[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-directed-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b":3,"chapter-directed-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b-directed-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b-chapter-337":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Directed Leakage of Inner Voice: I Pretended to Be a God Undergoing Tribulations",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1198039,1541,"Chapter 337","directed-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b-chapter-337",337,"\u003Cp>Sitting below her was a figure who acted as the leading voice for the Buddhist and Daoist factions not just in the capital, but across the entire Great Yan dynasty: Master Liaoyuan, the abbot of Baoye Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been agreed not to tell the monks of Baoye Temple, but the news spread so widely that Master Liaoyuan still found out. He was among the very first to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liaoyuan was a plump monk with a round, fair-skinned face and a shiny bald head bearing nine precept scars. When he smiled, he looked incredibly benevolent, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Fuguang glanced at the string of red sandalwood prayer beads draped over his chubby hand, wondering if this man truly adhered to a strict vegetarian diet year-round without touching a morsel of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, seeing that he was plump but not greasy, she figured he might just have a large appetite or be the type of person who gained weight just from drinking water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting next to Liaoyuan was Daoist Qingcheng from the True Immortal Temple. This Daoist Qingcheng was also Xuanmingzi's junior martial brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Daoist Qingcheng was Xuanmingzi's junior, he looked much older than Xuanmingzi did now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He appeared to be around the same age as Liaoyuan, roughly in his fifties. Dressed in a cyan Daoist robe, he possessed a transcendent, immortal-like aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fly whisk tucked at his waist was identical to the one Xuanmingzi carried. It was said to have been personally bestowed by their master, with each disciple receiving one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist Qingcheng, whom Yue Fuguang was secretly judging for looking old, had long noticed that for the past half year or so, every time he saw his senior martial brother, the man seemed younger than the last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His transcendent, otherworldly temperament had also deepened compared to the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist Qingcheng glanced at Yue Fuguang, who exuded a natural divine aura, and could not help but wonder: was staying by her side truly that nourishing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had just been these two men, they would not have been able to get her to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason Yue Fuguang was willing to leave her beloved reclining chair was that her master had also arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Fuguang personally poured a cup of tea for Qingxuan and handed it over. Master, when did you arrive in the capital? Why didn't you let me know in advance so I could send someone to pick you up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your master came to the capital a few times in my younger years. I know the way. Why would I need you to send someone? Qingxuan carefully examined her little disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been over a year since Fuguang left the Daoist temple. The disciple standing before her had blossomed so much that even her own master could barely recognize her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingxuan sighed inwardly. Children really did change drastically as they grew. It seemed the child had not suffered any hardships over the past year, which gave her some peace of mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the lotus mark on her disciple's forehead, others might not know, but how could she not? During her three years at the temple, the girl had always covered her forehead with thick bangs. But when Qingxuan had first saved her and cared for her through her illness for so long, she knew very well that the lotus mark had not been there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although her disciple had changed a lot over the past year, her lazy streak was exactly like Qingxuan's own. Qingxuan was absolutely certain that this was her disciple and she had not been swapped with an imposter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just did not know what method the little girl had used to get such an incredibly spiritual mark. Looking at it for too long even gave Qingxuan the illusion of wanting to bow in worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she had even grown a golden lotus, something neither the Buddhist nor Daoist factions possessed. Her title as a divine maiden was becoming increasingly solidified. Thinking of this, Qingxuan could not help but worry about her disciple's future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being elevated so high meant that if she ever failed to answer their prayers in the future, the very people who praised her would trample her just as hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lived for over thirty years, Qingxuan knew better than anyone that the human heart was the most fickle thing of all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since you are here, Master, you must stay with me for a few more days. Your quarters are in the courtyard right next to the garden. If you want to see the golden lotus, you can do so anytime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For ​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‍this person who had pulled her up during her most difficult times, rescued her from a fiery pit, and given her a place to stay, keeping her from sleeping on the streets when she first arrived in this strange world, Yue Fuguang was deeply grateful and genuinely wanted to repay her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, Qingxuan was a free-spirited and