NOVEL The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith Chapter 976
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Chapter 976: 462 Silent Moon_2 Chapter 976: 462 Silent Moon_2 The mountain path was a simple pathway paved with green stones.

As the mountain was rather steep and the path had a significant difference in altitude, it was easy to fall off if you weren’t careful.

Walking was not as convenient as ordinary stairs.

Several sturdy men were doing fine, but the breeze-like Aubree Groove singlehandedly outpaced them all despite her seemingly delicate frame.

It wasn’t long before her lithe and elegant figure disappeared into the distance.

The group was forever looking at her slender and elegant silhouette, which in the early morning mist looked like a celestial maiden who had somehow descended into the mortal realm.

Peter Aria wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked ahead.

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The mountain path seemed to stretch on interminably, but that faint silhouette was moving further and further away.

Kelly Martinez leisurely passed the threes men while munching on a cucumber.

She turned back to Peter and winked at him.

“Dr.

Aria, your physical fitness doesn’t seem very good.

Do you need some help?”

The expression on Peter Aria’s face cooled slightly, “Mr.

Brian, there’s no need to worry about me.”

“OK then, I’ll see you on top of the mountain.” Kelly waved her hand, shot up the path in a puff of smoke, and quickly caught up with Aubree.

“Three grown men can’t keep up with you, a young girl.

That’s a laugh.” Kelly teased.

Aubree stepped up the stairs, the dew dampening her eyelashes and forming crystal clear droplets of water.

She raised her head, looking at the ancient gate standing at the top of the stairs.

The Buddhist Nunnery nestled in the deep mountains gradually came into view.

Kelly marveled at this sight, gazing at the ancient nameplate over the entrance.

“So, this is the Silent Moon Temple.

Indeed, a prime example of exquisite Feng Shui.”

Although Kelly didn’t have much knowledge about Feng Shui or the Book of Changes, she could feel the place’s aura.

The clean, fresh air effortlessly swept away all negativity.

This was undoubtedly a place of good fortune.

It was cold winter now, all around were bare branches.

However, the ancient trees in front of and around the temple gate were lush and covered the sky, like a venerable Arthur Baker guarding the nunnery day by day, year by year.

Aubree moved to open the temple door, and as the wooden door slowly opened with a creak, the room seemed to fill with the fragrance of sandalwood.

The temple wasn’t large.

The main hall enshrined Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The Zen room lay on the left, with the dining room on the right.

The accommodations were simple and serene, with no secrets hidden from view.

In the middle of the courtyard stood a tripod cauldron, large enough to be embraced by two people, but the ashes inside it were long dead.

Though the place was small and the decor somewhat aged, it was very clean and simple.

Aubree entered the main hall, picked up the prepared incense, and knelt on the meditation cushion.

“Master, today is the anniversary of your passing, so I’ve come to visit you.”

“Our juniors are all doing well, so you don’t have to worry, Master.

Even our senior! is doing well.”

Kelly hesitated for a moment before she saw a memorial tablet placed in front of the Bodhisattva.

It read: “Empty-headed Master, may your lotus reincarnate in peace.”

The handwriting on it was very familiar – it was Aubree’s.

Empty-headed Master?

This must’ve been the Dharma name for Aubree’s master.

Kelly straightened herself and kneeled next to Aubree.

Having a lot of respect for the master who adopted and raised Aubree, she knelt down on the cushion next to Aubree.

“Recently, I have been facing some confusions that I hope master could guide me through.” Sincerely, Aubree knocked her head on the ground three times and then inserted the incense into the censer.

At this time, Anton Cook and Peter Aria had finally arrived at the temple gate, their gaze instantly drawn to the girl kneeling in front of the Buddha in the main hall.

Her back seemed so thin but so straight in the solemn and deep Buddha hall.

Serene and calm.

They naturally heard her words too.

So, today was the death anniversary of Empty-headed Master.

The three of them felt a profound respect for Empty-headed Master, whom they had never met.

They all walked into the hall to offer incense and express their respects.

Aubree stood up and walked out of the Buddha hall, saying to the four of them: “The temple is only this big, you can freely move about.

However, the cliff to the north is quite dangerous, so it’s better not to get too close to it.”

Between the gap of the Buddha hall and the Zen room, there was a hidden narrow path snaking outwards.

Going through it, the view became abruptly broad.

It turned out that there was a precipice behind the Buddha hall.

A cliff to the east, secluded valley to the west.

One look was enough to spark a sense of grandeur.

On the south side of the secluded valley, there was a narrow path leading deeper into the great mountains.

The path was extremely narrow, only wide enough for one person to traverse.

Those without guts would not dare to cross it.

The mountain wind was strong and the mist was heavy.

It seemed as if they had stepped into a fairyland.

Kelly yelped out, the echo resonating for a while through the mountain valley.

She took a deep breath, rubbing her arms, “The scenery here is really nice.

It’s just too cold.”

The mountain was indeed freezing, her nose was turning red.

Aubree walked away straightaway, her footsteps light as she crossed over the narrow pathway.

The sight gave Kelly the chills.

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