Chapter 396: World Buddhas Arrive Together, the Buddha Kingdom Shakes Down! (8,000-word mega chapter)

Chapter 396: All Buddhas Emerge, Buddha Kingdom Shaken! (Big Chapter Eight Thousand Words! Subscribe Please!)

Passing by Nine Coil Mountain, the once lush hills had long turned desolate.

The scenes of past enlightenment were nowhere to be seen.

It was only when Qi Yuan arrived with Goldfinch and Ning Tao that a rain happened to fall.

This rain was just like the one before.

Back then, Goldfinch held a banana leaf to shield Qi Yuan, who was then a blood bead, from the rain.

Back then, Goldfinch got drenched and even sneezed.

Qi Yuan cast a small spell to light a fire for warmth.

As a result, he set Goldfinch’s tail on fire.

That infuriated the beauty-loving Goldfinch to no end.

Now, the rain fell again, and this time the three of them got wet together.

Ning Tao watched Qi Yuan and Goldfinch, a trace of nostalgia flickering in her beautiful eyes.

Now, Qi Yuan was gathering alms everywhere, having acquired nearly a hundred divine methods.

One divine method was equivalent to a star.

Now, with ten suns hanging in the sky, the momentum was considerable, but Ning Tao understood how powerful the enemies Qi Yuan faced were.

Each additional star-like golden core would boost her husband’s strength by a notch.

And to devour a new star, she needed to focus entirely.

She looked at Qi Yuan and the cheerful Goldfinch, and made a decision in her heart.

“Times change, but if one masters the power of time, one can also return to the past somewhat.”

Ning Tao extended her slender jade hand, and the power of her divine domain was unleashed at that moment.

The once barren Nine Coil Mountain suddenly burst into spring.

Banana trees sprouted green leaves, red flowers bloomed, and streams gurgled through the ravines.

Moss climbed over rocks, green vines tangled with trees.

The scene before them was exactly as it had been.

All that was missing were the Gate of Myriad Differences and the insects.

“Just like before, but lacking some intelligent beings,” Qi Yuan commented, as memories of the past surged back.

At that moment, a banana leaf was held over his head, and Goldfinch’s face turned red: “Isn’t it better without other beings? We can do whatever we want…”

As she spoke, she secretly tugged at Qi Yuan’s sleeve, her cute starry eyes filled with anticipation, her long eyelashes fluttering.

“It’s daytime now…”

“To my home!” Goldfinch pulled Qi Yuan’s sleeve, heading toward her former dwelling.

Petite and delicate, she looked like a flower fairy.

Ning Tao then drew close, a smile in her eyes. In her black dress, she was both cool and alluring: “Didn’t my husband say that rainy days are best for sleeping?”

Goldfinch blinked her eyes and said fiercely, “Two to one, the minority yields to the majority—you have no right to resist!”

“You’re being unsportsmanlike!”

The rain pattered down, sometimes stopping abruptly, and it was another day of drunken slumber.

Qi Yuan was once again convinced that heavy rain was indeed good for sleeping.

But then again, it seemed many times were good for sleeping.

……

Time turned, three months passing—for cultivators, merely a blink.

Guiqi City was the center of Flowing Wind Realm, the most prosperous and thriving city.

Its name took the “Gui” from Wugui City and the “Qi” from Qi Yuan.

Yet later generations hardly knew the origin of this city’s name.

Now, Guiqi City buzzed with noise, radiant with Buddha light.

Looking around, one might think they had arrived at the city of the “brilliantly bald.”

Where three walk, one is sure to be bald.

This Ten Thousand Buddhas Assembly, held in Guiqi City, was the greatest event in Flowing Wind Realm in ten thousand years.

Of course, it was not just that.

This matter also concerned the battles—or unification—of the Buddha Kingdom’s sacred lands on the Fifth Heaven.

One could say that not only many Buddha Sons from the upper realms attended this Ten Thousand Buddhas Assembly.

Even on the Sixth Heaven above, many eyes were fixed on Flowing Wind Realm, waiting for its outcome.

This small Ten Thousand Buddhas Assembly determined the future direction of the Buddha Kingdom’s sacred lands.

Lightless Buddha Son, clad in a monk’s robe, stood bathed in Buddha light. All who saw him could not help but feel they were encountering a young true Buddha.

