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Thirty miles north of Mount Argus, there lies an abandoned Buddhist grotto, deserted for who knows how many years.

Yet even such a dilapidated place is still guarded by a few monks.

When Chen Yu arrived, what met his eyes was a vast expanse of ruins.

He took a moment to adjust his breathing, then went straight in.

An older monk, advanced in years, quickly got up to greet him, looking exceptionally surprised.

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However, Chen Yu couldn't understand a word the old monk was saying, and even the system didn't provide a translation immediately.

For quite a while, the two of them stared at each other in a standoff before the system gradually kicked into gear.

[Ancient Sanskrit, one of the world's oldest language systems, identifying...]

That language system was difficult to master in any era, and very few people could become proficient in it.

Even the system took a full five minutes to completely decode and transfer the language structure into Chen Yu's mind.

"Young man, where do you come from? Are you here to worship the Buddha?"

Finally understanding the old monk's question, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took out an old envelope from his pocket and handed it to the old monk.

"I'm here to retrieve Buddha's bone relics."

Although he knew they were ashes, since they had both agreed to call them Shariputra, it wasn't his place to say more.

The old monk, taking the envelope, became visibly excited.

"It's been many years, and finally, someone has come to fetch them!"

He hurried to a Buddha statue and picked up a porcelain-white jar from the offering table.

The patterns carved on it were very strange and did not belong to Buddhist designs.

However, it was clear that the monks maintained these items daily; they were spotless and clean.

The old monk handed the jar to Chen Yu with great respect.

"After taking the relics, you should leave quickly; I won't keep you for a meal."

Chen Yu found this odd; after traveling for such a long time to arrive, the least he expected was a meal.

The surrounding area was all desert, without a shop in sight. On his journey, he could only eat the compressed biscuits he brought with him.

He had thought he would at least get a meal at the temple, but the old monk seemed intent on driving him away on purpose.

"Master, on my way here, I heard that your vegetarian meals are unmatched; could I trouble you for a few bites?"

The old monk seemed anxious; his expression was indecipherable, showing neither agreement nor refusal, but he kept urging Chen Yu to leave quickly.

As the two were going back and forth, a group of people barged into the temple.

"Old man, we've told you so many times, this place belongs to the Elos Clan; why haven't you moved out yet?"

The old monk was startled and hurried forward to meet them.

"Gentlemen, there is no issue under the heavens that cannot be discussed reason. We have guarded this Buddhist grotto for so long and never heard it belonged to any family! Your Elos Clan seems to be newcomers, too; since when did this become your territory?"

The young man leading the group shoved the old monk aside.

"Out of the way, old man; I've already given you plenty of time. Today, either all of you leave or I'll kill every last one of you."

Such a tyrannical attitude left even Chen Yu momentarily stunned.

He finally understood why the old monk was so anxious to drive him away, it turned out he was trying to save his life.

According to the temperament of this group of people, they would probably kill him along with the others.

"Wait a minute!" Chen Yu suddenly shouted, walking straight up to the group of people.

"This place is nothing more than a dilapidated Buddhist grotto, merely a dwelling for these monks. Why are you so intent on seizing it? What exactly are you after?"

The question was blunt, even a bit foolish.

The members of the Elos Clan burst into laughter as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Where did this kid come from? He even dares to meddle in our affairs! Take him down!"

At the command, a few robust men charged forward, trying to subdue Chen Yu, but as they got close, a blue-white light suddenly flashed and the men collapsed to the ground unconscious.

The young leader's eyes went wide; he hadn't seen how his men had fallen.

While he was still puzzled, Chen Yu suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbing his neck.

"I've been polite to you! Since you struck first, don't blame me for being rude. From now on, I'll ask a question, you answer—if not, I'll twist your head off."

The young man trembled all over with fear.

"Who on earth are you?"

Chen Yu slapped him across the face, pinning him down to the ground.

"You don't have the right to ask me questions! Where does your clan come from? Why do you want to occupy these Buddhist grottoes?"

The young man had already been scared witless and did not dare delay in his response.

"We migrated here from the north, having heard that there were heirlooms left behind, so we wanted to come and take a look. There's no other meaning behind it. These masters can continue to stay here if they like, as long as they agree to let us search for treasures."

Chen Yu frowned; when he arrived, he had scanned the entire grotto with his system and had found nothing but a few broken Buddha statues—let alone any treasure.

"Who told you this?"

The young man gasped for breath: "It was the elders of my family who told me. It's not my fault."

Chen Yu kicked him hard in the lower back.

"You have one day to bring your elders here!"

The young man dared not linger any longer and hastily led his men away.

The old monk by his side appeared somewhat at a loss.

"Young man, you should not have provoked them! You'd better leave quickly. Once their main force arrives, you won't be able to get away."

But Chen Yu didn't care about that and simply took hold of the old monk's hand.

"But I've already smelled the aroma of the meal. Can I eat my fill before we talk about leaving?"

With no other choice, the old monk sighed helplessly and took Chen Yu to the kitchen.

There were only eight people in the entire grotto, including the old monk, with the youngest being only eight years old.

Their food was very simple—a coarse-looking bowl of rice paired with some pickled vegetables of unknown origin.

Although it did not look appealing, the fragrance that wafted over instantly won Chen Yu over.

This type of pure, original food was the healthiest thing in the world.

He promptly devoured a bowl of rice, feasting heartily as he sat there.

Yet the other monks simply stood by quietly, watching him without moving their chopsticks.