Chapter 2639 - 2637: On Mount Sumeru

Chapter 2639: Chapter 2637: On Mount Sumeru

Those cultivators present, be they from the Buddhist Sect, loose cultivators, or the Exposition Sect, all watched Long Fei with schadenfreude.

These people either had grudges with Long Fei or harbored envy and jealousy towards him.

Seeing Long Fei in trouble and provoking the Earth Immortal Ancestor was naturally entertainment for all.

The Lady of Mount Li felt embarrassed, not wishing for such a spectacle from Zhen Yuanzi at her birthday banquet.

Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke with intention, "Grand Immortal Master Zhen Yuanzi, is there some misunderstanding here?"

Zhen Yuanzi’s temper flared, with the Three Corpse Spirits stirring, "What misunderstanding could there be? A son must pay his father’s debt. Today is the grand birthday of my junior sister from Mount Li, so I, a poor cultivator, won’t argue with you. If you want your son back tomorrow, come solve this at my Wuzhuang Temple!"

Lin Yingying looked anxiously at Long Fei.

Long Fei calmly responded to Zhen Yuanzi, "The grand immortal is right; a son must pay his father’s debt. Tomorrow, I shall personally visit and allow Zhen Yuanzi to handle this matter."

"Afraid you won’t dare to come!"

Zhen Yuanzi grunted, seemingly having come specifically for Long Fei, and upon hearing Long Fei’s acceptance, he immediately stood and left.

The Lady of Mount Li breathed a long sigh of relief, truly fearing a fight between Zhen Yuanzi and Long Fei on Mount Li, which would have been a great loss of face for her.

She comforted Long Fei, Lin Yingying, and the others, "Emperor, junior sister, children causing trouble is a common occurrence. This Ginseng Fruit is the taboo of Grand Immortal Zhen Yuanzi; others must not even touch it. Your child caused such trouble, and as an elder, I cannot shirk responsibility. Tomorrow, I will accompany you to Wuzhuang Temple to resolve this matter."

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Lin Yingying looked embarrassed, silently lamenting that her son was truly troublesome.

Of all people to offend, it had to be such an immense figure.

In the world of loose cultivators, all revered Zhen Yuanzi.

In the Cultivation World, he was a figure equal in fame to the Sanqing.

The gathered Bodhisattvas whispered with schadenfreude, and Guanyin Bodhisattva even asked with a smile, "Emperor, do you need this humble monk’s help? Back when Monk Tang and his disciples traveled west, they too caused a calamity at Wuzhuang Temple, which this poor monk helped resolve."

Monk Tang blushed slightly upon hearing this, joining his hands and quietly reciting Amitabha.

Zhu Bajie grumbled nearby, "Bodhisattva, why do you always bring up those ancient and rotten affairs? You merely helped save a tree; how long will you remember that?"

"Second Brother..."

Sha Seng and Little White Dragon awkwardly called out to him, feeling he was too disrespectful to the Bodhisattva.

Long Fei laughed at Guanyin, "I have long heard that Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Manjushri Bodhisattva possess great mana, hailed as the Western Three Greats. Since I have the fortune to meet you today, why not have a match?"

Guanyin replied with interest, "What does the Emperor wish to compare?"

Long Fei said, "Let the Bodhisattva choose the challenge; I will accept it!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva laughed, "Interesting. If we’re to compete, there must be stakes."

Samantabhadra asked, "Does the Emperor have any stakes?"

Long Fei grinned gently, "I once had ties to Buddhism, but by some mishap, I severed my karma with the sect. If I lose, I am willing to submit to the Buddhist Sect, to obey commands without objection in the future."

The three Bodhisattvas exchanged glances and readily agreed, "That sounds like excellent stakes."

Guanyin asked, "But what if the Emperor wins?"

Samantabhadra said, "We will not submit to your Demon Clan, Emperor!"

Long Fei laughed heartily, "Fear not, I won’t have the three of you submit to the Demon Clan. If I win, you only need to remove the curse seals on your mounts and grant them freedom."

"Mounts?"

The three Bodhisattvas exchanged a look, not expecting Long Fei to have such a goal in mind.

Zhu Bajie called out excitedly, "Bodhisattva, compete with the Eastern Emperor! Bringing him into our Buddhist Sect would definitely ensure the sect’s prosperity!"

