Chapter 818

Mythism artifacts were considered extremely sacred objects for

followers of Mythism, so much so that they even aroused desire in priests. However, the white-robed priest quickly regained his composure and returned the package to Felicity.

He then turned around and said, “Please follow me down the

mountain.”

Holding the package in her arms, Felicity gritted her teeth and said, ”

Do I look like someone who can walk?”

The white-robed priest stopped in his tracks. He hesitated for a

moment before turning back to Felicity with an uncertain look.

Looking up at him, Felicity said, “Why are you standing there? Help me

up!”

“The Light guides me!”

The white-robed priest joined his hands in prayer. He seemed hesitant

as he did not know how to support a woman in a dress who had her

arms and legs exposed.

Felicity’s lips twitched. “Are you avoiding touching me because I’m a

woman?”

Closing his eyes, the white-robed priest began reciting scriptures,”

The Light guides and reveals that five aggregates are empty, thus

all suffering. O Teacher, form is

from form. Form is

emptiness is form.

volition, and consciousness are also like this.

are not produced or destroyed, not defiled or pure, not increased or

decreased.

is form. Sensation, perception,

dharmas are marked by emptiness; they do not arise or cease,

“Stop, stop, stop!

find me a sturdy stick.

if they don’t know any better,” Felicity said as she felt goosebumps growing all over

white-robed priest turned around and walked

procure

white-robed priest. After about half an hour, they arrived at a bustling village.

filled with small buildings. The houses were also clustered together. Every household

one hand, Felicity walked down the village.

help of the stick.

at their doorsteps eating dinner. They cast friendly glances at them. “Jaxon, have you eaten? Come to my

eaten, thank you.”

tomorrow? Can you accompany me to the

have to recite scriptures

is this woman?” a middle-aged man

with a smile.

answered, “A

middle-aged man glanced at Felicity’s injured right leg and awkwardly scratched

set, did you?”

immersed in

was instantly furious upon hearing that

this middle-aged man.

her lifesaver was right in

suppressed her anger and said, “I

worry about it!”

have been jackals on the mountain recently and our chickens keep getting taken. That’s why I set some animal traps. I posted notices in several

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