easygoing person. Because they shared the same lazy traits, the master and disciple had a deep mutual appreciation for each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given her laziness, traveling thousands of miles to come here was truly a difficult feat for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingxuan smiled and nodded. Even if you hadn't said anything, your master didn't plan on going back so soon. The journey here nearly exhausted me to death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Qingxuan had considered the potential troubles her disciple might face in the future, how could she leave with peace of mind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still having a few connections, she naturally had to stay behind so she could lend a hand when it mattered most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Junior Sister Qingxuan say this, Daoist Qingcheng's mouth twitched. If he hadn't specifically sent someone to fetch her, how could this junior sister have ever come to the capital?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had heard from the people who went to pick her up that she was only willing to travel thirty or forty miles a day. Any more than that, and she would complain of exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting in a carriage, she didn't even have to walk herself. He had no idea what she was so tired from. A journey of less than a thousand miles had been dragged out for over a month before she finally arrived in the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Fuguang then looked at Liaoyuan, Daoist Qingcheng, and Xuanmingzi. Since you are all here, why don't you join my master and me in the garden to see the golden lotus?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system had said that the golden lotus's blooming period was about a month and a half. It had already been blooming for nearly a month, so every viewing was truly one less chance to see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By mid-August, when the sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes were harvested, the golden lotus would also wither. As for the lotus petals, Yue Fuguang had not yet figured out how to use them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time when the flower withered was when its fragrance would be the strongest and its medicinal properties the most potent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amitabha!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May the Heavenly Lord of Limitless Blessings preserve us!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning sunlight shone upon the golden lotus, making its entire body radiate a holy, golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people were all leading figures of the Buddhist and Daoist factions in Great Yan, so their spiritual sensitivity was naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. Ever since stepping into this garden, every breath they took made them feel as though their bodies were being purified from the inside out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren't for the inappropriate time and place, Liaoyuan and the others would have loved to sit on the ground and not get up until the flower withered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what they thought, but Liaoyuan and Daoist Qingcheng dared not act presumptuously in front of this True Immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, it was the nobles of the capital who flattered them, but here, they were the ones who had to carefully flatter her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist Qingcheng glanced back at his Junior Sister Qingxuan, who was smiling so brightly at the golden lotus that her eyes were mere slits. He was truly envious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This junior sister of his, who had always loved slacking off on her cultivation since childhood, had incredibly good luck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Fuguang ordered her servants to set out fruits, tea, and pastries in the Lotus Heart Pavilion, and added two extra ice basins since her Master Qingxuan was most afraid of the heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Liaoyuan and Daoist Qingcheng could not bear to stray too far from the golden lotus, Yue Fuguang simply placed cushions for them in the corridor and left them to their own devices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then pulled her master and Xuanmingzi into the pavilion to enjoy the cool breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking a cup of lotus leaf tea, Qingxuan leaned close to Yue Fuguang and whispered, Fuguang, is it just your master's imagination, or does it feel like a lot of my travel fatigue has faded in just this short amount of time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Fuguang gave her a mysterious smile. Master, why do you think so many high-ranking officials and nobles want to flock to my garden?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even among thieves big and small, the two commanders, He Jin and Dai Yuxing, had led their guards to capture over a dozen people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from three or five nameless petty thieves, the rest were all notorious master thieves in the martial world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Poison Young Master, the only remaining active member of the Three Eccentrics, had appeared near the villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yue Fuguang thought that if this person was really targeting her golden lotus, it wouldn't be long before he went to the heavenly prison to reunite with Drunken Rakshasa and Poison Widow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With so many people scheming for her golden lotus, surprisingly not a single one had noticed that the crops grown on her estate were different from those elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>",1633,"2026-06-03T13:48:58.495Z",1,"novelbin.me","8a949163b254da33db51dd48f44337c31f61ba310de379e33000f516ffb8d59c","directed-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b-chapter-211","directed-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b-chapter-336",347,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdirected-leakage-of-inner-voice-i-pretended-to-b-cover.jpg"]