But beside him, Ling Yayi was dressed up like a peacock, his head shaved shiny and bright. Even when he tried to look deeply versed in Buddhism, he still appeared lecherous and slovenly.

Just then, a voice came: “Lightless Buddha Son, the one you found this time seems rather ordinary.”

A bald Buddha Maiden strode over, her loose white robe revealing her chest.

Beside the bald Buddha Maiden stood a wooden-faced, bald old man.

Ling Yayi’s gaze went straight, then quickly shifted to the wooden-faced old man: “Heh, Old Fool, after shaving your head, you’re not as handsome as little old me.”

This wooden-faced old man was Fool Daoist.

“The one you found this time is no good—no Buddha nature, and lustful but cowardly. If you want to look, look boldly!” the Buddha Maiden said, deliberately pulling her robe open a bit more.

Ling Yayi’s face turned bright red, and he was at a loss for words, feeling humiliated.

After all, he had not only peeked but also wanted to avenge Fool Daoist by recording this bald Buddha Maiden with a memory stone.

“Purple Lotus Buddha Maiden, they may lack Buddha nature, but they harbor the power of reincarnation—that is enough,” Lightless Buddha Son spoke, his voice clear and stern.

Purple Lotus Buddha Maiden then smiled: “The power of reincarnation is indeed the Infinite True Words of our Buddha. But I wonder if they have the insight to comprehend it.”

“If they can comprehend it, the endless wars in the Buddha Kingdom might cease.”

A Buddha Son stepped forward, dignified and holy, representing another sacred land of the Buddha Kingdom.

Every sacred land had at least one true Buddha guarding it, that is, a Yang God Celestial Venerable.

Within the Buddha Kingdom, there were nearly a hundred sacred lands, making it exceptionally chaotic.

“Back then, Great Sun Radiant Buddha comprehended the Infinite True Words of ‘Great Sun Tathagata,’ gained the approval of the creation treasure Buddha Kingdom, and unified the Buddha Kingdom.

How difficult that was!” a Buddha Maiden sighed. She was dressed more conservatively.

“The Infinite True Words atop the Buddha Kingdom are too hard to fathom. If one can comprehend them, they may attain true Buddhahood, and even hope for the Great Ultimate Principle Realm!”

The Buddhist realm of the Nine Heavens originated from the Creation Marvel Buddhist Realm.

Upon the Creation Marvel Buddhist Realm were inscribed the Infinite True Words.

These truths of the True Words were treasured by Buddhist disciples as supreme gems.

To comprehend even a fraction brought immense benefit.

Among them, the Infinite True Words carved at the realm’s very peak were especially intricate and mottled; rumor held that grasping a part could lead to the realm of Ultimate Truth, becoming the overlord of the Nine Heavens.

Upon that peak were inscribed “Samsara,” “Sumeru,” “Causality,” “Merit,” “Great Sun Tathagata,” “Past,” “Present,” and “Future.”

Of these, only “Great Sun Tathagata” had ever been fathomed by a Buddhist son; none of the Buddhas had penetrated the rest.

These Infinite True Words might appear simple.

Take “Causality”—who among those who had reached the Yang God realm did not possess some understanding of cause and effect?

Yet no True Buddha had ever fully comprehended it.

Or take “Past” and “Present”—the first two bore some resemblance to the Yang God’s severing of the past self and molding of the present self.

But they were utterly different.

Especially “Future”—to the True Buddhas of the Buddhist realm, it seemed nothing but illusion.

After all, across the Nine Heavens, all Yang God Celestial Lords knew that the Nine Heavens held no future.

Thus, a Yang God could sever the past self and condense the present self, but could never coalesce a future spirit.

Had it not been for the Great Sun Light Buddha’s enlightenment of the “Great Sun Tathagata” Infinite True Word, all True Buddhas might have deemed the Infinite True Words inscribed at the realm’s peak as mere delusion, impossible to comprehend.

Now, the Buddhist realm was embroiled in endless war, for none could match the Great Sun Light Buddha in grasping the peak’s Infinite True Words.

Now, one bearing the power of Samsara had appeared, and many Buddhist realm sacred lands burned with fervor, seizing the Thirteen Northern Demon Demons into their grasp, helping them become Holy Buddhist Sons.

“Speaking of the power of Samsara, this humble monk is even more curious about that Blood Lord.

How did he come by such power?” a Buddhist son in white robes spoke, a strange glint in his eyes.

