With Old Master Ye's words, Fang Xin broke into a simple smile.
But then, recalling what Old Master Ye had just said, he asked, "Grandpa, you just mentioned Eternal Night Descends. Is that an inevitable event?"
Ye Qingcang rose and stood by the window, hands behind his back, facing the sun. A smile played on his face. "This is the general trend! In Buddhist terms, we are currently in the Dharma-Ending Age!"
At this point, Ye Qingcang smiled and waved his hand. "No need to talk about these things anymore. Everyone's position is different, and their experiences are different, so their understanding of what they see is also different. Therefore, you must experience everything yourself to form your own unique ideas, or rather, your own worldview.
However, there's one thing you must remember: no matter what you encounter, don't be limited by what you see. Try to view things from a God's-eye perspective, otherwise you will fall into what Buddhists often call 'attachment to form'."
Fang Xin nodded, half understanding.
Old Master Ye stood by the window, watching the dappled light and shadow cast on the wall by the sun filtering through the branches outside. For some reason, Fang Xin always perceived an ineffable sorrow and desolation in Old Master Ye's back.
He quietly retreated from the room.
Fang Xin returned to the training room.
The next day arrived in a blink, and Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha were preparing to report for duty.
Wang Lao Ji specially prepared a large table of delicious food. It must be said, Lao Wangba's cooking skills were truly exceptional; even the most ordinary ingredients became incredibly palatable dishes in his hands. It felt as if he possessed an Innate Chef Holy Body.
During the meal, Old Master Ye didn't offer any admonishments at the table. He simply served food to the siblings with a kind smile.
After the meal, a car was already waiting outside.
The place to report was the headquarters of the Sky Shield Bureau.
Before they left, Old Master Ye gave Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha each a small spatial orb.
"If you encounter danger, crush the orb, and I will appear by your side!"
After bidding farewell to Old Master Ye, Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha successively got into the car.
After getting in, Fang Xin noticed that this car was somewhat different from the one they arrived in. Both its exterior and interior seemed to have significant differences. Wang Lao Ji volunteered to drive Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha.
After getting in, just as Fang Xin was about to say something, flames burst from the car's chassis, and it shot up into the sky, disappearing in a few flashes.
The strong G-force made Fang Xin exclaim in delight.
Only then did he realize that this car didn't run on the ground; it was clearly a comprehensive land, water, and air treasure artifact.
Wang Lao Ji held the steering wheel with one hand and propped his chin with the other, looking as if his family had once sold tofu.
By road, it would take at least four hours to get here, but this thing flew in the sky and reached the Sky Shield Bureau headquarters in just over twenty minutes.
The headquarters of the Sky Shield Bureau was built very grandly.
All nine divisions of the Sky Shield Bureau were located here.
This magnificent building bore a strong resemblance to the Long AO Building from many years ago.
In front of the building stood the Sky Shield Bureau's unique iconic sculpture.
The Sky Shield Bureau's emblem was also prominently displayed in the center.
There were many people coming and going, and many members of the Sky Shield Bureau, who normally flew to the headquarters from outside, had to walk once they arrived.
The car Fang Xin was in seemed to ignore the no-fly regulations of the main altar, flying directly to the top floor of the building.
It hovered by a window, the car door automatically opened, and a ladder extended from the car, resting against the window.
Wang Lao Ji, that Lao Wangba, stylishly pushed up his sunglasses, turned his head, and raised an eyebrow at Fang Xin.
"How about it? Isn't this entrance super cool? Let the entire Sky Shield Bureau know that you are the Crown Prince of the Ninth Division! It's simply the standard domineering CEO entrance! By then, won't all the little sisters in the Sky Shield Bureau have stars in their eyes and worship you completely? Directly reserving the best spouse selection rights!"
Fang Xin glanced at the animated Wang Lao Ji. This Lao Wangba always loved listening to various power fantasy novels while cooking. Every time he heard an exciting part, he would grab a spatula and stand in the kitchen, giggling foolishly.
Many people below the headquarters building looked up.
"Damn! Who is that! How can they completely disregard the rules of the Sky Shield Bureau?"
"There are only two possibilities for flying around the Sky Shield Bureau headquarters: one is an emergency, and the other is that a few of the Sky Shield Bureau's top brass have arrived!"
"That car's license plate doesn't seem to be from our local area. It has a '9' on it. A Ninth Division car. Which big shot from the Ninth Division is it?"
"The license plate number is 1. Number 1 of the Ninth Division. My god, Old Master Ye came in person?"
Fang Xin led Jiang Xiaocha out of the car and quickly entered the office through the window.
Many people below were stunned.
"Not Old Master Ye? Then who is it?"
"I don't know, couldn't see clearly! Too fast. It seemed to be a man and a woman!"
"Who came in Old Master Ye's private car?"
"No matter who it is, their status must be extraordinary! Ordinary people wouldn't have this privilege! If I could ride in Old Master Ye's car just once, I wouldn't wash my pants for the rest of my life!"
"Look at your lack of ambition. If it were me, I'd get insurance for my butt!"
Fang Xin slipped into the office, Wang Lao Ji waved at Fang Xin, the car door closed, it made a circle in mid-air, showing off its flying skills again, and only after hearing the exclamations from below did Wang Lao Ji, that Lao Wangba, return contentedly.
The office was empty, its furnishings simple. The computer screen was still on, displaying a fishing game. Fang Xin walked to the door and saw a sign hanging there that read "Ninth Division Admissions Office," with two photos embedded below it: one of Bai Mao Zai Zhuge Heng, who was the Director of the Ninth Division Admissions Office, and next to him was a photo of Xiao Lu Jie, the Deputy Director of the Ninth Division Admissions Office.
This entire floor was under the control of the Ninth Division.
Across the hall from the Ninth Division Admissions Office was the Ninth Division Research and Teaching Group Office. Fang Xin went closer and saw Bai Mao Zai's photo there too, with the title of Chief Instructor of the Ninth Division.
There was another office next to it. Fang Xin walked over and saw that it read "Deputy Head of the Ninth Division," and a familiar photo was prominently displayed above it.
Fang Xin looked at Bai Mao Zai's photo—this Bai Mao Zai was actually a Deputy Head!!!
It seemed he still didn't know enough about this Bai Mao Zai.
One person held three positions.
Jiang Xiaocha also had her mouth slightly open. Although she hadn't seen Bai Mao Zai many times, he always left an unforgettable impression every time he appeared.
To hold multiple positions in a place like the Ninth Division, full of geniuses, was simply a prodigy among prodigies.
"Sip~~~huff~~~"
The sound of drinking tea came.
"Pfft!"
This was immediately followed by the sound of spitting tea leaves into a teacup.
"You're the kid named Fang Xin, right?"
Fang Xin turned his head.
