Chapter 135: Does He Know That Being a Cultivator Will Shatter His Worldview?

I don't need your help with anything; I just see you're very interested here, so I said a few extra sentences.

After Ye Chenjing finished speaking, Lin Meng gave him a suspicious look.

She thought and said, "That's also true; I am indeed quite interested in this Daoist temple, especially after you mentioned there are several very capable Daoist priests here, I'm even more interested."

As Lin Meng finished speaking, her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of someone by the lake ahead.

Taking a closer look, it was an old man with a beard and hair.

He sat cross-legged on a large stone by the lake, in a meditation posture.

Beside him lay a whisk.

A gentle breeze blew, and the whisk's strands fluttered freely in the wind.

Ye Chenjing followed Lin Meng's gaze, examined it, then said:

He is the former temple master of the Little Southern Heaven Daoist Temple, a renowned Daoist master nationwide; it is said his Daoist arts are profound, and some claim he has cultivated beyond the mundane, with a strong physical body and a lifespan longer than ordinary people by one 60-year cycle.

After Ye Chenjing finished speaking, Lin Meng couldn't help but be surprised.

Going by Ye Chenjing's words, isn't this old Daoist practically a cultivator?

What does it mean to have a lifespan longer than normal people by one 60-year cycle?

Living sixty years longer, even taking life-extending pills couldn't sustain that many years.

However, Lin Meng couldn't help but look up at Ye Chenjing, her face showing a strange expression as she probed:

"General Manager, do you believe these rumors?"

Ye Chenjing lowered his head to glance at Lin Meng, unable to tell whether her expression hoped he would believe or not.

Nevertheless, he followed his own thought and shook his head.

"I don't believe them; cultivating the Dao is merely about nurturing body and nature; those rumors are too exaggerated."

Lin Meng nodded, gave no comment, but inwardly thought, "This General Manager is still too naive; this world is far more wonderful than he knows."

If one day he discovers I'm cultivating, I don't know whether his worldview will collapse.

"Let's go; don't disturb this Daoist priest's cultivation."

After Lin Meng finished speaking, she took the lead in retreating from the small lake area, not approaching to disturb.

She had just sensed from afar that the old Daoist priest had no spiritual aura fluctuations, still far from true cultivation.

Although Daoism and cultivation share common origins, there are still significant differences.

In pursuing the natural way of Daoist arts, Daoism is more extensive, cultivating the Dao to benefit all people.

But cultivation focuses more on personal practice, seeking to sanctify the flesh and achieve immortality.

Their Dao is not so extreme; she wants to fly through heaven and earth, to live forever, to have a single thought shake heaven and earth, words followed by law.

Her thoughts drifted away; on the way to the Daoist temple, Lin Meng said nothing more.

Ye Chenjing stayed close by her side; seeing Lin Meng seemed to have an insight, immersed in her own thoughts, he also did not disturb.

Sometimes he feels he can't see through this woman; although she is only in her early twenties, a recent college graduate and a social newcomer, yet in front of him, a person raised on business competition concepts from childhood, she still retains enough mystery to be inscrutable.

Now too, he feels Lin Meng's aura seems to match this place well.

That carefree, unrestrained demeanor, yet with a hint of Daoist sect's unyielding upward resilience, lets her exude a charm sufficient to attract him……

"Is that the Daoist temple over there? It looks rather low-key; did your Ye family fund it?"

Lin Meng suddenly spoke, pulling Ye Chenjing's thoughts back.

Upon hearing that, he shook his head and said:

"At first, no one in the family believed these things, but after some incidents, my grandfather came to believe somewhat."

Although Ye Chenjing didn't say it, Lin Meng still saw a hint of regret and gloom in him.

The incident he spoke of might be related to his parents.

Ye Chenjing seems to have lost both parents since childhood; the greatest incident might be the loss of family members……

Lin Meng opened her mouth, but didn't offer comfort, not knowing where to begin.

At this moment, the two had arrived before the Daoist temple.

Inside, it was already noisy with voices; the guests who should come had mostly entered.

Ye Chenjing made a gentleman's gesture to Lin Meng, and the two slowly entered the Daoist temple's main gate.

Upon entering, the professional venue for the upcoming altar ritual came into view.

Besides that, the spacious main hall already had many prominent figures seated.

The Fang family, as the initiator of this Dharma assembly, took seat in the most conspicuous main position.

Fang Siyao occasionally glanced toward the doorway, hoping that figure would arrive soon.

The empty seat beside her was reserved for Ye Chenjing; the two chairs placed close together were a pair of cloud chairs she deliberately arranged, male and female seated, symbolizing a couple.

Suddenly, Fang Siyao saw Ye Chenjing's figure; he appeared like a deity stepping on clouds, handsome and noble to the point that one couldn't look away.

Fang Siyao was overjoyed and immediately nudged Fang Fang beside her.

"Grandma, General Manager has come; please hurry to invite him over to sit."

Fang Siyao was impatient, yet she knew she was presently nobody; going over now to speak with Ye Chenjing, the other likely wouldn't even glance at her, only adding embarrassment.

Fang Fang looked over, but only caught sight of Lin Meng beside Ye Chenjing at a glance.

Just one glance, Fang Fang furrowed her brows, her heart jolted.

That person is Lin Meng? The investigation said she is clearly just an ordinary rural girl, with average family background, and after graduation she hadn't developed much.

In her view, Lin Meng is at most just a good-looking exterior, but her inner self remains ordinary.

But looking at her now, that is not the case.

Upon entering, this woman radiated brilliance, her temperament and aura completely not inferior to Ye Chenjing's.

The two standing together turned out to be surprisingly well-matched!

Seeing that her granddaughter's eyes were only for Ye Chenjing, and gazing at him with a foolish expression, Fang Fang couldn't help but sigh.

She has eaten more salt than Fang Siyao has eaten rice; as for whether her own granddaughter can succeed with Ye Chenjing, she sees it clearly.

Ye Chenjing is already extraordinarily outstanding; one could say that in the next hundred years it would be impossible for a more outstanding young man to appear.

As for her granddaughter, although her family background can match Ye Chenjing's, her own abilities and foreseeable achievements fall far short of Ye Chenjing's, not even by a hair.

I originally thought that Lin Meng was just a vase.

But Fang Fang, who has seen countless people, still saw at a glance that Lin Meng was not ordinary.

"Grandma, don't just stand there, quickly go invite General Manager."

Fang Siyao, in a hurry, pushed Fang Fang with all her strength, almost pushing the old lady off the chair.

This scene happened to be seen by Lin Meng; she had never seen the head of the Fang family, so she naturally didn't recognize her.

But she had seen Fang Siyao, and immediately guessed the identity of that elderly woman.

That Fang Siyao is really spoiled; she dares to throw a tantrum even in such an occasion, and doesn't even restrain her young lady temper.

Fang Fang almost fell over, instantly flew into a rage, and gave Fang Siyao a fierce glare.

"What are you doing! Fang Siyao, I warn you to mind the occasion!"

That low growl finally brought Fang Siyao back to some semblance of reason, but her inner feelings remained extremely anxious.

Among the wealthy and influential families that came, many were those who wanted to marry into the Ye family.

If she doesn't take the initiative and act quickly, the position of Madam Ye might end up belonging to someone else.

Fang Fang, angry at her lack of competitiveness, said, "Today you must be composed and steady; you cannot be reckless at the blessing ceremony!"

After saying that, Fang Fang still rose, suppressing her anger, and walked toward Ye Chenjing.

But just then, a cheerful exclamation rang out, jarringly out of place.

"Lin Meng? It's really you! We actually managed to meet here; what a fate!"