As far as he knew, the consecration ceremony at the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple was a very sacred event.
Moreover, the consecrated items from the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple were genuinely effective; ordinary minor ghosts would not dare to approach them.
This was the truth.
But to consecrate a Psyduck, that was truly something one only saw after living a long time.
No, that wasn't right.
It was something never seen before.
Yu Daochen couldn't help but wonder if this would actually work.
Wang Yan, standing beside him, also noticed Yu Daochen's thoughts and explained, "As long as one has the intention, all things in the world can be consecrated."
Yu Daochen agreed with this viewpoint, but consecrating a Psyduck still felt a bit...
Wang Yan then sighed, "The Ten Thousand Buddha Temple should also keep up with the times."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daochen immediately raised his hand to stop him, "Master Wang Yan, that's absolutely unnecessary!"
There was nothing wrong with keeping up with the times, but this scene was enough to witness once in a lifetime.
Half an hour later, the ceremony concluded. The disciples lay sprawled on the ground, their monk robes soaked with sweat.
Honestly, it was their first time consecrating such a behemoth.
Thirty disciples, layered three times deep, had squeezed out all the qi from their bodies to barely consecrate the Psyduck.
This was enough to show how much spiritual power was consumed in consecrating such a colossal creature.
At this moment, Yu Daochen and Wang Yan also walked in.
Seeing his junior brothers slumped on the ground, Wang Yan said with displeasure, "This is the result of not practicing diligently enough."
The disciples were like mute people eating bitter herbs, unable to express their suffering.
It wasn't that they weren't capable; the problem was that this thing was truly too massive.
Let alone them, even Wang Yan alone might not have been able to complete it.
Wang Yan glanced at the Psyduck, which was taller than himself, and felt a lingering fear.
All things can be consecrated, the saying was true, but this reference object was simply too large.
Yu Yijun, standing by, her small face full of smiles, happily said, "Daddy, look, has the Psyduck changed at all?"
Yu Daochen then carefully examined the Psyduck.
He hadn't noticed anything amiss at first, but upon closer inspection, he was startled.
The Psyduck was emitting a faint aura of Buddhist light all over its body.
Even the current Yu Daochen, who was powerful, was astonished.
Good heavens.
It had actually been successfully consecrated.
The Buddhist light emanating from the Psyduck at this moment was such that even ordinary ghost-slayers would have to detour.
Yu Daochen looked at Wang Yan and praised, "Master Wang Yan, the consecration technique of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple is truly formidable!"
After all, the limit for an ordinary Earth-ranked expert was to fight a ghost-slayer alone.
Now, this Psyduck was such that ordinary ghost-slayers wouldn't dare to approach it.
Wang Yan clasped his hands together, a smile on his face, "Master Yu, you flatter me."
Yu Yijun, on the side, reminded him, "Daddy, this Psyduck was consecrated for me by Master Wang Yan."
"…?" Wang Yan looked bewildered.
Hearing this, Yu Daochen cupped his hands in a gesture of gratitude, "Thank you, Master Wang Yan."
Wang Yan clasped his hands together, a smile on his face, "Amitabha, it's a small matter, not worth mentioning."
Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he said this, the disciples nearby looked at him with malice.
What a small matter, what not worth mentioning.
Consecrating this Psyduck had almost exhausted them to death!
After a few pleasantries, Yu Daochen carried the Psyduck on his back and left the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple with Yu Yijun.
As they watched the golden dragon fly away, a disciple said with displeasure, "Abbot, can you please not make such unreliable decisions next time?"
Wang Yan turned to look at the disciples and asked, confused, "Who told you I was consecrating this plush toy?"
Upon hearing this, the disciples exchanged glances, looking towards the disciple at the very back.
And that disciple was none other than the young monk Wang Yan had just scolded.
The young monk also sensed something was wrong and quickly explained, "Abbot, didn't you say to consecrate something on the little fairy?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan immediately flew into a rage, "I meant the peace lock she was wearing, not this Psyduck that took half our lives!!"
The young monk looked embarrassed, "Really?"
At this moment, the disciples' gazes towards him changed.
Seeing his senior brothers looking at him as if they wanted to eat him, the young monk swallowed and said with a smile, "Senior brothers, we are all monks. Showing such fierce looks before Buddha will be punished."
One of the senior brothers chuckled, "Junior brother, what are you saying? Senior brothers are just checking if your usual cultivation has been effective."
A disciple next to him chimed in, "Yes, we are all fellow disciples. Do you think we would beat you for no reason?"
"Yes, you don't think senior brothers are blaming you for relaying the wrong instructions, do you?"
The young monk, now afraid, retreated to the Buddha statue, swallowed, and said fearfully,
"Aren't you?"
The disciples answered in unison, "Of course not."
"Abbot, save me!"
The young monk looked at Wang Yan, the only one who could save him.
Wang Yan looked at the young monk with pity, shook his head helplessly, and coughed, "What kind of behavior is it to fight before Buddha?"
Hearing Wang Yan's reprimand, the disciples could only stop, but the anger in their hearts remained unquenched.
The young monk's gaze towards Wang Yan changed.
Indeed, the abbot was still good to him.
"But..."
Wang Yan changed the subject, "If it's not before Buddha, I can't control it."
This statement was like a bolt from the blue!
The young monk's previously happy face instantly drooped.
Wang Yan revealed a smug smile.
He had indeed wanted to deal with this kid for a long time.
But as the abbot, he naturally couldn't take personal revenge.
As the saying goes, jade cannot be made into a useful object without carving.
Letting this kid become a useful object would be left to his senior brothers.
Looking at the current situation, his senior brothers were very eager to make him useful.
One of the disciples looked at the young monk with a wicked smile, "Junior brother, my Great Vajra Palm has improved greatly recently. I believe you are very eager to know about it, right?"
"I... I..."
The young monk was momentarily speechless.
He didn't want to know, but his senior brother definitely wanted him to know.
It's over, this beating is unavoidable.
White Cloud Pavilion.
The golden dragon continued to fly towards the shop.
Now that the compass issue was resolved, the next thing was Ge Zhou's matter.
With Ge Zhou's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to chase down Shi Bingzhi.
He needed to prepare early.
Arriving at the shop entrance, he found the door open, and Qin Muyu was sitting at the tea table, drinking tea.
Seeing Yu Daochen return, Qin Muyu looked displeased, but upon seeing the Psyduck on his back, he was stunned for a moment, then looked confused, "Where did you get this fake Buddha?"
Yu Daochen gave Yu Yijun a look.
Yu Yijun immediately understood and pouted, acting spoiled, "Daddy bought me a toy, and the masters at the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple even consecrated it."
Hearing this, Qin Muyu smiled faintly, "I didn't expect those bald donkeys to do such things."