Naturally, organizing a temple fair isn't just about expanding roads for vendors to set up stalls. Why set up stalls at the temple entrance and even pay for it?

The organizer of the temple fair, Chanlin Temple, must host events that attract crowds.

On the fifteenth, the Water Grove Dharma Assembly takes place, where a group of monks chant sutras for the deceased. By paying a fee, one can have their ancestors' memorial tablets placed in the most prominent position.

People in Yuzhou City joke about it: "Spend thousands of taels of gold to have your ancestors' tablets placed above the Buddha's head."

Wealthy people who care about face naturally want to see their ancestors' memorial tablets placed higher than others.

This is arguably Chanlin Temple's most profitable project, even though it's mocked by the people of Yuzhou City every year, it has never been canceled.

On the sixteenth, there's a martial arts contest for Buddhists, the seventeenth is the Lantern Festival, and on the eighteenth, there's a Buddha parade.

In short, to create excitement, Chanlin Temple is willing to do almost anything, even parading the statue of Luohan around.

The reason they don't parade the Buddha statue is simply that it's too heavy to carry.

They even call it a divine tour to ensure peace and safety.

Although Chanlin Temple is wealthy, populous, and famous, such worldly behavior is universally scorned by other temples.

Today is the first day of the temple fair, and the event is the Water Grove Dharma Assembly.

On the road to the temple fair.

Li Yingling is dressed in a pale yellow embroidered dress, with two pouches hanging from her waist—one black for copper coins and one silver for loose silver.

At this moment, she holds a candied hawthorn in her left hand and a small round fan with a white lotus embroidered on a blue background in her right hand, gently fanning herself.

Countless eyes are unconsciously drawn to this beautiful young girl.

But no one dares to approach her, mostly because of Li Xingtian following behind her.

This cold-faced strong man only needs to glare to make any ill-intentioned person back off instantly.

As a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, just a glance is enough to terrify ordinary people.

Li Xingtian, dressed in a black uniform, carries a sugar storehouse for selling candied hawthorns for his Senior Sister.

"Sorry, these candied hawthorns are not for sale."

Li Xingtian, looking slightly helpless, refused a child who wanted to buy candied hawthorns.

Li Yingling turned her head and saw that the one wanting to buy the candied hawthorns was a six or seven-year-old child. She generously waved her fan and said:

"No problem, Junior Brother, give her a skewer."

The little girl happily took the candied hawthorn, "Thank you, Uncle and Sister."

Li Xingtian was speechless at this, wondering why she called his Senior Sister "Sister" and him "Uncle"?

Does he really look that much older?

Li Yingling smiled with satisfaction and said, "Isn't that little girl adorable?"

"If she were mute," Li Xingtian replied helplessly.

Watching the little girl happily turn to find her parents, Li Yingling nodded in satisfaction and said:

"That comment was very much in Master's style, though if it were Master, he would probably have taken the candied hawthorn back."

Li Xingtian replied, "You're really underestimating Master..."

Li Yingling pouted in displeasure and slightly raised her eyebrows to signal him to look aside.

Li Xingtian turned his head.

In a crowd of beautiful girls, they were all surrounding a handsome young man in white.

The sounds of flirtation were clear even from a distance.

"Where are you staying, Young Master?"

"You're not from Yuzhou City, are you? I haven't seen you before."

"Young Master, I've been feeling pain here recently, could you take a look?"

Seeing this scene, Li Xingtian couldn't help but shake his head and sigh:

"Didn't you insist that Master wear the outfit you gave him before we left? Master said that if he wore that outfit, he'd definitely be surrounded by women."

"I thought he was exaggerating," Li Yingling complained, "Who knew those girls would be so shameless and clingy."

"So much for the sect's team-building, Master ended up team-building with others first."

Li Xingtian withdrew his gaze and said, "Then Senior Sister, you can pull Master back."

"I won't! Look how happy Master is, he'll just blame me later!" Li Yingling said discontentedly, then her eyes suddenly brightened.

Li Yingling saw Yaoqin, with her exceptional grace, slowly walking up the slope not far away.

In a simple lotus white skirt, with smooth black hair adorned with a white jade hairpin, holding a finely crafted white round fan painted with fireflies.

Her excellent temperament and appearance should have made her the focus of the temple fair, yet the surrounding passersby seemed oblivious to her presence.

Moreover, with each step she took, the crowded people automatically made way for her.

Master's unacknowledged beloved has arrived!

Li Yingling chuckled inwardly, thinking it wasn't her fault for not covering for Master, but rather Master who left his disciples behind!

Li Xingtian's gaze quickly locked onto Yaoqin, and he immediately turned around, trying to alert Master.

"Junior Brother," Li Yingling called out to stop Li Xingtian.

Li Xingtian turned, looking at his Senior Sister with a puzzled expression.

Li Yingling covered the lower half of her face with her small fan, speaking in a tempting tone:

"You need to make Master understand that beauty is like a bone-scraping knife."

Li Yingling knew her Junior Brother, as Master put it, was a straightforward man. Although she didn't know what he had experienced, he was particularly wary of women.

Every time he saw Master talking to a woman, he would show a look of pity for Master straying down this path.

Li Xingtian was momentarily stunned by her words, but after a moment of hesitation, he stopped in his tracks.

If it were anyone else, Li Xingtian might ignore it, but if it was his Senior Sister's suggestion...

And it did seem to make some sense.

In any case, if Master got really angry, he could just use Senior Sister as an excuse.

With this thought, Li Xingtian also stopped.

Yaoqin's gaze quickly locked onto the conspicuous Li Xingtian in the crowd—after all, a strong man carrying a sugar storehouse for candied hawthorns was quite noticeable.

With a glance to the side, Yaoqin saw Li Yingling not far away waving at her.

Yaoqin slightly waved her fan in return, then curiously noticed that Chu Xingchen was not nearby.

Li Yingling seemed to understand her confusion from afar and pointed in a direction with her fan.

Yaoqin looked in that direction, seeing the back of a young man in white.

The back was very familiar, and with Li Yingling's guidance, Yaoqin instantly knew who it belonged to.

Well, well, well.

So this is what accompanying disciples to the temple fair looks like?

Yaoqin gripped the white jade fan handle tightly and walked briskly towards Chu Xingchen.

As she got closer, she could hear the women surrounding Chu Xingchen speaking.

"You're truly a master! You're spot on, could you feel my cleavage again and see how my career line is?"

A voluptuous woman in a skirt was almost leaning on Chu Xingchen, her hand ambiguously placed, making it unclear who was taking advantage of whom.

Chu Xingchen looked down at the woman's hand and smiled, "The real career line isn't seen in the hand."

"Then where is it seen?"

A slightly cold voice came through.

Chu Xingchen thought it was a new woman and didn't pay much attention, naturally looking at the woman's ample bosom.

The woman in the skirt blushed slightly and coquettishly said:

"Master, you're so naughty!"

"So that's how you see a career line?"

The cold, slightly angry voice came again, this time very familiar!

Chu Xingchen quickly turned towards the direction of the voice.

He saw Yaoqin staring at him with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.