"Alright, let's have a meal together. What brings you here?" Lin Sheng looked at the waiter as he pushed the cart and served all the dishes. He stared at Maier opposite him.
"Heh, actually I heard that Master Lin is about to make his move, so I came here to take a seat. I wonder if you would give me a chance? I, Maier, also want to step into the gates of the holy light! "
After the waiter left, Maier's face was filled with anticipation and hunger.
"… Not everyone can awaken to Saint power …" Lin Sheng said helplessly.
"But I think I still have hope. I've already been proven to have no talent for dark powers, and now I want to try Saint power! "Maier insisted.
"Alright … I'll give you a little test." Lin Sheng was speechless as he stretched out a finger and gently placed it on the back of Maier's chubby hand.
A faint trace of Saint power quickly flowed from his fingertip into Maier's body, and along his arm all the way up to his brain.
"Huh?" Lin Sheng suddenly made a sound of surprise.
"What's wrong?" Maier perked up and asked nervously.
His dark powers had been tested countless times. His mother was an expert in dark powers, his father was not weak, and he had a sister who was also a dark powers genius. He was the worst off in his family.
So for the sake of his pride, he went all out and came to look for Lin Sheng the moment he got the news.
"Not bad … Although your talent is lousy … but if you work hard, there's still hope for you to become a transcendent." Lin Sheng looked at Maier in surprise.
"R-really?!" Maier's chubby face trembled as his expression froze. "You … you're not lying to me?!"
"If I have the time to lie to you, I might as well go back and meditate a few more times." Lin Sheng said grumpily.
Maier heard that and took a deep breath, trying his best to control his ecstasy.
In fact, he had already prepared himself for a setback when he came here, but …
"Alright, if you're willing, come to the Holy Sanctum in a few days to take the test for Saint power inheritance." Lin Sheng did not waste any more time and ordered.
"Good!" Maier slammed the table and stood up. "I'm counting on you!" He bowed deeply, then picked up the glass of juice that had just been served and drank it in one gulp.
Then, Lin Sheng watched him slowly and shakily walk out of the shop. He stood at the door and looked up at the sky, thinking about something.
Shaking his head, Lin Sheng couldn't understand Fatso's state of mind. He lowered his head and continued eating.
The meal lasted for more than half an hour. When they returned to the rented apartment, it was already dark.
Lin Sheng stayed in his bedroom. He didn't start practicing immediately. Instead, he made many phone calls to inquire about the situation.
For the Temple's first promotion, if no one came to pray, then it would be terrible.
If no one came to pray, it meant that he would have to pour Saint power into it every day to maintain the Holy Sanctum's basic energy field.
This would instead become a burden to him.
"I hope everything goes well."
Putting down the phone, Lin Sheng did not get the information he wanted, so he closed his eyes and continued meditating on the Ashen Seal.
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"Alright, alright. Why do I have to come out so late to get it? Why do I have to come to this godforsaken place? "
In the middle of the night, a bespectacled male Fatso moved slowly at the foot of the Holy Sanctum Hill, panting.
The small forest where Lin Sheng built the Holy Sanctum was not big, but there were some public facilities like parks at the foot of the hill.
Fatso was swaying, sweating profusely. He held onto his knees and could no longer run, so he stopped and bent over to rest.
He took out his phone with some effort.
In Xylond, which was far more advanced than Celine, the cost of a mobile phone was an electronic product that even commoners could afford. This was much more convenient than Celine.
Fatso quickly dialed a number.
"The number you have dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later." An unexpected electronic voice came out.
Fatso's face suddenly turned grim.
"No way … Are you messing with me? Could it be that I'm late? "He looked left and right.
He was in the deepest part of the park, near the foot of the hill. On his left was a wide staircase that led to the top of the hill.
The staircase seemed to have just been refurbished. The white stone staircase went up endlessly, and one could not see the end of it.
The solar street lights on both sides lit up weakly. The light was not strong, but it was enough for one to see under his feet.
Most importantly, there were a few benches at intervals along the white stone staircase for people to rest on.
Fatso looked left and right. Other than the top of the staircase, there were no other benches to sit on.
If he wanted to sit down and rest, he had to go up the staircase.
Helplessly, he looked at the stone staircase that only had a few dozen steps. He lifted his feet and walked up step by step.
Just as he walked up the staircase, his body suddenly trembled.
"This is …!?" In that instant, Fatso felt as if he had gone from the hottest days of the year to the cool and refreshing late autumn.
His body was a little weak, and his eyes were a little dark. But as soon as he walked up the staircase, his body miraculously recovered.
Due to the excessive lack of oxygen due to exhaustion, the sleepiness in his brain was also rapidly alleviated.
"This place … is really godly!"
Fatso took a step back and left the area of the staircase.
In an instant, the comfortable feeling disappeared without a trace.
He swallowed his saliva, feeling as if he had discovered a huge secret.
He took a few more steps forward and stepped onto the staircase. As expected, the refreshing feeling came again.
"Oh my god …!!"
Without another word, Fatso immediately took out his phone and started taking pictures and videos of the surroundings. These were all materials.
He was about to send a message to his friends on WeChat Moments to see if anyone knew what was going on.
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In just two short days, Lin Sheng did not expect that the first people to be attracted to the Holy Sanctum were not the tourists who came because of the advertisement.
Instead, it was the sports enthusiasts who ran and jumped along the staircase in groups of two or three.
There were also some homebodies who brought along tents and blankets to have a picnic.
Especially the latter. Their proportion far exceeded Lin Sheng's expectations.
He had received a call saying that the foot of the Holy Sanctum Hill was almost packed with people. That was why he hurriedly took a private car to come here.
When he reached the foot of the hill, he took a look at the entrance.
The specially expanded staircase was now packed with people on both sides.
Almost every step took up a person. He had never thought that there would be so many young people in Shermanton. All of them had nothing better to do, so they came to take up space.
Lin Sheng stood at the bottom of the staircase and looked up.
There were men and women holding handheld game consoles, novels, and comics everywhere.
These people were not old. All of them had dark circles around their eyes, as if they had stayed up too late. Their bodies were in bad shape.
"Why are there so many people …??" Lin Sheng was a little confused. It had only been two days.
Adolf, who was standing at the side, was also stunned.
He had received a call from one of his men saying that there were many people here, but he had no idea how many.
It was only when he saw it with his own eyes that he understood what his men meant.
"What now?" He looked at his teacher, Lin Sheng.
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