“A pity, that Blood Lord’s fortune is ill.

He was fated to meet our Buddha, gaining the power of Samsara.

Yet his bond with our Buddha ran too deep, and he also obtained the Great Sun Golden Lotus,” said the Purple Lotus Buddhist Daughter with regret.

Sometimes, fate demands a measure of moderation.

With the power of Samsara, he could be nurtured as a Buddhist son.

But bearing the Great Sun Golden Lotus—that was another matter.

The Great Sun Golden Lotus had always belonged to the Buddhist realm.

Now, without the Great Sun Golden Lotus, these warring sacred lands could barely control even the Creation Marvel Buddhist Realm.

Several times, the Creation Marvel Buddhist Realm had teetered on the brink of chaos, threatening to plunge the sacred lands from the Fifth Heaven.

Thus, the Great Sun Golden Lotus must be stripped away and returned to the realm to steady it.

But once deprived of the Great Sun Golden Lotus, the Blood Lord would either die or be reduced to a cripple.

Even with the power of Samsara, he would likely have no path in Buddhism.

Such was the depth of his fate.

Ling Yayi’s reason for vying for the position of Holy Buddhist Son was to plead that the True Buddha, when stripping the Great Sun Golden Lotus, might show a lighter hand.

“What a pity—such a legendary figure should meet such an end,” sighed a Buddhist son.

“Hmph, a mere legend from the lower realm, unworthy of mention,” a young novice monk could not help but blurt out.

“Apple, you have stirred the thought of anger,” warned another Buddhist son.

Only then did the novice monk press his palms together, his face showing shame.

“The True Buddha sits in the Fifth Heaven, watching over us. The Ten Thousand Buddha Assembly convenes; let us return to our places,” said the Lightless Buddhist Son, his voice solemn.

The other Buddhist sons nodded in turn.

And at that moment, a vast Buddhist sound descended from the heavens.

In the city of Guiqi, Buddhist tones swirled, and Buddha light spread like an ocean.

All cultivators felt a surge of reverence, as if to prostrate themselves.

The holy Buddha light bathed them, warm and gentle.

“The Ten Thousand Buddha Assembly—begins!”

Only those half-Buddhas and monks of profound Buddhist law understood the terror contained in those six words.

This was… the word of a True Buddha.

One word spoken, and all beings fall.

Indeed, if that True Buddha so wished, a single word could annihilate every living creature in the Flowing Wind Realm in an instant.

Streams of light flashed by, the holy radiance of Buddha spreading.

Mortals in such an environment would be immune to all ailments.

One by one, phantom figures appeared at that moment.

All Buddhist disciples stood in awe.

Behold, above Guiqi City, ninety-seven Buddhas sat cross-legged in the void.

These Buddhas were all mythic-level beings, each representing a sacred land of the Buddhist realm!

“Greetings, all quasi-Buddhas!”

Mythic beings were called quasi-Buddhas!

These ninety-seven were quasi-Buddhas who illuminated the heavens.

The Buddhist sons and daughters present might at most achieve such a station in the future!

“Rites concluded. Enter the Buddhist tower, observe the Infinite True Words, debate Buddhist opportunities, and discuss the Buddhist treasury!”

The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha’s voice was compassionate, soothing the heart, like a great Buddha.

“As commanded!”

The Lightless Buddhist Son flicked his sleeve and soared into the sky.

Ling Yayi’s expression was anxious; he scanned his surroundings but found no trace of that familiar figure.

The other Thirteen Northern Demon Demons were the same—they sought the Blood Lord but discovered nothing.

Disappointed, he nonetheless stepped into the Buddhist tower.

At that moment, in a corner of Guiqi City, Chen Huan’s gaze also roved, as if searching for someone.

Kunxia Daoist narrowed his eyes, looking at the quasi-Buddhas above with a wary expression. He suppressed his aura, letting not a wisp of his presence leak.

At the same time, a gu worm was ready—when the Blood Lord appeared, he would seize the chance to cast the gu, control him, and turn him into a puppet.

And the quasi-Buddhas above sat motionless, but in truth, their divine consciousness swept the four directions, seeking the Blood Lord.

Upon learning of the Blood Lord’s emergence, the Buddhist Realm had dispatched Demi-Buddhas to seek him out, yet their efforts were in vain, failing to catch even a whisper of his trail.

