Heavenly phenomena descended from the sky, causing Song Sisi to pause in awe. Though she had previously witnessed the Secret Realm and seen Mutant Beasts, she still could not imagine that a group of monks chanting together could achieve such a thing.
"What's going on?" Song Sisi looked at Monk Duren and asked curiously.
"Of course, it's a good thing," Monk Duren smiled and said, "Do you remember that when Ye Qiu sealed the entrance to the Secret Realm, those tourists he saved daily came to the Shaolin Temple to pray for him?
Perhaps to you, it was merely a simple wish, but here at Shaolin Temple, it's not that simple. During the act of praying, a kind of power of faith takes shape and remains within the temple."
"The golden streams you see now are the so-called power of faith. Great Success Abbot, leading the senior monks in chanting, intends to gather this power of faith. It seems they plan to cleanse Ye Qiu's body with it!"
As Monk Duren's words faded, the next moment!
Swish swish swish! Swish swish swish!
Rays of golden streams, like meteors, swiftly flew into Ye Qiu's room, entering his body.
A few seconds later, Ye Qiu's body was enveloped in a faint golden glow!
"Let's go."
Monk Duren glanced at Song Sisi and continued, "Ye Qiu's spiritual power is severely depleted and will take at least three days to recover, but he is already safe. All we need to do now is wait patiently."
"Mm."
Song Sisi nodded slightly, turned around, and returned to the room arranged by Shaolin Temple earlier, where she instantly fell asleep.
These days, she had been extremely anxious for Ye Qiu and was truly exhausted.
Three days later.
Morning.
Warm sunlight streamed through the window, casting mottled light and shadow over Ye Qiu.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu's eyelids twitched twice!
A dozen seconds later, he, who had been unconscious for three days, finally slowly opened his eyes!
"This feeling is really comfortable..."
Ye Qiu stretched lazily, feeling deeply reposeful, a faint smile creeping onto his lips.
"Donor Ye, you're awake."
Great Success Abbot pushed open the door and entered with Song Sisi.
Seeing Ye Qiu sitting up in bed, Song Sisi became instantly excited, rushing forward to embrace him, "Thank goodness, thank goodness, you've finally woken up..."
Song Sisi was so excited she was incoherent. When she heard Ye Qiu might be trapped in the Secret Realm for three months, she couldn't bear the thought.
At that time, her mind was constantly imagining the various ordeals Ye Qiu might go through.
Song Sisi could hardly imagine what her life would be like if she never saw Ye Qiu again.
"I'm fine, just a bit weak, a little rest will heal me, no need to worry."
Ye Qiu gently patted Song Sisi's shoulder, comforting her softly.
Then, he looked up at Great Success Abbot and asked, "Abbot, the Jade Pendant that Monk Duren gave me earlier had a Shao character on it. I wanted to ask if he is from the Shao Family?
Of course, if it's inconvenient for the Abbot to say, you need not—after all, it's not a particularly important matter."
"Why wouldn't I say?" Great Success Abbot, delighted by Ye Qiu's recovery, casually found a chair, sat down, and smilingly said to Ye Qiu, "You're right, Monk Duren is indeed from the Shao Family, and his status there is quite extraordinary; he is the heir of the Shao clan within the Hidden Clan.
This time he accompanied you to Shaolin Temple to enter the Secret Realm, seeking further breakthroughs. He didn't expect his stubbornness would lead to disaster, but fortunately, Donor Ye intervened timely to resolve the crisis."
"Donor Ye has just awoken; he still needs plenty of rest. I won't disturb you further. We'll talk later."
With that, Great Success Abbot stood up and left.
Song Sisi still lay in Ye Qiu's arms, and after ten or so minutes, she fell asleep.
Seeing her sleep soundly, Ye Qiu didn't disturb her, just sat on the bed.
However, after sitting for a while, Ye Qiu suddenly frowned, feeling something at his chest's location.
"Could it be obtained at the Altar?"
Ye Qiu muttered to himself and, after holding Song Sisi for over twenty minutes and ensuring she was deeply asleep, carefully placed her on the bed.
Then, he stepped out of the room, found an empty pavilion, and took out the item from his chest.
"A handwritten manuscript?"
Glancing at the manuscript, Ye Qiu paused then quickly realized it must be a gift from the Altar.
The manuscript gave off an ancient aura, somewhat worn, yet faintly exuding a supreme majesty.
On its surface was a big Shao character.
"It looks like this manuscript should be a type of secret manual belonging to the Shao Family. If I'm right, Monk Duren entered the Secret Realm this time for this manuscript."
Ye Qiu muttered to himself, convinced that the manuscript's content could significantly enhance one's strength!
This is undoubtedly a priceless treasure beyond belief!
Faced with such a treasure, Ye Qiu was naturally tempted, but he carefully put away the manuscript without casually flipping through even a page.
A gentleman loves wealth, but acquires it by the righteous way.
This has always been Ye Qiu's principle.
Although the manuscript was indeed bestowed upon Ye Qiu by the Altar, Ye Qiu knew well that it belonged to the Shao Family and Monk Duren!
Thus, even if it had been granted by the Altar, Ye Qiu couldn't claim it as his own!
After securing the manuscript, Ye Qiu inquired about Monk Duren and directly handed the manuscript back, saying, "Brother Duren, this is your Shao Family's treasure, now returning it to you. I haven't read a single word within.
"The manuscript!!!"
Seeing the manuscript in Ye Qiu's hand, Monk Duren, always calm and indifferent, actually shouted excitedly, nearly jumping up!
"Ye Qiu, you— you actually obtained this manuscript!"
"This— this— this is simply a miracle!"
"I truly didn't expect that our Shao Family's ancestors, who strove for decades, even centuries, to gain the Secret Realm Altar's recognition to obtain this manuscript of crucial importance, none succeeded, but you actually did!"
"Ye Qiu, do you really want to give it to me? This manuscript was granted to you by the Altar; even if you're not a Shao Family member, you can possess it, and your strength could be immensely elevated."
Monk Duren stared intently at Ye Qiu, profoundly shocked! Not just because Ye Qiu obtained the manuscript, but more importantly, such a priceless treasure hadn't been glanced at by Ye Qiu, who chose to return it—such a fortitude, how many people in the world possess it?
The Demon King remains Demon King!