Seeing Wang Yan below, Yu Daochen smiled and immediately lowered the golden dragon.
Upon reaching the ground, Yu Yiyun leaped down from the golden dragon.
Yu Daochen, carrying the Slowpoke, followed closely behind.
Wang Yan clasped his hands together, a smile on his face, "This humble monk greets the little fairy."
Yu Yiyun nodded obediently, cupped her fists, and bowed, "Greetings, Master Wang Yan."
Wang Yan nodded, then looked at Yu Daochen beside him.
Upon seeing him carrying the Slowpoke, he showed a hint of confusion, "Benefactor Yu, what is this?"
Yu Daochen smiled awkwardly and said, "Wang Yan, long time no see."
This Wang Yan was Wang Ming's senior brother, and he had met him a few times.
His strength was no less than Wang Ming's, he was simply low-key.
Wang Yan nodded, his curiosity still piqued, and he couldn't help but ask, "Benefactor Yu, why are you carrying such a large...?"
Yu Yiyun beside him reminded him, "It's a Slowpoke."
Wang Yan nodded awkwardly and smiled, "That's right, it's a Slowpoke."
To be honest, in his impression, Master Yu should have been a very dignified person.
But... his current appearance was indeed a bit much.
Yu Daochen smiled awkwardly, "Master Wang Yan, perhaps I should first find a place to put this Slowpoke."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Wang Yan nodded, looked at his junior brothers beside him, and instructed, "Go, quickly find a place to put this... Slowpoke."
Upon hearing this, the two disciples immediately stepped forward, jointly lifting the Slowpoke and carrying it into the main hall.
Yu Daochen handed it over to them and reminded them, "Little brothers, handle with care!"
The two monks nodded, slowed their movements, and were exceedingly cautious.
With the Slowpoke properly handled, it was time to get straight to the point.
Wang Yan spoke first, inquiring, "Benefactor Yu, is there something important you've come for this time?"
Yu Daochen nodded and said, "Let's discuss further."
Wang Yan nodded and led the way, "Benefactor Yu, please follow me."
Yu Daochen nodded, looked at Yu Yiyun beside him, and smiled, "Girl, your father is going to discuss matters, do you want to come along?"
Yu Yiyun shook her head, her small face full of smiles, "No, I want to stay with Slowpoke."
"Uh..."
Yu Daochen was somewhat helpless. It seemed this little girl truly liked this Slowpoke.
However, seeing her happy appearance made it all worthwhile.
Wang Yan led Yu Daochen towards a small path beside the main hall.
Arriving at a stone pavilion, Wang Yan brewed tea before speaking, "Benefactor Yu, there's no one else here, you can speak freely."
Yu Daochen nodded and asked, "Is Master Wang Yan currently the acting sect leader?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan knew that Master Yu had come for something very important.
But the most important matter now should be about the compass.
With this thought, Wang Yan inquired, "Benefactor Yu, is this about the compass?"
Yu Daochen nodded, "That's right."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "Benefactor Yu, this matter of the compass concerns the entire human realm. Although I am the acting sect leader, this matter still needs to be presided over by that person."
"That person?"
Yu Daochen frowned slightly and asked, "Is it Wang Ming?"
Wang Yan shook his head and began to play coy, "No. Benefactor Yu, please wait here for a moment, I will go invite that person."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daochen was full of curiosity, unsure who Wang Yan was going to invite.
As far as he knew, most of the people who could hold their ground in the Myriad Buddha Temple had already perished.
Only Wang Ming remained.
His current strength was also not weak; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the strongest below the Black List.
And Wang Yan before him was half of that.
However, Yu Daochen did not believe that the Myriad Buddha Temple had no other experts.
Although the Myriad Buddha Temple ranked last among the three major sects, it was because they did not compete.
It was similar to the Celestial Master's Mansion.
Although their high-end combat power seemed to have been wiped out, they had an expert like Li Zhen guarding them.
He refused to believe that the Myriad Buddha Temple lacked such individuals.
Wang Yan left and walked down a small path, while Yu Daochen sat and drank tea.
Counting from now, there were still about two months before those guys from the heavens descended.
Within these two months, the Divine Religion must seize all the compasses.
As for opening the entrance to hell, that would be left to Shi Bingzhi.
But speaking of which, what was happening with that fellow Shi Bingzhi now?
The price for his strength enhancement was the burning of his soul.
This wouldn't do!
He had to find a way to stop him.
But he couldn't think of a way for the moment.
He would have to ask Liu Feng and Qin Muyu.
But those two should still be sulking at him.
If that didn't work... act cute?
Thinking of this, Yu Daochen couldn't help but shiver and rejected this idea.
Acting cute was impossible, it would never happen in this lifetime!
However, after a while, an old monk wearing a patched dark blue monk's robe walked over.
Looking at the approaching old monk, Yu Daochen frowned.
He couldn't sense the old monk's aura at all.
It wasn't because he was too strong, but because there were no traces of cultivation.
He was just an ordinary person.
Yes, an ordinary person, more ordinary than ordinary.
His current strength should have reached the limit that the human realm could accommodate.
He refused to believe that there were people whose aura he couldn't sense.
This old monk was no exception!
But seeing the respectful Wang Yan beside him, Yu Daochen was quite certain that the old man's status was absolutely not low.
Perhaps even higher than Wang Ming.
Just as Yu Daochen was wondering, the old monk slowly spoke, "Wang Yan, you may leave. I will speak with young benefactor Yu alone."
"Yes."
Wang Yan clasped his hands together, replied respectfully, and then turned to leave.
The old monk walked to the front of the stone pavilion. Yu Daochen was about to rise to greet him, but the old monk waved his hand and smiled, "Little benefactor, there's no need to be formal, please sit down and talk."
Yu Daochen nodded, and they sat facing each other.
The old monk did not ask the purpose of Yu Daochen's visit but instead began to introduce himself, "This humble monk's dharma name is Wu Ming. Little benefactor may simply refer to me as Wu Ming."
Yu Daochen nodded, "Alright, Master Wu Ming."
The human realm truly had hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Although he couldn't discern Master Wu Ming's strength, he was definitely on the same level as Li Zhen.
One Wang Yan, one Wu Ming, plus those old immortal families from the Northeast who performed the "Chu Ma Xian" rituals.
Although the human realm was the weakest among the three realms in terms of power, it was not as simple as it appeared.
Master Wu Ming slowly said, "Li Zhen has already visited this humble monk, and I have already guessed young benefactor Yu's plan."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daochen was not surprised.
Master Wu Ming and Li Zhen were both peerless powerhouses; it was impossible for them not to know each other.
They might even be friends.
However, since Master Wu Ming already knew his purpose for coming, everything would be much easier.
Yu Daochen did not speak, waiting for Master Wu Ming to speak first.
His plan could not be revealed to him, but it was enough for him to know that he had a plan and the purpose of his visit.