Now, word had spread that the Blood Lord intended to grace the Grand Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Yet, his silhouette remained absent from the gathering storm.

Naturally, they could not perceive him simply because their own cultivation fell lamentably short.

It was at that moment a hand descended upon Chen Huan’s shoulder.

"Not bad, not bad. A few years apart, and you've already attained the Yin Spirit realm?"

Clad in a sweeping robe of crimson, Qi Yuan materialized, a faint glint of delight warming his eyes.

In the days following that soul-stirring night spent in the company of Ning Tao and Canary, the two women had returned to the Stellar Golden Core, utilizing the divinely expanded Golden Core Chapter of the *Scripture of Qi Yuan* to capture new stars.

He, meanwhile, had wandered the Flowing Wind Realm entirely alone, scouring the lands for the whereabouts of the Myriad Divergence Gate.

At other times, he sat in solitary contemplation, refining the *Scripture of Qi Yuan*.

Now that the Grand Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas was underway, he had journeyed here unattended.

"B... Big brother!" Hearing that intimately familiar voice, Chen Huan spun around violently, his words trembling with profound emotion.

This familiar cadence, this recognizable countenance, this utterly irreverent tone—it was indisputably his big brother!

Yet, as a sudden realization struck him, Chen Huan spoke in frantic haste, "Big brother, you must leave at once! I just crossed paths with Daoist Yu, and he flashed me a single finger!"

That solitary finger was a secret signal long ago established between Chen Huan and Daoist Yu.

Its meaning was simple: Danger... flee at once!

Chen Huan was naturally oblivious to the fact that the current Buddhist Realm was actively hunting the Blood Lord.

But Daoist Yu’s gesture could mean nothing else but an urgent command to run!

Though he had always placed absolute faith in Qi Yuan's strength, the present circumstances were vastly altered.

These Demi-Buddhas, Quasi-Buddhas, and True Buddhas of the Buddhist Realm—which among them was not a supreme genius chosen from an entire minor world?

"Oh? Flee from what? I have merely come to beg alms from these single dogs," Qi Yuan remarked, his demeanor thoroughly relaxed.

Hearing this familiar, eccentric phrasing allowed Chen Huan’s heart to settle tremendously, yet he still urged, "Perhaps we should depart first regardless?"

Beside them, Daoist Kunxia narrowed his eyes, silently biding his time for an opportunity.

"Rest assured, I beg for alms quite frequently. These single dogs are remarkably benevolent; I return laden with riches every single time!" Qi Yuan declared cheerfully.

To his mind, begging for alms was far superior to borrowing money.

If one borrowed, there was the lingering anxiety of repayment, not to mention the need to gauge how much wealth the other party actually possessed.

Alms, however, were an entirely different matter.

Would you truly dare to claim our karmic affinity is shallow?

If so, I shall simply sit right here and never leave!

"Ah?" Chen Huan was left somewhat dazed. "Are these Demi-Buddhas truly so easy to negotiate with?"

A look of astonishment also flickered across Daoist Kunxia’s eyes; for reasons he could not articulate, he felt the Blood Lord's conduct was profoundly bizarre.

"Of course they are agreeable," Qi Yuan offered a mysterious smile. "Furthermore, I come well-prepared today. I have brought a magnificent gift to bestow upon the Buddhist Realm, heh heh..."

Chen Huan remained only half-convinced. "Big brother, shouldn't you perhaps formulate a proper plan for this almsgiving?"

Though his big brother's plans were notoriously unreliable, proceeding without any plan whatsoever felt infinitely more perilous.

"Why waste a plan on such a trivial matter? Just wait here in peace."

The moment the words left Qi Yuan's lips, he soared directly into the heavens.

Predictably, this sudden action instantly drew the collective gaze of the entire assembly.

For with the exception of the ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas and the select Buddhist Sons and Daughters participating in the Grand Assembly, all others were strictly forbidden from flight.

Countless eyes locked onto Qi Yuan, shifting from bewilderment to sheer shock.

Even the ninety-seven exalted Quasi-Buddhas naturally noticed his presence, their expressions turning uncertain and deeply startled.

How had this man managed to bypass their divine consciousness and manifest directly beneath their gaze?

"Blood Lord, you have finally come!"

The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha spoke, his voice echoing with Buddhist resonance, entirely devoid of joy or sorrow.