Tang Sanzang’s eyes also lit up, understanding Long Fei’s significance.

The Patriarch Buddha had once revealed a heavenly secret, "Securing the Eastern Emperor ensures the peace of the Western calamity!"

Though the duel carried risks, it was quite the worthwhile ordeal.

The three Bodhisattvas seemed to have prepared beforehand, agreeing with Long Fei, "Since the Emperor is interested, let us have a match."

Guanyin Bodhisattva added, "Today is the Lady’s birthday celebration, so let it be entertainment for her!"

The Lady of Mount Li nodded awkwardly, casting a meaningful glance at Long Fei.

Lin Yingying’s heart sank, wondering if the Lady of Mount Li knew about this in advance?

Or perhaps, was her birthday banquet held to facilitate this very event?

Long Fei was not surprised in the least, for he had long calculated the Lady of Mount Li’s intentions.

Thus, he went along with the plan, incidentally rescuing Qiu Shouxian, Spirit Tooth Fairy, and Golden Light Fairy along the way.

The group of cultivators had felt disappointed at Zhen Yuanzi’s departure, yet they didn’t expect Long Fei to clash with the Bodhisattvas immediatelly afterward.

This brought them excitement, as they eagerly gathered to watch the spectacle unfold.

Zhu Bajie ate fruit from the table, chuckling, "The Eastern Emperor is overreaching. Though he’s formidable, how could he be a match for the Bodhisattvas? Moreover, challenging three Bodhisattvas at once?"

Sha Seng nodded, "The Bodhisattvas’ cultivation level is akin to the Taiyi Golden Immortal. The Eastern Emperor, with only a physical cultivation level, how could he contend with them?"

Little White Dragon’s eyes shone brightly, believing that Long Fei must have his own merits to boldly propose this duel.

However, challenging the three Western giants at once seemed a bit unreliable even to Little White Dragon.

Under the Lady of Mount Li’s hospitality, the disciples vacated a neighboring mountain to host the duel between Long Fei and the three Bodhisattvas.

The three Bodhisattvas positioned themselves in three separate directions on the mountain, enveloped in golden Buddhist light, with dignified Dharma Laksana, "We will transform a portion of space; if the Emperor can enter and exit it, we have lost!"

The three of them simultaneously cast a spell, immediately summoning a magical treasure resembling a diabolo.

This magical treasure radiated wondrous Buddhist light.

The diabolo spun, with Buddhist hymns singing.

From every direction, it seemed like an entire world.

A glance from outside might make one feel as if they were about to be transformed and brought within.

Zhu Bajie was the first to exclaim in surprise, "Goodness, the Westerners are serious—bringing out even Mount Sumeru?"

"Amitabha!"

Tang Sanzang joined his hands, casting a stern glance at Zhu Bajie, signaling him to hold his tongue.

"Mount Sumeru?"

The Buddhist disciples present were also shocked, pondering if the West took Long Fei far too seriously?

This magical treasure was said to be the embodiment of the three thousand great thousand worlds by the Western Tathagata Buddha.

One great thousand world contains three thousand middle thousand worlds.

Each middle thousand world holds three thousand small thousand worlds.

Every small thousand world forms a Buddha Land.

The inhabitants of the Buddha Land are monks of the Western Ultimate Bliss World.

The combined force of three thousand great worlds is a staggering number of monks, worlds, and immense mana.

The cultivators were all alarmed by the sight.

The Lady of Mount Li even turned away somewhat unwillingly, not daring to face Long Fei and the others.

Lin Yingying, Wang Xiaoya, and Lin Shanshan similarly looked at Long Fei with concern.

Little Kirin and the others covertly transmitted messages to Long Fei, "We are willing to fight alongside Father!"

Long Fei shook his head at them, rising alone.

Facing the three Bodhisattvas, he sighed lightly, "If that is the case, then I shall enter this Mount Sumeru. If this Mount Sumeru is my destination, I’ll practice in it, shorn and monk-like. If the Bodhisattvas lose, I ask you to honor our previous agreement!"

The three Bodhisattvas joined their hands, smiling confidently, "It shall be as you say; a monk never speaks false words."