Chapter 108: Chapter 26 Tilu Temple_2
Yan Fei was taken aback, and asked, "Prophet Pu Lin, who is the distinguished person you’re talking about?"
Prophet Pu Lin lifted the black cloak on his head to reveal a head full of white hair. His old face was filled with wrinkles, but his eyes were incredibly clear, as though they could see through everything in the world. Even the aloof Xuan Yue lowered her head when she saw these eyes. In the hall, only Ah Dai could meet his gaze without being affected. Prophet Pu Lin glanced at Ah Dai and the others, and said, "The person has already appeared, among this group of foreigners. However, this is the will of the heavens, which should not be disclosed lightly. Please, Clan Leader, treat these foreigners well. From tomorrow onwards, let them spend time with Yan Shi. They can surely help Yan Shi emerge from his grief. However, before this, you must ensure Yan Shi’s safety."
A touch of delight showed in Yan Fei’s eyes, he said, "Thank you, Prophet Pu Lin. Yan Ju, Yan Li, you will lead our warriors to ensure Yan Shi’s safety tonight."
Yan Li was somewhat puzzled, "Venerable Prophet Pu Lin, if there is a benefactor among this group of people for Yan Shi, why not let them be with him now? Wouldn’t that help Yan Shi recover faster?"
Prophet Pu Lin smiled kindly and said, "Yan Li, you are still as impulsive as ever. Everything has been arranged by the divine will. I am not in a position to speak further. Just follow the Clan Leader’s instructions."
Yan Ju nudged Yan Li and said, "We will follow the Clan Leader’s instructions."
Yan Fei looked thoughtfully at Prophet Pu Lin, then turned to Ah Dai and the others, "Alright, Yan Li, you take these foreigners to rest for now. From early tomorrow, you will proceed as the Prophet has suggested, please ask our guests to spend time with Yan Shi."
Yan Li agreed, looking at Ah Dai and the others with a much softer gaze, he said lightly, "Please."
Just as Ah Dai and the others were about to leave with Yan Li and Yan Ju, Prophet Pu Lin suddenly said, "Wait."
Everyone turned back in confusion looking at Pu Lin, who then said, "The young man and the young lady, please stay. I have something to say to you."
Without Pu Lin having to point out who he was referring to, Ah Dai and Xuan Yue knew it was them. Xuan Yue asked, "Is there something you can’t say now?" In Xuan Yue’s eyes, this old prophet in front of her was the only person, besides the Pope and Red Robe Priest, who could make her fearful, thus, her tone was considerably more polite.
Prophet Pu Lin smiled slightly, "Some words must be spoken to you two alone. Do you not wish to hear this old man ramble?"
Ah Dai was deeply moved by Pu Lin’s kindly smile. A feeling of warmth filled his heart like a tidal wave. Although it was their first meeting, it felt as though they had known each other for a long time.
Moon Scar gave Ah Dai and Xuan Yue a look, "Since the Prophet has something to say to the two of you, we will go first."
Yan Fei coughed, "Yan Ju, Yan Li, why are you not taking our guests to rest yet? The safety of Yan Shi tonight is your responsibility, do not let any mistakes occur."
Yan Ju and Yan Li exchanged glances, bowed, and said, "Yes." After that, they left with Moon Scar and the others, heading out of the Tilu Temple. Only Ah Dai and Xuan Yue were left behind.
Prophet Pu Lin closed his eyes, "It’s evening now, time for supper. Clan Leader, you have matters to attend to, remember what I’ve said."
Although Yan Fei was the Clan Leader of the Pu Yan tribe, he seemed to have great respect for this old priest. Upon hearing these words, he nodded slightly and said, "Then I’ll leave now, Prophet Pu Lin." After speaking, he left quickly. In the temple hall, apart from the Tilu warriors who were still motionless, only Xuan Yue, Ah Dai, and the mysterious Prophet Pu Lin were left.
Prophet Pu Lin walked down the steps at the side of the platform. His body trembling, he looked extremely fragile, as though he was completely reliant on the wooden staff in his hand to support his body.
Ah Dai saw how the Prophet was stumbling and couldn’t bear it. He hurried a few steps forward to assist him. As soon as his hands touched the prophet, a glint flashed in the prophet’s eye. Ah Dai felt as if he was seen through completely, sending chills down his spine.
Prophet Pu Lin sighed, "I am old, really old. My body is not as strong as it used to be. Come, children, I will take you somewhere." After speaking, he turned towards the platform he had just descended from, gesturing for Xuan Yue to come over. Compared to Ah Dai, Xuan Yue was much more cautious. From the Prophet’s request for them to stay and his attitude towards Yan Fei, it was clear that this old man with white hair and beard held an extremely high status within the entire Pu Yan tribe. So why did he want to keep her and Ah Dai, who were outsiders? Wasn’t the Pu Yan tribe strongly prejudiced against outsiders? While she was thinking this, Xuan Yue still walked over. She didn’t know why she willingly went over, but she understood that Prophet Pu Lin had no ill intentions towards her and Ah Dai.
Prophet Pu Lin looked at Xuan Yue who had walked up to him, "Little girl, do you have any doubts about this old man? Let me tell you, the Tilu Temple is the most sacred place for our Pu Yan tribe. Here, nothing despicable can be done, otherwise, you will definitely be punished by the Sky God. Ah, children, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time." As he spoke, a strong attracting force emanated from the prophet, drawing Ah Dai and Xuan Yue tightly to his side. He raised his wooden staff and began muttering a spell. As soon as the light flashed, Ah Dai and Xuan Yue felt themselves entering a strange world. It was as if their bodies were no longer under their control, throughout the world were unbelievable colors, colorful light points were constantly floating from their bodies, dizziness took over their bodies, they wanted to scream, but no sound could be made, they wanted to struggle, but couldn’t control their bodies. Prophet Pu Lin, who was by their side, kept his eyes closed, continuously murmuring some spell.
