Chapter 641 - 62: The Supreme’s Dog-Beating Stick, Converting Buddhism to Daoism, the Buddha’s Downfall

Chapter 641: Chapter 62: The Supreme’s Dog-Beating Stick, Converting Buddhism to Daoism, the Buddha’s Downfall

Lu Xuan flashed a brilliant smile.

"It’s not yet certain if the one fated to undergo the tribulation of the Journey to the West will change. If not, and it’s still that monkey, then I invite you, senior, to join my Dao Dynasty. Take on a name and perform a task."

"What name, and what task?"

"In a certain part of Ancient History, there was another tribulation after the Journey to the West, a continuation of its conflict."

Lu Xuan didn’t answer directly, instead narrating:

"In that tribulation, the one fated for it changed Buddhism to Daoism, Arhats to Venerables, Bodhisattvas to Mahasattvas, and Buddhas to Great Awakening Golden Immortals. He transformed all Buddhas into Celestial Venerables..."

"Lin Lingsu?"

The Buddha laughed. He clearly had a deep impression of this past tribulation and said with feeling:

"That tribulation first erupted 7,849 volumes of Ancient History ago. At that time, the Buddhist Sect was nearly wiped out, while the Daoist Sect reversed its decline from the Journey to the West and rose to great prominence..."

After a pause, his gaze grew profound.

"You want me to enter your Dao Dynasty, take the name Lin Lingsu, and during the Journey to the West, reenact this tribulation to change Buddhism into Daoism?"

"Precisely," Lu Xuan admitted frankly.

After a long silence, the Buddha nodded.

"It is... not impossible."

’Another Dao Fruit has entered the Dao Dynasty,’ Lu Xuan thought, overjoyed. ’The dynasty’s fortune... is about to skyrocket again.’

And as the Lord of the Dao Dynasty, he would naturally be the one to benefit the most.

.........

"Cast Artifact?"

The Blind Daoist and the Lame Daoist were a bit puzzled.

"Why would your great master suddenly want to cast a Great Artifact again?"

Lu Xuan’s true self kept a straight face, but said, feeling a little guilty:

"That... I’m not too clear on the details."

The Blind Daoist didn’t overthink it and said carelessly:

"Fine, then let’s make the trip."

"Hold on."

But the Lame Daoist frowned and began to mutter to himself:

"Why do I have such a bad feeling? It feels like something bad is happening..."

"You do?" The Blind Daoist was surprised. "I am the Cause of All Fruits, but I haven’t sensed anything unusual... Could it be that the Demon Ancestor, Bodhi, and the others are plotting against you?"

"I guess so...?" The Lame Daoist was uncertain. He just felt that something was off but couldn’t put his finger on it, feeling uneasy all over.

The Final Tribulation was drawing near, and the closer it got, the stronger Spirit Treasure became, while Primordial grew weaker...

Shaking his head, the Lame Daoist stopped thinking about it. He and the Blind Daoist immediately followed Lu Xuan, stealthily heading toward the Great Heaven and Earth.

Arriving at the entrance to Douluo Palace, the Blind Daoist was surprised.

"Why are you all waiting outside the gate?"

Lu Jianxue shook her head in confusion. Golden Horned and Silver Horned bowed but didn’t dare to answer.

The two Daoists didn’t think much of it and immediately pushed the gate open to enter. Lu Xuan followed close behind.

"Supreme, what artifact do you intend to cast?"

As soon as they entered Douluo Palace, the Blind Daoist asked with a smile, only to find that Supreme Laojun was nowhere to be seen. Standing in the middle of the palace was the Supreme Moral Heavenly Venerate.

He spoke calmly:

"You’re too late. The Great Artifact has already been cast."

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace and casually took out a stick and a piece of veiled cloth.

"What are these two things?"

The Blind Daoist and the Lame Daoist curiously moved closer. The latter said with some disdain:

"Supreme, your artifact casting skills are still not that great..."

Supreme said lightly:

"This is the Dog-Beating Stick. The cloth is for sealing. It doesn’t have a name."

"The Dog-Beating Stick?" The Blind Daoist chuckled. "What kind of name is that? It truly lacks any class..."

Lu Xuan silently took a step back. After a moment’s thought, he took another.

But Supreme gave a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

"Is that so? I, on the other hand, think it’s a great name. A very great name, indeed..."

The moment he finished speaking, the Blind Daoist felt nothing, but alarm bells went off in the Lame Daoist’s mind.

In the next instant, a large, aged hand reached out from the Eight Trigrams Furnace, holding the veiled cloth. It covered and sealed the two Daoists’ heads, isolating all fluctuations.

"Take a deep breath. Dizziness is normal..."

With that, Supreme advanced menacingly, brandishing the Dog-Beating Stick.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

A series of muffled thuds and miserable cries were completely isolated by the veiled cloth, not a single bit leaking out.

But faintly, Lu Xuan could hear his two masters’ pained shouts.

"Supreme, are you insane?!"

The old man swung the Dog-Beating Stick even more ferociously, gritting his teeth.

"I’m beating you two old dogs!"

He chased the two Daoists as they scurried all over the Daoist Palace, frantically smashing them with a stick specially enchanted with Dao principles of the [Pain] category.

Lu Xuan silently covered his eyes.

’How tragic!’