Chapter 1262

Countless information flooded Wilbur's soul, leaving him unconscious for over half an hour before he finally woke up.

Wilbur opened his eyes, getting to his feet as he mumbled to himself, "That was the reward? What now?"

After remaining in the same position for a while, Wilbur cursed out loud.

"You were just trying to get me to contribute more, you old geezer! Where the hell am I supposed to find so many contributions, huh? How dare you call yourself a god, luring and baiting me so shamelessly?"

After yelling for a few minutes, Wilbur seemed to be a little scared as his head shrank back into his neck and he stole a wary glance at the Dragon's Altar.

Upon making sure that the old dragon's consciousness had long since disappeared, Wilbur sneered coldly and left his demiplane.

The next morning.

Roshan and the others sent Wilbur to the airport and parted ways with him wistfully.

Wilbur boarded the plane with Ryder to return to Seechertown. Roshan and the others waited until the plane had completely disappeared from their sight before leaving, overwhelmed with emotion.

Over at the Sleeping Buddha Temple in Gamuda City, the capital of Shai.

him was a long line of faithful believers,

country, and all of its people including the emperor

by the gods in his dreams when he was

entering the temple, Loja could recite full scriptures by heart at the age of four, and then share and preach the Dharma by the age of five. By the age of ten, he had

20 and had

and they were certain

Loja was made national chaplain to control everything related to

an impossible amount of power at the mere age of thirty, with pupils all

king of Shia respected him greatly, and the people of Shia practically worshiped

Loja was already in his sixties, but his appearance looked like he was barely even forty years old. He lounged on his throne in dazzling golden

he would put his hand on

kowtowed gratefully to Loja, still kneeling as they

lasted all the way until the afternoon, and the priests announced that the blessing ceremony was done for the day. Those who were not blessed in time were dismayed,

smiling at the crowd before turning

of his cultivating. It was

the hall at the back, where a monk stood guard by the door. This was where he rested, and others were prohibited from entering. Even the king had to give a heads-up before

the bridge, coming up to his

that could be seen was Kamura kneeling at the door,

at him and headed into the chambers before sitting down

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