Corpse Recovery Diver

Finally, it was Lin Shuyou's father.

With the old man leading the way, he had nothing to worry about. After kowtowing, his forehead began to sweat profusely.

Next, the door to the room opened and the Lin family disciples outside came in one by one to kowtow.

It was very clear that the closer the blood relationship with Lin Shuyou, the more immediate the feedback after kowtowing.

This also meant that those with more distant blood ties needed to exert more effort to invite the child to descend and possess them.

Although the True Monarch System strengthened the individual's power, it also brought developmental drawbacks.

Li Zhiyuan didn't intend to transform all officials into True Monarchs, as that would undoubtedly lock the future development potential of the officials.

However, the Lin Family had long been considered a part of them due to their relationship with Lin Shuyou.

To maintain one's influence at all times in the reorganized officials, a force belonging directly to oneself must exist within.

With Chen Shoumen as an outsider additionally representing the traditional officials, both coexisting within the Lin Family Temple meant that this temple equaled Li Zhiyuan's Sea-Stabilizing Needle embedded within the new official system.

In the past, Lin Fu'an had great vision and charisma, and later he and Chen Shoumen discreetly kept secrets; now, they've finally obtained what they've long yearned for.

Opportunities depend on whether you have the qualifications to seize them.

Evidently, Lin Shuyou's grandfather and master greatly satisfied the youths over there.

If Li Zhiyuan decides to go public, then the Lin Family Temple would genuinely become a force under the Dragon King Sect.

White Crane True Monarch: "What are you still hesitating for? Merge those three small temples for me!"

Soon, a group of Lin Family disciples rushed out of the temple gates, splitting into three groups, directly heading for the three small temples.

The foundation of the Lin Family Temple was already much larger than theirs, and the quality and quantity of disciples vastly surpassed them. The prior decline was merely due to the recent difficulty in divination.

Now, the tide had turned.

Each group of disciples halted before the opponent's temple gates and collectively performed divination.

"Invite the White Crane True Monarch!"

"Invite the White Crane True Monarch!"

Lin Shuyou, sitting inside the Lin Family Temple inner room, could only feel the power within him being constantly drawn away.

White Crane Child: "It's been a long time since being summoned through divination; I really miss this feeling."

When Lin Shuyou needed it, the White Crane Child could focus all his power to respond, but normally, he could distribute his power elsewhere to do odd jobs.

Lin Shuyou took out a painting from his backpack.

Lin Fu'an accepted and opened it. The painting depicted the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

However, the Bodhisattva's appearance was deliberately altered by Li Zhiyuan, drawn as Sun Baishen.

Lin Shuyou: "Grandfather, Master, immediately reproduce this painting and replace the Bodhisattva portraits and even the statues in our temple."

Lin Fu'an: "I have contacts in other temples that trust me. Should they also make the change?"

Lin Shuyou: "Yes."

Chen Shoumen: "The White Crane True Monarch statue also needs to be remade, right?"

Lin Shuyou: "Rebuild it. Place it beneath the Bodhisattva statue, but leave one position vacant on the Bodhisattva's Lotus Platform."

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen exchanged a glance, both understanding who that vacant spot should be reserved for.

In the future, if that Jiang succeeds and becomes a Dragon King, their temple might also need to enshrine a Dragon King statue.

The ethereal deities may be lofty, but in this Jianghu, the saying holds truer: better a local governor than a distant official.

Lin Shuyou stood up, his mind recalling the movements Brother Bin taught him before parting.

With left hand behind his back, his right hand raised forward, straightening his chest and lifting his head, he spoke with a determined gaze and deep voice:

"These sneaky culprits attempt to overthrow and enslave us officials, truly turning the heavens upside down!

From this day forward, our Lin Family Temple will first fly the banner:

'Revere the Bodhisattva as orthodox, and reorganize the officials!'

…

"That Li is still impressive, isn't he, Tan Dabao? You definitely didn't expect this outcome from the start, right?"

Zhao Yi, sitting on the floor, had pierced a blood hole at the center of his forehead and placed a cotton wick within, lighting it.

This flame was quite strange; although it burned, it emitted very little light.

And lying on either side of Zhao Yi, Liang Yan and Liang Li were bathed in radiant glows.

In terms of talent, Zhao Yi only admired that Li.

Li Zhiyuan would even stop specifically to retrospectively deduce Zhao Yi's latest advances, recognizing Zhao Yi in this way too.

As birds pass, they leave feathers. This is the nature of such people.

The simplest and most direct expression is they learn anything swiftly.

This "Heavenly Lamp lighting" was a secret skill invented by his ancestor Zhao Lu Hai, which Zhao Yi, having observed, managed to master.

Now, using this method, he was healing the Liang sisters.

In the previous wave, he'd "exterminated an entire family" and gained substantially, his current actions being a sort of merit redistribution.

Undoubtedly, being able to go so far showed the Liang sisters held significant importance in Zhao Yi's heart.

They were still silly women coaxed into the group by him, but he was unwilling to abandon them.

The big brother stood in front, maintaining communication.

At this point, Tan Wenbin's voice came through the big brother:

"Mm, I thought we were merely enforcing intervention by the Orthodox identity to steal the limelight, but until Brother Xiao Yuan directly told us the arrangement, I truly hadn't anticipated Brother Xiao Yuan's strategic setup."

"It's normal you're surprised. Although in Jianghu, a strong fist is common sense, when your fist is sufficiently strong and you can simultaneously hoist an unquestionably rightful banner, then you're invincible!"