Chapter 249: We have the right to know the truth

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a group of reporters immediately launched a barrage of questions at Luo Daming:

"May I ask if Baiyun Guan is conducting some kind of secret ritual? The public has the right to know the truth!" "Why keep such a mystery from the outside world? Does this not go against the openness that a religious site should have?" "Don't you think this behavior makes people suspect that Baiyun Guan has ulterior motives?"

These obviously leading and trap-laden questions made the fire in Luo Daming's heart burn even hotter. But years of cultivation allowed him to maintain a final shred of restraint, and he only said coldly: "No comment." Then he turned and left.

However, the video of his masterful light-body technique went viral online, causing a huge stir, especially on foreign social media platforms. Comments in various languages flew in like snowflakes:

One foreign netizen even wrote excitedly: "Born a Huaxia person, die a Huaxia ghost! In this life, I must go to China to learn martial arts! This is the true Eastern martial art I yearn for!"

Another joked: "Magazine emptied, entering sage mode. I've made up my mind for this life, I must join Wudang! If I can't become an Immortal, can't I at least be a martial arts master?"

Although Luo Daming tried his best to maintain order at the scene, the situation continued to deteriorate. More and more people rushed in from all directions; some were livestreaming with long lenses and short cannons, some were holding phones and snapping photos frantically, and others even threatened to organize a collective storming of the Daoist temple.

In the end, the police had to be dispatched on a large scale, setting up a cordon around Baiyun Guan and forcibly evacuating the crowd. But the onlookers continued to come one after another, an endless stream, and the scene was nearly out of control.

In stark contrast to the clamor outside, the interior of Fang Dongtian's room was peaceful and serene. He sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, feeling the surging medicinal power within his body, his eyes filled with unbelievable amazement.

"The quality of this Pill is simply inconceivable..." he muttered to himself, carefully experiencing every change in the medicinal power, "Every trace of medicinal power is extremely pure, without a single impurity. What's even more incredible is that these medicinal powers can actually find the most suitable meridians to travel through on their own, without needing any deliberate guidance. The alchemy skills of the lad Lin Xuan have likely surpassed any alchemist recorded in ancient texts."

The noise from outside drifted in, but Fang Dongtian turned a deaf ear. At such a critical moment, he needed to focus on refining the medicinal power and could not be disturbed by the distractions of the outside world. Years of cultivation had taught him that the more one is in such a situation, the more one must keep their Dao heart like water.

Luo Daming stood at a high point in the Daoist temple, looking at the noisy crowd below, and could not help but sigh deeply. But the most important thing now was to protect Fang Shiye well; he must not let his cultivation be disturbed in any way.

Lin Xuan stood outside the meditation room, calmly watching the chaotic comments on his phone. Various speculations, praises, and doubts were intertwined, forming a unique picture of social life. Zhuge Qing looked at those increasingly extreme remarks, and a trace of worry could not help but rise in his heart. Having experienced the suffering of inner demons, he knew the power of public opinion better than anyone.

"Lin Daozhang, these comments are getting more and more excessive. Should we find a way to stop them?" Zhuge Qing asked tentatively, "I know a few friends who work in the cybersecurity department; they can help handle these remarks."

Lin Xuan turned his head to look at him, his gaze as deep as an ancient well, calm enough to put one at ease: "No need. They are just comments, why bother? True gold fears no fire; let them talk." This detached attitude made Zhuge Qing recall his own past obsession with power, and he could not help but lower his head in shame.

Feng Shayan leaned against the carved wooden window, watching the strange phenomena surging in the sky. Seven-colored auspicious clouds drifted across the horizon like giant dragons, and the brilliant light shone on her beautiful face, adding a touch of mysterious charm to her. She turned to look at Lin Xuan, curiosity flashing in her beautiful eyes: "Lin Daozhang, how long will this phenomenon last?"

"Heaven's secrets are hard to predict." Lin Xuan's tone remained flat, but a trace of depth flashed in his eyes, "It should take a while longer. Fang Shiye is at a critical moment; it is not appropriate to disturb him."

Just then, a burst of urgent cell phone ringing broke the silence in the room. Feng Shayan took out her phone and saw it was her father, Feng Zhenghao. Her brows furrowed imperceptibly, and she walked quickly to the end of the corridor before answering the call.

"Xiao Yan, how is the situation at the scene?" Feng Zhenghao asked straight to the point, his voice carrying both the majesty of the President of the World Association and a trace of concern as a father.

"Dad, it's Fang Shiye of Baiyun Guan who is breaking through." Feng Shayan briefly introduced the current situation, her gaze drifting unconsciously toward Lin Xuan's direction, "The phenomenon is indeed astonishing, but everything is under control. Lin Daozhang and the others are handling it very well."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line; Feng Zhenghao seemed to be thinking about something. "Continue to stay at Baiyun Guan," he finally said, his tone becoming more solemn, "Observe carefully, especially that young Lin Daozhang. His methods have likely exceeded the scope of our understanding."

"Understood, Dad," Feng Shayan replied, a complex light flashing in her eyes. As the eldest daughter of the World Association, she knew the weight of her father's words very well. Baiyun Guan, or rather Lin Xuan, had already attracted the high attention of the entire Outsider world.

And in Fang Dongtian's room, a transformation capable of changing fate was quietly taking place. As he continuously absorbed the medicinal power of the Nine-Turn Qi-Condensing Pill, his entire temperament was undergoing a earth-shaking change. That massive energy surged within his body like rivers flowing into the sea, and every inch of his meridians was washed anew by this power.

"Is this the Pill refined by Lin Xuan?" Fang Dongtian was shocked in his heart, "Simply inconceivable!" He could clearly feel that his hidden injuries from many years were gradually healing under the baptism of this power, and even the hidden dangers left behind by his cultivation deviation in his youth were slowly dissipating.

An unprecedented sense of lightness welled up in his heart; Fang Dongtian felt as if his body had shaken off the shackles of gravity, and every step he took felt like stepping on clouds. That feeling was as if his whole person was about to ascend as an Immortal. His temperament also became increasingly refined, and every gesture he made carried a kind of otherworldly Immortal aura.

"Could this be the legendary 'Ascension'?" Fang Dongtian pondered, "No, the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth today is too thin; wanting to ascend is almost impossible. But..." He looked at his own hands, a trace of anticipation flashing in his eyes, "This level of breakthrough is already the limit in this era, right?"

As Fang Dongtian completely absorbed the medicinal power of the Pill, the strange phenomena in the sky also began to gradually dissipate. The seven-colored auspicious clouds slowly scattered like a receding tide, and the sky returned to its former clarity. But that lingering Spirit Qi remained hovering over Baiyun Guan, adding a touch of mystery to this ancient Daoist temple.