Cultivating the Divine Art Wrong, Wreaking Havoc on the Jianghu – Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Have you heard of the Sacred Heart Cult?

While the three of them were talking, they saw a cargo ship approaching the dock.

There were no goods on the cargo ship, only a deck full of people.

After the ship docked, the people on the deck rushed down. Shi Feizhe saw that most of them had their families with them, and it seemed that they were all going from the south bank to the north bank.

“Boatman, are you going to the south bank?” Guan Shan shouted to the captain of the cargo ship.

“Yes! Why not! Come aboard!” The captain had dark red skin and looked thin. He was wearing short clothes and spoke to the three of them.

So, Guan Shan and Huang Goudan carried the cart onto the cargo ship, while Shi Feizhe, after several days of recuperation and cultivation, could walk without any problems.

“Boatman, why are you only taking a few of us on this cargo ship? Aren’t you afraid of losing money?” Guan Shan saw that the ship was empty, and the captain was about to weigh anchor and set sail.

“Don’t worry, sir, the fare is according to the market price, four wen per person, we won’t overcharge.” The captain thought Guan Shan was asking about the price and explained, “You don’t know, sir! Now the whole Jiangling wants to go to the north bank, there are few people who want to go to the south bank!”

“Oh? Why is that?” Guan Shan asked.

“Have you ever heard of the Sacred Heart Cult?” After saying that, the captain turned his head and shouted to the other sailors, “Set sail!”

The other sailors on the cargo ship also shouted, “Set sail!”

The cargo ship, with the help of the sails, slowly left the dock and drifted towards the opposite bank of the river.

“What’s wrong with the Sacred Heart Cult? I’ve heard a little about it!” Shi Feizhe suddenly said, “I heard that they are only in the southern part of Yangzhou.”

“Oh~ Your news is outdated, sir!” The captain said, “The Sacred Heart Cult has swept the entire Yangzhou! Many people from Jingzhou have come to take refuge, they are all fleeing north!”

“Hmm? So fast?” Shi Feizhe said.

“Isn’t it? Legend has it that the Sacred Heart Cult kills people, sets fires, and does all kinds of evil, often wiping out entire families! The famous and righteous sects of Yangzhou have been slaughtered by the Sacred Heart Cult! Seeing that the Sacred Heart Cult is about to affect Jingzhou, everyone in Jingzhou is panicking now!” The captain sighed and said.

People who run transportation have better access to information than ordinary people.

Shi Feizhe asked, “What about the local famous and righteous sects of Jingzhou?”

“Heh~” The captain just sneered, “They…”

He didn’t say anything, but he said everything.

Fan Jianqiang, you have done such a big thing!

Could it be that you also practiced the 《Sun Moon Concentric Art》?

Shi Feizhe thought of Fan Jianqiang, who said he wanted to record interesting things in the Jianghu and share them with others.

Why have you become like this?

The ship soon arrived at the south bank of the great river. There were many people waiting for the ship on the south bank, waving when they saw the ship coming.

“Boatman, hurry up! We’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”

“The ship is here!” The captain shouted to them.

No wonder the captain didn’t wait for other people on the north bank, the profitable business was all on the south bank!

Huang Goudan paid the fare, and the three of them pulled the cart, squeezed through the crowd boarding the ship, and went against the flow of people to Jiangling City.

The city wall of Jiangling City was magnificent, with green bricks and glazed tiles, having experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain.

The city gates were wide open, and merchants from the north and south came and went in an endless stream, some pushing carts and carrying poles, some riding horses and sedan chairs, looking very lively. However, among the busy scene, there were many people wearing mourning clothes.

After entering Jiangling City, Guan Shan made some inquiries and found an inn.

The three of them pushed the cart and walked towards the inn. Along the way, there were shops on both sides, with all kinds of goods dazzling and hawking sounds one after another.

At the end of the road was an inn called “Fulai Inn.”

“Boss, we need a room, three rooms!” Guan Shan shouted to the innkeeper as soon as he entered the door.

The innkeeper was lowering his head and using the abacus when he heard someone calling him.

“Oh~ Sorry, sir. The inn is full.” The innkeeper cupped his hands and said.

“Not even one room?” Shi Feizhe asked.

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The innkeeper said, “Not to mention a private room, even the shared rooms are full!”

So the three had to continue looking for an inn, walking from the north of Jiangling City to the south, but still couldn’t find one.

This experience reminded Shi Feizhe of his time at the Kongtong Mountain Market.

He wondered how that thief monk Liaocheng was doing.

Finally, the three had to temporarily stay at a temple, sharing one room, and even for just one night, they had to pay four hundred wen as a donation.

Much more expensive than an inn!

It was probably empty because it was so expensive.

However, the four hundred wen was not wasted. Not only could they enjoy two vegetarian meals in the evening and morning, but they could also hear the monks chanting scriptures in the morning to cleanse their souls.

It could be said to be very cost-effective!

“Damn it!”

Looking at the vegetarian meal, a bowl of rice and a plate of stir-fried vegetables without a drop of oil, Shi Feizhe couldn’t help but curse.

He had traveled thousands of miles from north to south, so he naturally knew that many monks in temples ate meat.

Because if they didn’t eat meat, they would be malnourished and have no strength to chant scriptures!

As a result, this “Zhai Xin Temple” was bullying people by selling vegetarian meals to save money!

He could smell the aroma of stir-fried meat from the kitchen behind him.

No! He would go to their kitchen to see what vegetarian dishes were available after dark.

They had already paid, so he thought if they ate a little more, the temple’s deacon should understand.

Four hundred wen was enough for the three of them to stay in an inn for five or six days.

It soon got dark. After Shi Feizhe finished his cultivation, he went to the temple kitchen alone. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to take Guan Shan and Huang Goudan with him, but for this kind of thing, the fewer people, the better.

It was the same if he cooked the dishes in the kitchen and then found a food box to bring them back to eat.

With his current cultivation level, no one in the temple could detect him.

He walked swaggeringly in the Zhai Xin Temple, and could even comment on the monks who were doing their homework.

Passing by a monk’s dormitory, he heard someone inside say, “Junior brother, have you heard of the Sacred Heart Cult?”

Shi Feizhe didn’t want to eavesdrop at first, but the monk’s next sentence aroused his interest.

“Of course I’ve heard of it, because I am one!” Another voice said.

There were actually people from the Sacred Heart Cult in this black-hearted temple?

There were still people from the Sacred Heart Cult in Jiangling?

What were the people in the Sacred Heart Cult like?

Shi Feizhe came to the roof of the monk’s dormitory, lifted a tile, and looked through the gap between the tiles. He saw two monks sitting opposite each other in the dormitory.

One was a tall monk, young but with a solemn and dignified appearance, at the Qi Sea realm.

The other was a hunched monk, wearing a patched monk’s robe, at the See the Truth realm.

The tall monk said with a cold expression, “Junior brother, you are really confused! The Sacred Heart Cult is full of murderous demons who have killed countless people in Yangzhou, turning the whole place into a river of blood. Don’t you know that?”

“I know!” The hunched monk said, “Because I’m one of them!”

“You!” The tall monk reprimanded, “No wonder the abbot asked me to come to you and inquire about the death of Martial Uncle Faming! It really has something to do with you!”

As the monk spoke, a golden dragon flashed across his body!

“Great Might…” I switched channels. （The editor is not going to work tomorrow, and I accidentally made a mistake when revising the text, losing the saved draft!）