Chapter 297: 238: The Skynet and Treasures Everywhere
"The Buddha’s hand-eyes that broaden wisdom can see through heaven, and everything is within his expectation," said the gaunt monk with long earlobes and a bronze complexion, his voice calm.
"What a pity..." the fat monk shook his head and sighed, "A person of such bravery may not be born in an entire era. Like Solban the Great Khan, he is a peerless prodigy who truly deserves his reputation. However, he will soon fall in this secret place and become one with the dust, which is truly regrettable."
"What’s there to pity," the gaunt monk said with a cold smile, "Offending our Buddha and still wishing for a good end? It’s not that easy."
"True!" said the fat monk, his expression becoming resolute, as he withdrew his gaze from the battlefield.
"Since we have now confirmed the news here, we should not delay and leave quickly to avoid further complications," the gaunt monk urged.
"Alright!" the fat monk nodded.
He took one last look at the battlefield, and then turned around, leaving with his junior brother.
Deep within Skull Plain, within an ancient temple of white walls and red tiles where incense smoke curled up and the sound of bells echoed, age-old Buddha statues covered with moss basked in the golden sunlight. The fat and gaunt monks passed on the news they had heard and seen to a burly staff-wielding master waiting outside the temple gate.
The staff-wielding master nodded slightly and exchanged a few words with them.