands.

These hands are still very small and weak; there are still many things they cannot do.

But at least

He has now become someone who can save lives.

"Are you done spacing out?"

Xia Chuan's voice rang out at an inopportune moment, carrying a nonchalant air that made one's teeth itch.

"Remember to pay the bill later, a plate of melon seeds, a pot of tea, oh, and your snacks."

Gao Haoguang's eyes widened:

"You ordered it yourself, why should I pay the bill?!"

Xia Chuan glanced at his junior brother with disdain:

"Didn't you say you wanted to come to the teahouse to watch the excitement?"

Gao Haoguang was dumbfounded:

"We can't let our junior brother pay for it, can we?"

"What can I do? I gave all my money to Father Xu, you can't just ask me to take it back, can you?"

Gao Haoguang was speechless.

Xia Chuan spoke with righteous indignation:

"Not just here, remember to buy some when you get back to the inn later."

Otherwise, you, young lady, and I would still have to wash other people's clothes to pay off our debts.

Gao Haoguang looked at Bai Xiaoxiao in disbelief.

Bai Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and chuckled, then ate another sunflower seed.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, my benefactor."

The words "my benefactor" were pronounced with a sweet and crisp sound.

Gao Haoguang: "..."

He suddenly realized that the concepts of "a great hero standing tall and upright" and "disappearing after accomplishing something, concealing one's merits and fame" were meaningless.

It's all deceptive.

Gao Haoguang took a deep breath and resignedly pulled out his money pouch from his pocket.

"Boss, the bill, please!"

"Hey, here it comes!"

With the sound of footsteps going upstairs, Gao Haoguang pushed his portion of pastries in front of Xia Chuan.

"Senior brother, here's a pastry for you."

Xia Chuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You've had a change of heart?"

"No."

Gao Haoguang turned his head away expressionlessly.

"I don't have enough money. I still need to pay for the young lady's inn later."

"Eat something sweet before you go to work to pay off your debts."

Xia Chuan: "...?"

Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back any longer and laughed so hard she collapsed onto the table.

Just then, several familiar figures appeared in the crowd.

"Master? Qingqing? And Erguo?"

Xia Chuan was taken aback, then stood up and called out, "Master, we're here!"

On the other side...

Inside the Nine Realms Gate.

As the largest sect in the world of supernatural powers, the Nine Realms Sect has a secret.

They were secretly cultivating Nirvana corpses.

Even after their own seekers of the Dharma passed away and became Dharma corpses, they continued to treat them as before.

There were even sect members who specifically hunted mortals to feed their spirit corpses.

They not only take in their own magical corpses, but also wild magical corpses.

Relying on profiting from both the dead and the living,

Today, the Nine Realms Sect is not only the number one sect in the world, with more than a dozen powerful seekers of the Dharma in charge, but also a force to be reckoned with.

In the shadows, the number of powerful and mysterious corpses is not to be underestimated.

The current leader of the Nine Realms Sect, who now commands the world's number one sect, is filled with endless worries.

It was a face with an air of otherworldly wisdom, white hair, and a deep scar on his forehead.

Looking at the life lamp, the Burning Daoist sighed deeply, a hint of weariness in his eyes that was hard to describe.

"Ah, he's dead."

Beside him, his disciples Xiang Yuyin and Heizhu looked curiously at the life lamp in his hand.

In recent years, the master has looked at this lamp almost every day.

Xiang Yuyin asked curiously, "Master, what is this?"

Burning Daoist sighed:

"A magical artifact can be bound to a person's life; as long as the person lives there, the lamp will remain; when the person dies, the lamp will go out."

Xiang Yuyin looked at the extinguished life lamp: "So, the person bound to this is dead?"

The Taoist priest nodded.

Hei Zhu asked curiously, "I wonder which senior you are? You must be a highly talented and powerful being?"

In her mind, someone who could attract such attention from her master, and even have their life bound to a magical artifact, must be a very important figure in the sect.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest shook his head and chuckled.

"he?"

"At most, he's just a minor mage with intermediate supernatural powers."

Although his supernatural powers were influenced by the law of cause and effect, his poor character ultimately prevented him from achieving true greatness.

The two disciples were both stunned.

"Then why use this magic weapon on him?"

Burning Daoist pondered for a moment, then asked his disciples:

"If there's a tiger you want to catch but can't see, how will you know where it is?"

Black Bamboo answered first: "Check the footprints?"

Burning Daoist then asked, "What if we can't see any footprints?"

Xiang Yuyin frowned: "A bait?"

"Ruzi can be taught."

Burning Daoist nodded in satisfaction:

"I don't need to know how the tiger got there, I just need to know where it got there."

"That's all this thing does."

He sighed: "After all, in the long river of time and cause and effect, no one can see that tiger, and no one can catch it."