Chapter 606 - 48: Berating Buddha and Cursing Ancestors, the Celestial Realm is Dead

Chapter 606: Chapter 48: Berating Buddha and Cursing Ancestors, the Celestial Realm is Dead

The Dao Fruit Game.

Only Profound Origin Fusheng and Amitabha Buddha were seated there.

"Fellow Daoist, please have some tea."

Amitabha Buddha smiled, and with a gentle push, a cup of tea floated before Lu Xuan.

He picked it up and examined it closely. The teacup was forged from the remains of three thousand Ancient Realms. This single cup was a Daluo Level Magical Treasure.

The tea within was clear, yet infinite nascent Great Realms rose and fell within its depths. With a single sip, these countless new Great Realms would tumble into his stomach, their burgeoning power nourishing his physique and birthing endless vitality.

Lu Xuan praised the tea, then set down the cup and asked with a smile,

"If I may ask, Fellow Daoist, what is the purpose of your invitation?"

"To reminisce."

Amitabha Buddha spoke calmly. He glanced at the six Supreme Beings battling in the depths of the Great Chaos, and his heart settled somewhat.

With Demon Ancestor Fu Xi fighting alongside and Bodhi providing support from the flanks, they were still at a disadvantage but had at least secured an unassailable position.

’Thankfully, this Purple Cloud Palace Master hasn’t intervened. Otherwise...’

His thoughts ran deep. ’The Purple Cloud Palace Master is said to be of Primordial’s Direct Lineage, but it now seems that is just an ethereal title.’

’Otherwise, he would have surely entered the fray to help The Three Pristine Ones.’

’And since he hasn’t helped them, it means he can be won over!’

At this thought, a gentle smile reappeared on his face. Reaching into a certain stretch of time, he procured a branch of the Bodhi Miaoshu from Ancient Bodhi Buddha and slowly offered it to Lu Xuan.

"I have observed that you have a profound affinity with the Buddhist Path and extraordinary talent, Fellow Daoist. This single branch is an Ancient Level Supreme Treasure. It contains the great Wisdom Light and may be of benefit to you."

Lu Xuan did not take the branch, only stating calmly,

"I cannot accept a reward I have not earned."

"Not at all. This is merely a gift. Besides, I am already grateful that you did not enter the fray and attack Bodhi and the Demon Ancestor, Fellow Daoist."

Lu Xuan’s expression remained unchanged as he slowly accepted the Miaoshu Branch, but inwardly he felt a sense of unease.

’Did he think I *didn’t want* to join the battle?’

’The truth is, I *can’t*!’

’Without the Eye of the Primordial, I’d have difficulty even observing a battle of that caliber, let alone participating...’

Stroking the Miaoshu Branch in his hand, a smile surfaced on Lu Xuan’s face as well.

"I observe that matters in the Late Han Dynasty are about to be settled. Allow me to congratulate you in advance, Fellow Daoist. Once you obtain the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Western Pure Land will be complete, and you will surely ascend to an even greater height."

The Buddhist Sect emphasizes retribution in the next life, making Reincarnation a matter of supreme importance. Both Amitabha and Bodhi have coveted the Six Paths of Reincarnation for a very long time.

Upon hearing this, a brilliant smile bloomed on Amitabha Buddha’s face.

"I owe it to your blessings, Fellow Daoist... That said, the cosmos is divided into Yin and Yang, and all things have two sides. Thus, there is Daoism, and there is Buddhism. It’s just that..."

Lu Xuan’s heart skipped a beat. ’Here comes the main event,’ he thought, asking with an impassive expression,

"Just what?"

Amitabha Buddha sighed softly.

"It is just that Daoism and Buddhism have always been unbalanced. Daoism has The Three Pristine Ones, while Buddhism has only myself and Bodhi. We are still short one Lord of Buddhism."

Lu Xuan smiled.

"I observe that the Buddha Mother has already attained a Dao Fruit. Perhaps she would be suitable."

"Impossible. She ultimately attained it through unsavory means, and what’s more, she is subservient to the Demon Ancestor. She is not suitable..."

"Then what about Sakyamuni Buddha?" Lu Xuan asked. "Shakyamuni was born from the essence of Buddhism and has also achieved a Dao Fruit. Perhaps he could take on this great responsibility."

"Still unsuitable."

Amitabha Buddha sighed again.

"From the moment of his birth, he pointed one finger to the heavens and one to the earth, proclaiming ’Only I Am Venerable.’ His disposition is incompatible with both mine and Bodhi’s."

"Then who is suitable?" Lu Xuan asked with a smile.

Amitabha Buddha looked at him, his gaze burning bright.

"I believe you, Fellow Daoist, have what it takes!"

Lu Xuan feigned great shock, spilling the tea from his hand. The liquid, which contained infinite nascent Great Realms, splashed into the River of Time, crashed into the Celestial Myriad Realms, and stirred up a massive tidal wave!

"Fellow Daoist, speak no more of this! Speak no more of this!"

Lu Xuan exclaimed in alarm,

"Are you trying to lead me to perfidy, Fellow Daoist?!"

...

"You are Immortal! Your lifespan is endless! How could it come to this!" Liu Bei demanded, his eyes bloodshot and his voice trembling.

Zhuge Kongming gripped Liu Bei’s hand tightly. He wanted to speak, but the words caught in his throat, and all that escaped was a long sigh.

"We were so close... so close..."

He closed his eyes, offering no reply.

More people began to arrive as the Purple Cloud Palace opened its gates wide. This was...

The first sermon.

The white-haired, world-weary Zhuge Kongming was just an inconspicuous figure within the Purple Cloud Palace. He gazed all around, watching Ancient Virtuous Ones like Zhang Ling and the Ghost Valley Master greeting one another like long-lost kin.

He saw the arrival of the all-powerful Buddha Mother. He watched as this Supreme Being—so high and mighty, so far beyond the mortal world and the flow of time—bowed her head in reverence.

When the sermon finally ended, a dazed Zhuge Kongming was about to step onto the Chaos Ladder. He was preparing to return to the desolation of the Human World, to face a city and an entire Shu Region filled with countless corpses, when suddenly,

he felt the world spin around him. His vision blurred. He looked around and saw only the dim expanse of Chaos. Here, time and space seemed to have lost all meaning.

There was no up or down, no left or right, no front or back.

Zhuge Kongming, his back hunched, peered into his surroundings, but his eyes perceived only a blur of non-existence.

He simply stood there in silence. An unknown amount of time passed before a light suddenly appeared in the distance.

To be precise, there were three balls of light.

The first was an Azure Lamp, illuminating all worlds and Celestial Realms, shining through to the very root of Cause and Effect.

The second was a Gloomy Lamp, within which mountains and rivers rose and fell, suffused with the myriad aspects of the Human Dao.

The last was an Ashen Lamp—stately, vast, and majestic. Within it, earthly spirits roamed, and all of creation turned in accordance with Nature.

Within its majestic radiance, one could see the changing of the seasons and the endless cycle of life and death.

Zhuge Kongming laboriously raised a wrinkled hand to rub his eyes. When he looked again, the three lights were drawing nearer.

It was a Daoist Child, holding an Azure Lamp, a Gloomy Lamp, and an Ashen Lamp as he walked toward him.

A chill ran through him. The Daoist Child was clearly before his eyes, yet he found it impossible to form a clear image of the child’s face in his mind.