Stranger Danger

“Wait, the ‘Arhat Divine Art’? Isn’t that the White Horse Temple’s ultimate art? How did the Celestial Market on The Cloud have it? Is it a coincidence, or...?”

He was puzzled not just because the “Arhat Divine Art” was White Horse Temple’s ultimate art. It was also because the previous abbot of the White Horse Temple from about a century ago, the White Elephant Zen Master, had attained the Phala of Arhat through the “Arhat Divine Art” and become a senior of Sages.

In the past, a heretic of the Dark Ways opened a Nine Nethers Rift and summoned the Black Tide. He was attempting to sacrifice a hundred cities to practice his evil art.

White Elephant Zen Master saw this and took action. He singlehandedly held back tens of thousands of Strangers and suppressed the infinite flow of Nine Nethers Demonic Qi using the Arhat Golden God. He saved millions of lives and prevented countless acres of land from being corrupted. In this regard, there was no end to his virtuous achievements.

After the Black Tide receded, a fully depleted White Elephant Zen Master assumed a sitting position and passed away in both body and soul. All he left behind for the world was a three-thousand-meter-tall Arhat golden body. To date, it was a place of pilgrimage for countless Buddhist monks and jianghu people.

Thanks to the White Elephant Zen Master, there was no one in the world who didn’t know about the “Arhat Divine Art”.

However, the “Arhat Divine Art” was also the White Horse Temple’s ultimate art. That was why it wasn’t passed down lightly despite its fame. Only a true disciple of the White Horse Temple could practice it, and only the next abbot could receive its true intent.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for the “Arhat Divine Art” to leak outside. White Horse Temple would never have allowed this to happen.

In reality, Ye Qing was staring at a copy of the “Arhat Divine Art” right now. It wasn’t an incomplete copy either. It was complete. He could scarcely believe it.

Sure, there was the possibility that it was just a martial art that happened to share the same name as the famous “Arhat Divine Art”, but... nah. Ye Qing couldn’t bring himself to believe that.

There was an easy way to clarify this. He could just ask.

So, Ye Qing looked at the woman and asked, “Is this “Arhat Divine Art” the ultimate art of White Horse Temple?”