Within the City of No Return, numerous cultivators gasped in astonishment at the pronouncement.

"He is the Blood Lord?"

"What an ancient title!"

"A legend of the past?"

However, the countenances of several aged Great Supremes shifted drastically as distant memories surged back into their minds. They gazed upon the figure in the firmament; they had assumed that seeing him again would stir nothing within them, yet the mere sight of that blood-red silhouette caused their bodies to tremble uncontrollably.

"Jia Three of the No-Return Camp pays... pays respects to the Blood Lord!"

"Liu Qing of the No-Return Camp pays respects to the Blood Lord!"

These former Great Supremes bowed their heads one after another in deep reverence!

The dog demon accompanying the Lightless Buddhist Son also stared with wide eyes; smelling the sudden scent of urine, his face filled with absolute disbelief.

"Ahhh, this young master has already attained godhood!"

Of course, what the demon failed to comprehend was that the terror inspired by Qi Yuan had long been etched into the very depths of his soul.

Furthermore, the present Qi Yuan had already ascended to a fathomless realm far beyond his comprehension.

The Blood Lord of old stood now in his crimson robe; though he no longer wielded that terrifying, blood-red demonic blade, the mere sight of his visage still convinced all who looked that he was a living legend.

He stood suspended in the void, facing the ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas.

Yet, for reasons no one could fathom, to anyone looking upon the scene, it appeared as though the Quasi-Buddhas were smaller, occupying a distinctly inferior position.

"I have arrived, you single dogs. I am well aware you have awaited me for a long time, but do not be impatient."

Naturally, the moment this legend opened his mouth, the illusion shattered.

Black lines formed on Daoist Kunxia’s forehead as he turned to Chen Huan. "Is your... is the Blood Lord's mind afflicted?"

To dare address the Quasi-Buddhas as single dogs!

Even if the Quasi-Buddhas were indeed solitary, shouting it aloud in such a manner was profoundly disrespectful to the Buddha.

"Lord Blood Lord merely possesses a train of thought that diverges significantly from ordinary men," Chen Huan replied, growing anxious.

He finally understood why Daoist Yu had signaled him to flee. Addressing the Quasi-Buddhas in this manner was practically inviting them to strike him dead.

The White-Browed Quasi-Buddha’s expression shifted slightly, though he maintained the dignified bearing of his station.

"Since you have revealed yourself, surrender the Golden Lotus of the Great Sun," the White-Browed Quasi-Buddha commanded, refraining from immediate violence.

Buddhas, after all, valued their dignity and appearance.

"Ahem..." Qi Yuan coughed lightly, his blood-red robe snapping sharply in the wind. "Granted, my devouring of your Golden Lotus of the Great Sun means I technically owe you, but I am a man who repays kindness with kindness and grievances with grievances.

How about I compensate you instead? What do you say?"

Not far off, Cantuo Half-Buddha saw this and the corner of his mouth twitched.

That scourge had truly come.

He wouldn’t really…

His body trembled; he dared not speak.

“Oh, how to compensate?” White-Brow Quasi-Buddha’s voice boomed, spreading through the entire Guiqi City, as he sized up Qi Yuan, as if to uncover his roots.

“Your Buddhist kingdoms have been at war for years without end—I have a way to solve this problem!” Qi Yuan declared grandly.

“What way?” a Quasi-Buddha asked, seeming quite patient.

Cold sweat broke out on Cantuo Half-Buddha’s forehead; he wanted to flee.

“Why do the Buddhist kingdoms never cease their strife? Isn’t it because they lack a Buddha?

I am kind-hearted by nature and cannot bear to see the Buddhist kingdoms in chaos.

Thus, I have conceived a method to address the root cause—I shall give you a Buddha!”

As his words fell, the atmosphere in the arena grew heavy, deathly silent.

No one dared to speak; all cultivators held their breath.

This Blood Lord… what audacity.

Does he not want to live?

Giving them a Buddha.

“Oh, why aren’t you saying anything? Do you think my gift too trivial?

How about this—if one Buddha isn’t enough, I’ll give you two, three, even four!

Rest assured, the candidates I recommend are absolutely suitable.

Back on Blue Star, I nearly became a professional manager, but I still angrily earned three hundred bucks.

On a certain Q&A platform, I solved countless netizens’ relationship problems and helped seventeen broken-up couples reunite.

