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Walking along, Chen Qingyuan pondered.

When he first arrived at the Buddhist Sect, the Old Monk had said, "You are fated with our Buddha."

Now hearing similar words again, it was hard for Chen Qingyuan not to overthink.

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With this belief, Chen Qingyuan quickened his pace.

"Why do I feel so exhausted?"

Chen Qingyuan felt weak all over, as if an unknown force had drained his strength, unaware of what had transpired while he was in that mysterious state.

He continued walking until he reached the front hall of Tianxu Temple, where he finally slowed down.

"Little Donor, why the rush?"

The Old Monk walked alongside Chen Qingyuan, smiling.

The other monks wanted to follow, but the Old Monk sent them away, forbidding anyone from tailing them.

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