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One day, rising early, Sun Rongniang was serving her husband and Qin Niang breakfast downstairs. Qin Niang was bustling about, and Sun Rongniang showed no signs of complaint, attending to them with great care.
Sang Qingxiao couldn't bear to watch any longer. After taking a seat, she called Sun Rongniang over, placing a bowl and chopsticks in front of her. "Sit down and eat with me."
Sun Rongniang sensed her good intentions and calmly took a seat. "You little girl, you have quite a soft heart."
"Don't persuade me," Sang Qingxiao replied. She knew that her relationship with him could not continue any longer, but she still felt reluctant to let go after more than ten years of emotions; it wasn't something that could be easily severed.
As for the scene just now, she understood that their commands were merely to help her let go sooner and break free from this relationship. Sun Rongniang sighed softly at the end, "It should be soon, right?"
Outside the temple, a long line had already formed early in the morning. Sang Qingxiao thought she had arrived early enough but found herself positioned quite far back in the queue, with more people continuously gathering behind them.
Due to the large crowd, the temple implemented time limits for entry and repeatedly reminded everyone not to make loud noises. Sang Qingxiao calculated the number of people and the time; it seemed unlikely she would get in today.
Just as she was about to discuss a plan, someone approached her. "You're from out of town, right? If you're eager to meet the immortal, I can help."
Sang Qingxiao was intrigued. "How can you help?"
"We have people ahead in line," the stranger replied.
"Oh, scalpers! It's interesting that even in ancient times, people had such entrepreneurial minds."
"What are the prices like?"
"Naturally, the further up you go, the higher the price. The very front position will allow you in with the next wave, but the cost..."
Qi Xiaomian tossed a small gold nugget, and the scalper's expression instantly turned extremely flattering as he led them a short distance forward while eagerly advising them on many things, striving to ensure his service matched the value of the gold nugget.
In the end, he even recommended himself. "Seeking immortals is not something that can be done overnight. If you need queue services again, you can make an appointment in advance; you can enter whenever you want. I guarantee you'll only wait half a tea's time."
"When it comes to reserving spots, we are professionals. Also, we have some information-gathering services if you're interested."
Qi Xiaomian waved his hand dismissively before the other could finish speaking; at least he was perceptive enough not to be bothersome.
As they settled into their new position, the temple doors opened. The previous group exited just as they entered.
Once inside, it felt like two different worlds existed on either side of the door. Outside was bustling with noise while inside was eerily quiet. The believers entering adhered strictly to customary rules, silently following their usual paths.
From the entrance to the main hall, they twisted and turned, with not a single guide in sight, relying solely on the accompanying Believers to lead the way. Aside from their group, the interior was empty. It wasn't until they reached the front of the main hall that they spotted an old woman sweeping.
Her face was lined with wrinkles, her back hunched, and her eyes clouded—she was blind.
How was she able to sweep away every fallen leaf with such precision?
Sang Qingxiao stepped closer to offer support, probing gently. She sensed that the old woman had no martial power and was not a demon; despite her frail appearance, her body seemed surprisingly sturdy.
"Let me help you," Sang Qingxiao said.
But the old woman shrugged off her hand, coldly turning away.
Sang Qingxiao's actions drew attention among the group, prompting someone to lower their voice and sneer, "The Lou Old Woman serves in the hall—a privilege that many would covet. She has divine beings looking after her; what need does she have for your false kindness?"
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