The people I recommend are absolutely reliable!”

“Nonsense!”

“You child, stop your wild talk!”

“A True Buddha is not to be slandered by the likes of you!”

At that moment, these Quasi-Buddhas could no longer sit still.

If they let this man keep spouting nonsense, who knew what he might say next.

Where was the dignity of the Buddha? Where was the law?

Suddenly, a Quasi-Buddha made his move—a giant Buddha hand seal descended from the sky, as if to seize Qi Yuan.

Chen Huan’s heart tightened: “We’re doomed!”

He was filled with regret; he should have taken Qi Yuan and run!

Ten thousand years had passed, yet this Blood Lord’s nature hadn’t changed one bit.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened.

“Hey, you need to show me some respect—I’m the boss of your future boss.”

The voice was light and casual, yet it struck like thunder, like a decree.

The giant Buddha hand seal vanished in an instant, as if the Quasi-Buddha’s grasping strike had never occurred.

The original Buddha light, at the sound of Qi Yuan’s voice, instantly turned blood-red.

The Buddha light between heaven and earth also transformed into blood light!

What was once a place of solemn law became a land of absolute evil.

The sky turned scarlet, a sea of blood, shocking to behold, as if a great demon was brewing.

Qi Yuan stood in the void, clad in a blood-red robe, eerie and handsome.

The Buddha light had long been suppressed; the blood sea surged, killing intent filling the sky.

“When the leader speaks, don’t interrupt.

The local single dogs have no manners at all!”

With his words, the ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas seated in the sky changed color drastically.

The Buddha light on their bodies fell at that moment, and in an instant, they turned into blood Buddhas.

Chen Huan saw this and his eyes widened.

Kunxia Daoist was even more dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief.

The Dog Daoist beside Lightless Buddha Son blinked his eyes: “Actually, this old Daoist peeing on the ground is perfectly reasonable!”

The Quasi-Buddhas in the sky and the Half-Buddhas in Guiqi City were all utterly shocked at this moment, unable to believe what they were seeing.

This Blood Lord… why was he so formidable?

Wasn’t he just a legend from a small world ten thousand years ago?

He wasn’t even a Yin God!

“Who exactly are you?” White-Brow Quasi-Buddha’s expression shifted; the blood-red light pressed down on him, leaving him unable to move.

He couldn’t understand—even if a True Buddha descended, they would fall in realm, yet they wouldn’t exert such pressure on him.

Qi Yuan ignored White-Brow Quasi-Buddha and instead looked up at the sky: “I came with sincerity—you… should send someone who can make decisions.”

He was clearly addressing the True Buddhas watching from afar.

At that moment, Chen Huan tremblingly said to Kunxia Daoist: “Who is my big brother talking to?”

Kunxia Daoist shuddered all over, his aura shrinking to the extreme: “It should be… a Yang God…”

“Lord of the Holy Land… Hiss… let me hiss again!” Chen Huan’s face reddened; he was stunned.

Having ascended to the upper realm, he now understood his own insignificance, and he finally knew what a Yang God Heavenly Venerable truly was.

In fact, if a Yang God Heavenly Venerable wished, he could swallow the Liufeng Realm in one gulp.

The Blood Lord’s campaign against the demoness back then sounded magnificent, but in the eyes of a Yang God Heavenly Venerable, it was merely two ants fighting.

Big brother… secretly became a Yang God?

What big brother? Grandfather!

About ten breaths passed.

The auras of three Quasi-Buddhas changed.

Clearly, three True Buddhas had descended, inhabiting these mythical bodies.

“May I ask, benefactor, what business brings you to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Assembly?” White-Brow Quasi-Buddha spoke, but the one speaking had long since changed.

This True Buddha looked at Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with curiosity, doubt, and wariness.

He seemed to be guessing Qi Yuan's identity.

"Didn't I say? I'm sending you a Buddha," Qi Yuan said lazily.

The true Buddha spoke again, his voice vast and intoxicating: "Benefactor, you possess Buddha-nature and the power of reincarnation, but to become the ancestor of the Buddha-realm, you still lack much."

"Oh, I really do have a friend—it's not me!" Qi Yuan grew a bit anxious. "How about I call my friends over? They're all fine lads; surely they'd be enough to be your Buddha."

The true Buddha narrowed his eyes, conferring with the other two true Buddhas in an instant: "Let's see what tricks the benefactor plays."

