Chapter 665: 286: Holy Maiden of Mingguang Sect!
It’s Difficult to Ask Others for Help_1 Chapter 665: 286: Holy Maiden of Mingguang Sect!
It’s Difficult to Ask Others for Help_1 The moment the bland voice seeped into his spirit, Chen Dengming keenly perceived that the surrounding air seemed to spawn a host of illusory shadows anew.
As if, in an instant, many pairs of eyes were suddenly fixed on him, all at once.
It was as if a multitude of mouths, combined with a whirl of different thoughts, were floating and exchanging information in the air.
It gave the impression of finding oneself amid surging crowds, where everyone was scrutinising him intensely.
Chen Dengming calibrated his psyche.
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This almost maddening illusion dissipated in a flash along with the multitude of shadowy figures.
He was momentarily unsure whether this was deliberately manipulated by the other party or a result of his oversensitive mental perception.
Despite not understanding why the other party could easily guess his intentions, he remained modest, bowed and replied, “Your insight is indeed remarkable, Senior.
However, my primary reason for coming here is to adhere to the instructions of my Third Uncle Master, Su Yanyan.
He advised that upon reaching Multitude Immortal City, my first stop should be Mingguang Sect’s station to visit fellow daoists of the Mingguang Sect.
Uncle Master Su mentioned that there was an inseparable friendship between the founders of our sect and the Mingguang Sect.
Us juniors, who are new to this place, must maintain those courtesies!”
As he finished, Chen Dengming produced three exquisitely wrapped centennial spiritual herbs as a gift for the initial meeting.
“Not bad.
You’re quite thoughtful.
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Your demeanour is nearly on par with that of your sect’s founder.”
Chen Dengming jolted upon hearing these words.
This senior dared to judge the founder directly, indicating an individual of equal rank and state of cultivation.
Could it be…?
Before he could pay further respects, a long-haired woman clothed in a pristine white robe emerged from the gateway ahead.
Upon descending the steps and coming to a halt, she greeted Chen Dengming with a bow, flashing a charming smile.
With her resplendent teeth slightly parted, she invited him.
“Daoist of Longevity, our founder instructed me to invite you into the courtyard for tea and conversation.
As a host, I hope to provide a suitable welcome.
Later, I will accompany you to the Affairs Temple to deal with some matters.
How does that sound?”
Chen Dengming was surprised.
Could the person he was just communicating with really be the founder of the Mingguang Sect, the Venerable Mingguang?
This was a Spirit Transformation Cultivator.
His encounter was both truly unexpected and flabbergasting.
“Thank you for your invitation, Daoist friend.
I am honored to accept!”
He gave a smiling bow, presented his gift, and took the opportunity to take a closer look at the woman opposite him, who had a distinct charm in her Daoist robe.
She had shiny black hair that hung down like a cloud, and although she donned a plain-looking Daoist robe, she exuded a unique attraction.
Her face was gracefully beautiful, a standard melon-seed face, and with her captivating eyes, one couldn’t help but feel at ease.
“Daoist son, you can address me as Bai Zhi.”
Bai Zhi gave a light smile, leaned slightly forward, then lifted her dazzling face, those mesmerising eyes observing Chen Dengming from a subordinate position, softly saying, “Follow me!”
Despite Chen Dengming being in the Heavenly Heart State, his heart couldn’t help but ripple slightly.
“Dao, Daoist friend, be, be careful of the fox spirit…”
The Mini Array Spirit in his chest suddenly transmitted a cryptic warning.
Chen Dengming, with a smile on his face, followed Bai Zhi into the courtyard, an unusual vigilance creeping into his mind.
“This woman has a powerful allure.
She doesn’t seem to harbor any hostility, but this strong appeal could cause one to let down their guard when meeting for the first time, unguardedly opening their hearts to her, without reservations!”
Remembering that the Mingguang Sect was likely operating the Dao Orthodoxy of the Incense Fire Dao, with its emphasis on cultivating a strong following, Chen Dengming inwardly applauded her ability.
This Bai Zhi, who was able to connect directly with Venerable Mingguang, likely had a high position within the Mingguang Sect.
He quietly fortified his defenses deep in his spirit, using his Human Immortal Dao Force.
Chen Dengming became cautious, but little did he know that the female cultivator of the Mingguang Sect, Bai Zhi, was also quietly surprised.
She had astutely noted that while Chen Dengming maintained his polite smile and showed no apparent changes, he was intentionally distancing himself from her.
They might be close in physical distance, but his heart seemed to be very far away.
It was the first time someone gave her this unique feeling of being both close in proximity yet far away.
“Could this be the Heavenly Heart State mentioned by the founder?
It really is extraordinary…”
Despite the novelty, Bai Zhi was unfazed.
She hadn’t intended to use any particular technique earlier.
As the Holy Maiden of the Mingguang Sect, wielding the Dao Orthodoxy, endowed with the Power of Faith from many followers, her every move and word naturally emitted a strong attraction and allure, causing people to instinctively feel close to her.
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A few pots of tea later.
Chen Dengming, with a warm smile on his face and Bai Zhi by his side, left the courtyard under the escort of the devout disciples of the Mingguang Sect, heading toward the Affairs Temple.
Sitting briefly within the station of the Mingguang Sect was truly just to sip tea and deepen relationships.
Within the station, Chen Dengming did not see Venerable Mingguang, the Spirit Transformation senior who had spoken to him earlier.
Among the disciples and executives present in the station, only about ten were seen, and all were silent.
Their eyes were devoted and fervent when looking at Bai Zhi, and their looks towards Chen Dengming were quite strange.
In such an atmosphere, Chen Dengming felt as if he were sitting on a rugby ball.
He couldn’t quite settle down.
“Are all disciples of the Mingguang Sect so…
bizarre?
They seem less like disciples and more like…”testing…cough, PUA!”
Chen Dengming, flying in mid-air, cast a glance at Bai Zhi beside him.
The latter turned her gorgeous side face towards him, revealing a soft and sweet smile.
Chen Dengming could only reciprocate the smile, his heart, however, filled with apprehension.
In a group of abnormal people, there would suddenly appear one who was exceptionally normal, so much so that it felt wrong.
This would be enough to suggest that the person was not as harmless as they appeared.
At the very least, he couldn’t see through Bai Zhi’s cultivation.
It seemed that she had exerted some powerful technique to conceal it.