Chapter 460: Chapter 460

At the same time, sensing that the old abbot nearby had not actually left but was quietly waiting not far off, An Ning wasn't particularly surprised. She simply focused on herself, slowly spreading out the ink, brush, and painting paper she always carried with her on the long table.

It was deep autumn. The once lush and verdant mountain forests had long since withered. Apart from the fiery-red maple grove halfway up the mountain and the various autumn chrysanthemums that Abbot Wuwei had transplanted from his recent wanderings, a glance around revealed nothing but dry branches and fallen leaves everywhere.

However, at this moment, within this small hut standing high on the mountain peak, what flowed from An Ning's brush was not the scene before her eyes.

Her mind continuously replayed the scene from the original body's first visit here with her master.

At sunrise, amidst the mist-shrouded mountains, the first rays of sunlight slowly spilled over the forest. Early-rising birds occasionally let out clear, melodious calls. In that profound silence, it seemed as if something was breaking through the earth...

The moment the brushstroke imbued with profound Daoist essence touched the paper...

Outside the door, the old abbot stared dumbfounded. He saw a dazzling azure light erupt from within the hut, shooting straight into the sky from the previously empty mountaintop, and it showed no sign of dispersing for a long time.

But what was even more astonishing came next. Starting from this small hut, wherever the spiritual light reached, for several miles around, the withered tree trunks seemed to instantly sprout with tender green leaves and branches.

Underfoot, countless flowers and grasses were breaking through the soil...

It seemed like an instant, yet also like several cycles of reincarnation. The desolate autumn transformed into a bright and brilliant springtime.

And, whether it was his illusion or not, bathed in this sacred spiritual light, Abbot Wuwei was shocked to realize that at this moment, his entire body suddenly felt significantly lighter.

A... a divine miracle???

Could it be that this young benefactor is...

Ah, no, does this world... truly have divine miracles? Weren't they all just scams, ah no, meant to fool people, to earn a living?

Could there really be immortals? Boundless Heavenly Honored One!

It seemed his long-held beliefs were on the verge of crumbling. After a long while, when the old abbot finally regained his senses and was just about to go inside to find the person, due to this impossible-to-ignore, massive phenomenon, countless scholars and literati from not far away had already begun swarming in.

As for the two Xiao brothers guarding outside the courtyard not far away, they had been completely dumbstruck the moment the phenomenon appeared before their eyes.

Now, seeing the crowd surging towards this place, all dressed in fine clothes, they didn't even dare to move a muscle.

Above the small hut, the azure halo still hadn't faded. The closer they got, the more the people who had rushed up first felt as if their bodies were brimming with strength. Not only did all their previous discomforts vanish without a trace, but their entire beings felt an indescribable comfort.

Witnessing such a wondrous sight, amidst their disbelief, the people's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

This is... our destined opportunity!

Before long, a young scholar wearing a blue straight-collared robe and a long headscarf couldn't help but step forward and ask with a trembling voice:

"May I ask, Abbot, which Daoist master within has attained the Dao!"

Daoist master, attained the Dao?

In an instant, it was as if a dazzling ray of dawn had pierced the chaotic world.

It must be said, he truly was the "divine person" who could revive an obscure, unknown Daoist temple with his silver-tongued skills. After a brief moment of stunned silence, facing the burning gazes of the crowd behind him, Abbot Wuwei immediately made a gesture of a cultivator:

"Boundless Heavenly Honored One!"

"To be honest with you all, the person inside has indeed attained the Dao, but they are not from this temple. They are a young, frequent benefactor who often comes here to admire the scenery."

He deliberately emphasized the words "often comes."

As for how they attained the Dao, the old Daoist wore an inscrutable, profound expression. He only meaningfully uttered "Boundless Heavenly Honored One" and said no more, standing with one hand behind his back, letting his robe hem flutter constantly in the wind.

Honestly, this act, combined with the fact that from the beginning of the anomaly, this abbot was still "guarding" outside the courtyard, and his increasingly transcendent, immortal-like bearing...

It really... was quite convincing!

Subconsciously, the crowd easily imagined a scene: just moments ago, the two were discussing Daoist teachings together, but in the end, the person inside had taken the first step and successfully attained the Dao.

In the crowd, someone even exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother Yuan, look! This abbot... does he not seem... seem even younger than he did just now?"

As these words fell, the crowd grew even more excited.

Now, no one dared to make a sound. They only stood quietly, cherishing and basking in this rare opportunity, waiting for the person inside to complete their "enlightenment."

Meanwhile, confirming that no one had entered, An Ning took the chance while drinking water to quickly swallow several Spirit-Replenishing Pills and stowed away the fist-sized Wood-type crystal from her sleeve. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

This time was really... too difficult!

Having witnessed this scene firsthand, the system within her spiritual sea couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Attaining... attaining the Dao?"

"Ah, host, if you do this, won't the Marquis's Household want to plunder you even more?" You must know, this place isn't close to the capital at all!

"Indeed!" An Ning nodded calmly:

"They will definitely want to plunder me, that's for sure. But the prerequisite is that they are certain they share a blood feud with their own nine clans!"

And one so deep it's almost impossible to dissolve.