On the Fifth Heaven, many true Buddhas looked curious or astonished.

Since reaching the realm of true Buddha, they had rarely experienced such emotional turmoil.

"Could it be that he truly knows some great Buddhist master?"

"No, all Buddhas in the world are within the Buddha-realm."

"Without seeing the Buddha-realm, how can one attain the Dharma?"

These voices murmured.

Their eyes pierced through several heavens, gazing at Qi Yuan through the Ten Thousand Buddha Realm.

At that moment, the aura of Qi Yuan, standing on the Sea of Blood, began to change—he became chaotic, yet clear, mysterious, and ancient.

"Blazing and bright, the infant emerges from the divine treasury; heed my command, Buddha-light brings auspiciousness!"

With Qi Yuan's voice, suddenly a wind swept across heaven and earth.

The crowd seemed to hear the roar of a divine Buddha.

And then, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the sky.

Above the firmament, a pair of golden eyes gleamed with piercing brilliance, as if seeing through the heavens and penetrating all illusions of the world.

Buddha-light draped over his battle robe, like an invincible war god!

"Victorious Fighting Buddha, hear my command!"

The unruly monkey, the Fighting Buddha who guards Mount Meru with his staff!

Majestic and beyond sight.

All attention fell upon him.

No one noticed that behind Qi Yuan stood a disheveled Buddha, lurking in the shadows, as if unseen by the world.

"This is..."

"Such powerful Buddha-intent!"

"This is a War Buddha!"

"Within the same realm, who can match him?"

All the true Buddhas gasped in awe.

Such a War Buddha, with surging battle intent sweeping all things, moved everyone.

Especially the true Buddhas—being true Buddhas themselves, they understood all the more the blazing battle spirit of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

If he were in the same realm as the Great Sun Radiant Buddha, the latter would surely lose within ten moves.

Profound Heart True Buddha's expression shifted; he was baffled as to where Qi Yuan had found such a War Buddha.

Why had no such War Buddha ever been heard of on the Nine Heavens?

If such a War Buddha guarded the Buddha-realm, why worry about its turmoil?

He looked at Qi Yuan, his Buddha-voice lingering: "Benefactor, this one may be a War Buddha among Buddhas, but he cannot be the Buddha Ancestor!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was disappointed.

He had summoned the Victorious Fighting Buddha first, with a bit of selfish motive.

After all, the Victorious Fighting Buddha was a villager of Green Water Village, the first to follow him.

"If the Victorious Fighting Buddha won't do, then... what about the Buddha Ancestor Wutian behind me?"

In truth, Qi Yuan had not only summoned the Victorious Fighting Buddha but also the Buddha Ancestor Wutian!

In Qi Yuan's memory, the Buddha Ancestor Wutian swept across the Three Realms, occupied Mount Meru, and forced Tathagata down into the mortal world.

Had Sun Wukong not merged with the relic, he might not have defeated the Buddha Ancestor Wutian.

It could be said that the Buddha Ancestor Wutian was absolutely a ruthless figure!

Now, he was to send a Buddha Ancestor to the Buddha-realm—unfamiliar with the place, he needed a ruthless one.

All the true Buddhas now turned their gaze to the Buddha Ancestor Wutian.

In an instant.

"No!"

"I see Buddhas shattered!"

"The Sea of Blood is filled with Buddha corpses!"

"Heaven and earth overturned!"

"Ah... the Buddha-realm falls!"

The expressions of all true Buddhas turned pale in that moment, their minds violently shaken.

Even their true bodies were affected, jolting awake.

And then, a terrifying thing happened.

The creation treasure, the Buddha-realm, began to tremble incessantly, emitting mournful cries, as if encountering a great enemy and wanting to flee.

"The Buddha-realm is abnormal—quick!"

"Hurry, stabilize the Buddha-realm!"

"This is a Buddha of great calamity!"

In that moment, all the awakened true Buddhas acted together.

The boundless Buddha-light spread like an ocean, vast and infinite.

The Buddha-realm shone bright as day, Buddha-light swirling, Buddha-voices unceasing, as if ten thousand Buddhas chanted in unison.

Only then did the creation treasure, the Buddha-realm, finally quiet down.

"Quickly, seal off the Flowing Wind Realm, forbid any faction from spying!"

At that moment, a true Buddha of the Ultimate Principle realm spoke.

