"Strange smell?"
"Like last time, the Kishimojin, that kind... the stench of the monks creating a Physical Buddha."
Chen Yi's gaze slightly hardened... Physical Buddha, having once consumed the Physical Relic Soup to make a Physical Buddha, he was particularly sensitive.
Honestly speaking, although he accidentally gained ten years of Yang longevity because of the Daoist he encountered in the underworld, the Physical Relic Soup wasn't a complete solution; it merely extended his life without reason.
"Kid, when you were standing at the entrance of the White Lotus Sect hall, that smell was the strongest. Once you came out, it weakened considerably, and there was a hint of the scent of death mixed in."
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you suggesting that someone is watching me and this group from the White Lotus Sect? Is it someone from Baolian Temple? Or perhaps someone from the Underworld?"
