The resplendent glazed tiles glimmered with dazzling light under the glow of the sunset, akin to a brilliant star river ignited among the mountains.

Before the temple gates, a golden dragon spiraled and stood guard, carved so lifelike, exuding majesty and solemnity.

By the time Su Tu and the others arrived, quite a number of pilgrims had already queued up outside, the surging crowd piling ahead indicating the thriving incense worship at the Dragon Nurturing Temple.

"How long do we have to wait..."

Shang Zichun looked at the crowd ahead, somewhat baffled. She wasn't the one to pray or worship Buddha, hardly ever visiting such places, never witnessing such scenes.

Su Tu glanced around, realizing that with the current number of people, they might not get through even by nightfall.

"Mom, why don't we back out?"

Su Tu knew his mother's temperament; regardless of how interested she was, if there was a queue, she would turn and leave.

Thinking it would be the same this time, he was surprised when Shang Zichun shook her head: "Forget it, let's wait and see."

"I heard the protective talismans from the Dragon Nurturing Temple are very effective, and Mom wants to get one for you."

Su Tu was momentarily stunned upon hearing this. Many mothers in the world are like this; regardless of their character, they change everything about themselves when it comes to their children.

Although Shang Zichun never really said much about it, she was actually quite worried about Su Tu stepping into the Martial Arts Dao.

However, she knew her son's disposition; instead of preventing him, which would lead to Su Tu cajoling her and secretly practicing martial arts, she chose to support him.

But the worry hidden in her heart was never once halted.

Having traveled far and wide, she knew the dangers of the Martial Arts Dao, and this visit to the Celestial City Star, shopping was just an excuse; the actual purpose was to come to the Dragon Nurturing Temple to seek a protective talisman for her son.

Never having prayed or worshiped Buddha, for her son, she now wished to express her devotion before the Buddha.

Su Tu felt a flood of emotions in his heart.

"The protective talismans from the Dragon Nurturing Temple are effective, but very hard to get, with less than a hundred available each month."

A woman standing ahead of Shang Zichun turned around and said.

"What?? With so many people queuing, how can we possibly get one??" Shang Zichun was astonished.

The woman smirked: "That depends on fate; while it's said to be given to those with destiny, in truth, if you have power or background, you don't have to queue."

"The Dragon Nurturing Temple is a Martial Temple; besides one's background, they highly regard a Martial Artist's talent. If a prodigy from the Martial Arts Dao were to come, they'd even have someone to specially welcome them. Previously, a prodigy ranked over 90 on the Celestial Pride List came for incense, and the abbot personally greeted them."

"Unfortunately, my son is not promising. He only got into a regular academy this martial exam, no matter how much I advised him."

The woman kept rambling, "I tell you, kids need to be strictly managed; the stricter the control, the better the results."

Shang Zichun glanced at Su Tu after hearing this, then gently stroked her son's head.

"What's most important is that the child is happy."

"Our various expectations are burdensome for them; they are too tired. Children are free entities; they should do what they want. He is not the latter part of my life's journey, and he doesn't need to bear our demands, just live happily."

Shang Zichun began to speak.

Upon hearing this, the woman ahead of them changed her expression, obviously displeased because Shang Zichun didn't follow her narrative, feeling her dignity was challenged.

She turned around, muttering very quietly, "Hmph, free? Looks like a dropout, just pretending."

However, the moment her words fell.

Dong!!!

A deafening bell rang out from within the Dragon Nurturing Temple. As a Martial Temple, when a prodigy visits for the first time, it triggers the Martial Bell to ring. The higher the prodigy's talent, the more times the bell rings, and the brighter the sound becomes.

"Another prodigy is visiting!!"

"Last time, that initial ranking prodigy over 90 made the Martial Bell sound once. How many times will it ring this time?"

"Hard to say, each sound of the Martial Bell represents a level of talent; even Mu Wuyang, ranked third on the initial list, only made it ring eight times!!"

"Don't talk, don't talk, look quickly, where is that prodigy!!"

Many pilgrims exclaimed excitedly.

Dong Dong Dong!!!

The bell sound grew brighter, eventually echoing like a thunderbolt in the sky!

Three times, four times, five times!

The bell didn't stop, continuing to ring. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but shrink, not expecting a prodigy of such a level to visit the Dragon Nurturing Temple today.

Many pilgrims peered around, trying to place the prodigy that set off the bell's incessant ringing.

Dong!!!

When the eighth bell rang, all the pilgrims widened their eyes involuntarily, unable to believe their ears.

"It's eight rings!!"

"My gosh!! That's at least a top ten prodigy on the initial list!!"

"Who is it, where exactly are they??"

However, in that instant, BOOM!!!

A bell sound exploded, as if blasting open in everyone's hearts!!

The ninth bell!!!!

All the pilgrims were rendered speechless, nine bells!! The ninth bell!!

That surpassed the third-ranking prodigy on the initial list!!

In Buddhist lore, nine is the pinnacle; in nearly a hundred years, the Martial Bell ringing nine times has only occurred five times, and those five individuals have now all trodden to the peak of the sky!!

Thinking of such an existence possibly being among them, all the pilgrims couldn't help but grow excited.

Just then, the gates to the Dragon Nurturing Temple suddenly opened, countless golden clouds billowed across the sky, and monks exited the temple, their expressions sacred.

An elderly monk with white hair and beard stepped out solemnly, with those shrewd enough recognizing the current abbot of the Dragon Nurturing Temple standing slightly behind him, demonstrating his status.

The golden clouds glittered above, moving slowly, seemingly searching for something.

Everyone held their breath watching the golden clouds, for they were the Martial Bell Buddhist Clouds, which only the supreme prodigy who triggered the bell had the right to be enshrouded by!

But just then!!

Another change arose!!

Boom!!!!

Within the Dragon Nurturing Temple, another bell sound blasted forth!!!

This sound changed the color of heaven and earth, with the Buddhist clouds in the sky bursting instantly and transforming into countless golden rays, painting the entire sky in gold.

Instantly, the monks who were still trying to maintain composure appeared panicked, even the abbot's eyes shone brightly, and the elder monk straightened, his voice hoarse.

"Ten bells!!"

"Ten rings of the Martial Bell!!"

The crowd went into an uproar, beyond measure.

Ten rings of the Martial Bell, unheard of!!!

Such a caliber of prodigy existing in this world was utterly beyond comprehension.

At this moment, Shang Zichun also learned from others about the meaning of the bells.

"Good heavens, ten rings of the Martial Bell, sounds incredible, could it be you, son?" Shang Zichun joked quietly.

And coincidentally, her words reached the ears of the woman in front.

She snorted and abruptly turned around to look at Shang Zichun, just about to speak.

Yet in the next moment.

Her expression became incredibly terrified and even twisted.

For at that moment, in the sky, countless golden rays cascaded down, forming a long stairway falling directly at the feet of the mother and son she intended to comment on.

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