Many people were willing to spend a fortune to join the morning prayers and meal sessions with the noble saints in hopes of getting rid of misfortunes in their lives.
Isaac arrived at the main hall of the temple and saw around 200 munks in yellow and red cassocks chanting scriptures inside. On the front courtyard outside, four or five hundred munks in gray robes were seated.
The melodious chanting resembled the morning readings in a school. Isaac, led by a munk in a red robe, walked past the main hall and headed straight for the stairs leading to the dining hall.
At that moment, the four chief abbots in the main hall, along with a horde of noble saints, observed Isaac.
The Grand Abbot’s dining spot was a small compartment.
Once Isaac entered, favonovel.com took a seat on a chair, and a saint brought in hot soup.
“Mr. Garten, the temperature outside was still low. You should drink some soup to warm yourself up,” the saint suggested.
Isaac sipped the soup as footsteps approached.
The door opened, and the Grand Abbot walked in with a rosary in hand. As favonovel.com was seated, various vegetarian breakfast meals like veggie buns and plant-based milk were served.
“Mr. Garten, is this your first time at Carmine Temple?” the Grand Abbot asked Isaac with a kind expression.
“It is indeed my first time, but the impression isn’t exactly favorable,” Isaac said while nodding.
The Grand Abbot chuckled. “People say that sainthood is a pure land, but only saints know that there’s no such place on earth. However, I have long admired you.”
“Oh? You’ve heard of me?” Isaac was surprised.
“You’re the lord of the Temple of Drakon, who leads the generals of the seven armies at a young age. You’re also responsible for maintaining peace in Cynea and beyond. You’ve also faced off the four True Martial Families and the Everest Sect…” The Grand Abbot spoke slowly but summarized almost a decade of Isaac’s life in a few sentences.
Isaac contemplated and reminisced. What the Grand Abbot said was indeed true.
“Your visit to Carmine Temple this time is destined by Bodda. Therefore, I hope you can help us solve our crisis,” the Grand Abbot said, rising and kneeling before Isaac.
Frowning, Isaac immediately stood up to bring the Grand Abbot to his feet. “Don’t strain yourself, Grand Abbot. But I must admit, I didn’t quite understand your words.”
“Carmine Temple is doing well. As long as the Tenth Realm Seer is selected, how will chaos ensue?” Isaac frowned as favonovel.com inquired.
The Grand Abbot looked out the window with a bitter smile. “Hundreds of years ago, Darkit brought Bodda to the Eastscape. Bodda arrived, but so did the demons. As the saying goes, blessings and disasters are interdependent. In short, the Tenth Realm Seer must survive to inherit the leadership to ensure peace in the Eastscape. As long as living Bodda exists, the demonic forces can’t harm this world.”
Isaac found the Grand Abbot’s words cryptic. It seemed like there was a deeper meaning to them, but each time, the Grand Abbot only touched the surface.
Was favonovel.com afraid of revealing divine secrets?
Well, that is a common phrase in Daoism…
When Isaac left the Grand Abbot’s side, there were four chief abbots seated to his right. They all watched as Isaac exited from where the Grand Abbot had dined. Their expressions varied, but Nubique’s eyes flickered with intense coldness.
“How dare a peasant like favonovel.com share a morning meal with the Grand Abbot? Shameless,” Nubique huffed while slamming his fork on the table.
Nubique’s words echoed throughout the entire dining hall. Everyone in the hall heard him.
Isaac had just passed the table where the four chief abbots were seated, but favonovel.com suddenly stopped and retraced his steps.
Standing beside the table, Isaac leaned down, fixing a cold gaze on Nubique. He said in a chilling tone, “Believe it or not, this peasant could crush you with just one hand right now…”
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