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Chapter 18: Sacrificing the Two Saints
"Who was the person who helped the Marshal to become a Daluo Jinxian?"

Zen Master Wuchao's words made both Queen Mother and Tianpeng stunned.

A Taiyi Golden Immortal ascending to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm? Was it an external force, rather than a breakthrough on the battlefield? The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes slightly. If Zen Master Wuchao's guess was correct, then the other party had at least used a method similar to enlightenment.

But who is a fool? In the Dharma-Ending Age, helping others to break through?

Marshal Tianpeng snorted coldly, "I don't know what the Zen Master is talking about. I've been at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal for many years. Now, in this critical moment, how can I expect outsiders to help me break through?"

"Oh? Really? I see that Marshal Tianpeng is at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, but if he wants to reach the Daluo realm, he still needs at least 100,000 years of cultivation. If he can achieve enlightenment in one day and it can equal 100,000 years of cultivation, then he would be the envy of others!"

"Furthermore, my curse has fallen into the long river of time. If no one helps the Marshal, with his peak Taiyi Golden Immortal strength, it is impossible for him to move an inch. Queen Mother, the other party is a variable under the catastrophe."

"If the Queen Mother truly still represents the Heavenly Dao, then this matter must be reported to Emperor Haotian. Someone who can casually draw upon a hundred thousand years of accumulated magical power and can fall into the River of Time is very likely to endanger the Three Realms. This person must be at least at the early stage of Sainthood!"

"Queen Mother, don't listen to the Zen master's nonsense. Now in the Three Realms, there is no saint except the one in the Miluo Palace! This is nonsense!" Tianpeng said hurriedly, but saw that Queen Mother looked at Tianpeng as if he was a fool.

"So he's only a quasi-saint? It seems he's just an ant that's survived since the dawn of time! In this case, I'm relieved. Of course, without the foundation of Hongmeng Purple Qi to communicate with the Heavenly Dao, how could he become a saint?"

"Bald donkey, you are deceiving me!" Tianpeng never thought that Zen Master Wuchao would use this method to obtain information, which was really unworthy of a saint.

"As the saying goes, all is fair in war. It's the Marshal who is too foolish! In that case, I will stay at Futu Mountain and wait for the calamity to come! Tianpeng, I hope that when we meet again, you can be sure to escape from my hands alive!"

Zen Master Wu Chao clasped his hands together and said, "Namo! I now take Futu as my name, the laws of heaven and earth as my witness, and Futu Mountain as my place of practice!"

Before he finished speaking, vitality spread out with the paulownia tree where Zen Master Wuchao had fallen as the center, and tender buds emerged from the ground. Countless plants were growing on the ground that had just been flattened by the battle.

Not only that, when those plants appeared, they all emitted bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

For a moment, the Buddha's voice was vast and rippling like water waves on the Futu Mountain.

"Shameless!" The Queen Mother began to retreat with Dongfang Shuo.

"Thank you, Queen Mother, for enclosing a temple for me!" Zen Master Wuchao didn't care at all. After all, this was a seal cast by the Queen Mother's rules of heaven and earth. Now, wherever the Dharma was heard, it became Zen Master Wuchao's real temple.

In this way, this contest is not without gain, even if it disgusts the Taoist sect a little.

Tianpeng looked at the plants and trees that had transformed into the appearance of monks, bowing down in worship in the direction of Zen Master Wuchao, and felt nauseous.

The methods of the two Western saints were ultimately too overbearing.

Tianpeng also retreated.

"Queen Mother, are we just going to watch the Zen Master turn this place into his own temple?" Tianpeng was very angry. After all, he had worked so hard to seal it, only to let the Zen Master Wuchao get such a piece of land.

"This is already the limit! Marshal Tianpeng was able to seal a saint's clone with Laojun's Nine-toothed Rake, which is already a very good record. If he is really pushed to the limit, it may really be a fight to the death. It's just a piece of land, so give it to him."

The Queen Mother seemed magnanimous. The human race had not yet fully multiplied, and the world was vast. It was fine to give up a mere mountain. If it could really stop the merits of the West, it would be a worthwhile deal.

"What are the Marshal's plans next?"

"I'm planning to go to Huaguo Mountain to see where the Queen Mother is?"

"That's what I was thinking, why don't we join together?"

"It's Tianpeng's honor!" The three of them immediately flew towards Huaguo Mountain.

On Mount Futu, Zen Master Wuchao stood up from his bird's nest and looked into the void.

"Fellow Daoist, you have entered this catastrophe as a quasi-saint, and you are trying to steal my merits from the West. Aren't you really afraid of backlash from Heaven?" Zen Master Wuchao's voice was indifferent, but he didn't sound like he was talking to himself.

Ye Xuantian stepped out from the void and nodded slightly.

"I've seen the Holy Saint!"

"It's just a clone, not worthy of the name of a saint. Greetings to fellow Taoist!" Zen Master Wuchao returned the greeting and looked at Ye Xuantian with inquiring eyes.

"I think I saw you among the Xiantian human race during the early days of Hongmeng. No wonder you were able to easily use a hundred thousand years of cultivation to help Tianpeng break through. It seems you've been hiding away for all these years and have stored all your cultivation."

"The Zen Master is right!"

"I have lived in seclusion for so many years just for this one calamity to take away my Western Paradise. Is it worth it? Or have I done something to offend my fellow Taoists in the West?" This question from Zen Master Wuchao came from the heart.

He really didn't understand when they in the West had provoked Ye Xuantian.

"That's not the case. It's just that the Conferred God Tribulation has just passed, and the Heavenly Dao is absorbing the merits of the Tribulation and has fallen into a deep sleep. That's why I dared to intervene."

"Daoyou are only afraid of Heaven? Second Senior Brother is now in high heaven, so Daoyou are not afraid?"

"If you stay in the position of a saint for too long, you will become as high and mighty as the way of heaven, and develop arrogance. You will forget that both the innate and acquired human races are part of the Great Dao that has escaped. You will misjudge the variables and fail to look down."

Zen Master Wu Chao was silent for a moment before he said, "You see it clearly, fellow Daoist, but there's one thing I'm not sure about. To be able to use their power to seal my two brothers simultaneously requires the efforts of multiple parties. How did you convince them?"

Speaking of this, Zen Master Wuchao couldn't help but shook his head.

"The Taoist child living in seclusion on the Three Immortals Island masters the laws of heaven and earth. The Purple Star Emperor dares to mobilize the Star Lord of the Sky. The Queen Mother disregards the laws of heaven and takes action personally. The old man who refines medicine has begun to refine weapons. Even the current Emperor Haotian is afraid that he cannot command them all at the same time."

"Please help me solve my doubts, fellow Taoist!" Zen Master Wuchao bowed respectfully to Ye Xuantian.

"Because I promised them the path to future holiness!"

Ye Xuantian’s answer made Zen Master Wuchao’s eyes widen.

The path to sainthood?

In this Dharma-Ending Age, if one wants to become a saint, not to mention that there is no Hongmeng Purple Qi, even this catastrophe is only for the purpose of completing the Heavenly Dao, and there is absolutely no chance of further advancement.

"Impossible! If that's the case, fellow Daoist, please tell us two brothers, and we two brothers can help you!"

"That won't work!"

"Hmm?" Zen Master Wuchao was stunned. Ye Xuantian's answer was too decisive.

"Why?"

"Because the two saints are sacrifices!"

(End of this chapter)