Chapter 391: The Mountain God Temple! The Cat General! Aiding the Wicked!
The entire city of Wei City grew smaller and smaller beneath Li Yanchu’s feet. He was traveling swiftly, riding the clouds through the sky with his Cloud-Riding Immortal Art propelling him eastward.
Mountains and rivers stretched beneath him like a painted scroll.
After about an hour, he descended upon the peak of a mountain. Dense trees lined both sides, their leaves whispering in the wind like ghostly murmurs, as though something was quietly waiting for travelers to step into its trap.
Li Yanchu thought for a moment, then calmly set foot on the moss-covered stone steps leading upward.
At the top stood an ancient temple built from green bricks. There should have been grand doors once, but now they were long gone.
The place felt aged and abandoned; not entirely ruined, but clearly neglected for many years. Dust blanketed the inside, while fallen leaves carpeted the outside.
It had clearly been deserted for a very long time.
Rustle, rustle...
In the silent mountain, Li Yanchu’s steps crunched against the dry leaves as he entered the old temple. Above the entrance hung a weathered plaque, the faint outlines of three words barely visible: Mountain God Temple.
Once, those gilded letters must have gleamed bright gold majestically.
Inside, in the center of the hall, stood a mud statue of the deity: a human body with the head of a cat. The statue was covered in dust and cracks.
This was supposed to be a sacred shrine for a guardian mountain god, a place of incense and blessings. Yet, with its decay and silence, even under the daylight it gave off a sinister chill, a weight pressing down on the heart like an invisible stone.