Instantly, several true Buddhas of the Ultimate Principle realm acted together, cutting off all connections spying on the Flowing Wind Realm.

After all, this Buddha Ancestor Wutian seemed to concern the life and death of the Buddha-realm.

If other factions learned of it, it might provoke disaster.

In the void, countless murmuring voices arose.

"What happened in the Flowing Wind Realm? Why was it cut off?"

"I saw a Buddha of Battle and Victory."

"I saw a Buddha with disheveled hair?"

At this moment, in the city of Guiqi, the expressions of the remaining ninety-four quasi-Buddhas shifted slightly.

It was... the other true Buddhas of the Buddha Kingdom, all descending at this moment.

Of course, only a wisp of consciousness descended.

At this time, they all looked solemn, staring at Qi Yuan with fear, especially the Buddha Wutian.

Seeing their expressions, Qi Yuan was somewhat disappointed.

"Oh dear, it seems you're not satisfied with him. But no matter, I have many people. I'll recommend a few more. What do you think... will they do?"

Taihang True Buddha's gaze was like gold, his voice compassionate: "Agreed."

However, he stared at Buddha Wutian.

The other true Buddhas spoke one after another.

"Agreed."

They also stared at Buddha Wutian.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he hadn't turned Buddha Wutian into a watermelon head, or it would have been too embarrassing.

"Blazing and bright, the infant emerges from the divine treasury. Hear my command, the Buddha's voice is long." Qi Yuan's expression turned solemn, and an ancient aura once again permeated.

Murmurs, whispers, and telepathic voices intermingled.

"This world-destroying Buddha cannot be seen through, cannot be seen through!"

"This Blood Lord is too terrifying!"

"Who else does he want to summon?"

"These two are already terrifying enough. How can there be other Buddhas in the world?"

At that moment, heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

Behold... countless golden lights emerged from the void, dazzling and brilliant, as if condensed and compressed from Buddha light into substance.

The majestic Buddha sound also swept across the entire world at this moment.

All the true Buddhas and half-Buddhas, at this moment, seemed to hear a Buddha chanting, the scriptures pointing directly to the soul, making them tremble.

One Buddha seemed to come from the past, everything around him like a lamp.

"I come from the past, Dingguang Tathagata, Dipankara Buddha pays homage to my lord!"

One Buddha manifested eight forms, with a formless Dharma body, revealing the reward body and the response body.

"Coming from nowhere, going nowhere, Shakyamuni Buddha pays homage to my lord!"

All the true Buddhas trembled, their minds quaking.

These two Buddhas... seem to exist in the past and the present...

The creation treasure Buddha Kingdom shook.

All the true Buddhas and half-Buddhas were in a state of extreme shock.

But the time left for them to be shocked was not much.

Behold, another extremely powerful Buddha, majestic beyond measure, appeared.

Surging battle intent, endless Buddha sounds.

"Ancestor of all Buddhas, Namo Great Sage Relic Venerable King Buddha, pays homage to my lord!"

Before they could be shocked by the Ancestor of all Buddhas, now they had to be shocked by...

Behold, a Buddha seemed to come from the future. He looked ordinary, always smiling, with a big belly. In terms of Buddha appearance, he was far inferior to the previous three Buddha ancestors.

But as soon as he spoke, all the Buddhas were astonished.

"I come from the future, Maitreya Buddha, pays homage to my lord!"

"Future..."

"The world has no future, how can there be a future Buddha!"

"The Buddha Kingdom trembles, the infinite true words respond... it is truly the future Buddha!"

At this moment, Buddha light shone everywhere, the Buddha Kingdom shook.

The creation treasure Buddha Kingdom broke through five heavens, descended from the realm, and fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

Qi Yuan held the Buddha Kingdom, looked at these true Buddhas, and said calmly: "Are these friends of mine qualified to be Buddhas?"

"Being dragged into the book by the villainess heroine, what to do?"

Recommend a harem xianxia novel with strange props.

[Nine Yang Divine Art: Nine suns in the sky, can weaken the enemy's combat power by 90%.]

[Angel's Chaotic Kiss: Any living being, regardless of gender, except the caster, will definitely kiss within 2 minutes.]

[Peach Blossom Fate: As long as you spend more than 10 minutes alone with a female who has no blood relation, she will fall in love with you.]

(The end of this chapter)