CHAPTER 30: CHAPTER 30: MIAOYIN ZHENREN!

Zhao Yi didn’t expect that when the news of him being unable to break through spread, it wasn’t the Imperial Clan Court that reacted the fastest, but rather the Xuanzhen Temple!

Miaoyin Zhenren unceremoniously pushed Zhao Yi aside, casually tossed the Purple Jade Duster onto the table, and without any regard for her image, began to devour the pastries laid out.

This year, Miaoyin Zhenren was twenty years old, wearing a light green Taoist robe. Her jet-black hair was tied into a simple bun with a wooden hairpin, and her pure and lovely face bore no trace of makeup.

She didn’t have the breathtaking beauty of Yao Qing, but she was the kind of person whose looks grew on you. Her features and face shape matched perfectly, and paired with her ascetic-style Taoist robe, the more you looked, the more appealing she became.

Zhao Yi looked at Miaoyin Zhenren, who was handling the pastries on the table with both hands like a whirlwind, and was left speechless.

"Does Xuanzhen Temple have nothing to eat? Why do you act like a starving ghost?"

Miaoyin Zhenren took a sip of grape wine, swallowed the osmanthus cake she had stuffed in her mouth, and then let out a satisfied burp!

"Boundless Celestial Venerable!"

Miaoyin Zhenren picked up the duster, waved it randomly, and shouted the honorific without any image.

Then she clasped her hands in a Taoist salute, solemnly saying, "The temple is impoverished, there’s no surplus grain overnight, poor Taoist came to seek alms from the Sixth Prince today!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

He didn’t believe a single word she said!

Xuanzhen Temple, unlike other Taoist temples,

Due to the "Mad Dragon Technique," the Great Xia royal family had virile vitality, spreading their seeds far and wide.

After royal family members died, they left behind many widows.

Some women didn’t want to linger in the cold palace, so they sought a temple to become Taoists and cultivate.

And so, the Xuanzhen Temple came into existence.

Although they became Taoists, not everyone was suited for meditating and understanding the Tao.

Some widows couldn’t stay idle and turned their attention to orphans and abandoned children with no one to care for them.

Initially, they just wanted to pass the time, but it unexpectedly bore fruit.

Those orphans grew up to become the most loyal followers of the royal family!

The Xuanzhen Temple has been established for a thousand years, adopting countless orphans and abandoned children.

When those orphans grew up, they continued to spread their branches, incense burning continuously.

The Xuanzhen Temple has quietly built up its strength over a thousand years, its power and foundation so deep that it rivals that of the Great Xia royal family!

Miaoyin Zhenren claiming she was broke, Zhao Yi didn’t even believe the punctuation!

Miaoyin Zhenren had grown up with Zhao Yi, extremely familiar with each other.

Seeing Zhao Yi’s disbelief, she couldn’t be bothered to pretend anymore and simply tossed the duster back onto the table.

Then, she lay back on the soft couch, looking like she had nothing to live for.

"The elders say that now I’m the head of the temple, I should act like it. I can’t be carefree and eat as I please like before!"

After she finished speaking, Miaoyin Zhenren said, full of grievance:

"You have no idea how unreasonable they are!"

"They only allow me to eat three meals a day, and each meal is just greens, with not a trace of meat!"

"Eating greens every day, I’m almost turning into a rabbit!"

At this moment, Huang Ying came in with a roast chicken, and upon hearing Miaoyin Zhenren’s words, she paused and instinctively started to turn back out.

"Stop!"

Miaoyin Zhenren suddenly sat up.

Zhao Yi only saw a blur in front of him, and everything returned to normal in an instant.

Miaoyin Zhenren was still lazily lying on the soft couch.

The difference was,

On the table where the pastries were piled, an entire roast chicken had appeared at an unknown time.

Zhao Yi’s eyes lit up.

Recently immersed in cultivation, he was particularly interested in such mysterious means.

Huang Ying looked at her now empty hands, a bitter expression on her face.

She looked at Miaoyin Zhenren helplessly and said, "Miaoyin sis, why didn’t you say the madams wouldn’t let you eat meat?"

Miaoyin Zhenren replied matter-of-factly, "If I had told you, would you have made it for me?"

Huang Ying decisively shook her head, "Of course not!"

Hearing this, Miaoyin Zhenren had a knowing expression on her face.

She tore off a drumstick from the chicken and started eating it with relish, dissatisfied, "You little girl, I took such good care of you before! Now that you’re enjoying life with the Sixth, you won’t even spare me a roast chicken. We might as well not be sisters!"

Huang Ying made a face at her, then hid behind Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi looked at Miaoyin Zhenren curiously and asked, "How did you do that just now?"

"Wandering Dragon Step!"

Miaoyin Zhenren answered with her mouth full of chicken.

Zhao Yi asked again, "What’s your current realm?"

"Eighth Tier Ascension Realm!" Miaoyin Zhenren said casually.

Her tone was flat, as if she was talking about something ordinary.

To her, being at the Eighth Tier Ascension Realm seemed less important than the drumstick in front of her!

Hiss!

Huang Ying gasped audibly.

She stared wide-eyed at Miaoyin Zhenren, her face looking as if she had seen a ghost!

Zhao Yi, having no concept of cultivation levels, asked Huang Ying, "Is it impressive?"

"Is it impressive?" Huang Ying raised her voice.

"Drop the ’is it’!"

"It’s impressive! Extremely impressive! The kind that’s unparalleled in history!"

"I might say you still don’t understand." Huang Ying said with admiration, "Miao Zhen sis is only two years older than me, I’m only at the third tier of the Qi Movement Realm, and she is already at the eighth tier of the Ascension Realm. Now you know how impressive she is, right?"

After listening, Zhao Yi glanced at the disheveled Miaoyin Zhenren, then at Huang Ying, and said thoughtfully, "Isn’t it possible that it’s not Miao Yin being too strong, but you being too weak?"

Zhao Yi had his reasons for saying this.

Miaoyin Zhenren was famous not for her cultivation level, but for her extensive knowledge.

The Scripture Repository of Xuanzhen Temple had collected all kinds of manuscripts for thousands of years, and it was said that Miaoyin Zhenren had memorized them all.

Zhao Yi had been to the Scripture Repository of Xuanzhen Temple, which held at least a million volumes.

To read through all these books, forget memorizing them, would take decades even if one did nothing else.

In Zhao Yi’s understanding, a person’s energy is limited.

You can’t have it all, and want more!

Miaoyin Zhenren is only twenty years old; even if she did nothing else but read all day, she wouldn’t finish a million books, so how would she have time to cultivate?

The gap between Huang Ying and Miaoyin Zhenren was so vast that Zhao Yi couldn’t think of any other reason besides Huang Ying’s lack of talent.

"I!" Huang Ying nearly exploded.

She wanted to explain that her talent was already extraordinary.

Even in the outside Cultivation Holy Lands, the Saint Heirs in her age group might not reach her level!

Didn’t the monk she was associating with belong to the West Mountain Temple, as the Buddha’s Son?

He was only at the second tier of the Origin Realm!

But in front of Miaoyin Zhenren, Huang Ying couldn’t say these things.

Because compared to Miaoyin Zhenren, she indeed felt inadequate!

Huang Ying gave Miaoyin Zhenren a resentful look, then went to draw circles in the corner.

Comparing oneself to others is truly aggravating!

Miaoyin Zhenren ignored her.

After devouring the roast chicken, Miaoyin Zhenren waved Zhao Yi over.

"Sixth, come over and let your sister take a look!"

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