I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Monk Wufa spoke quietly and calmly, without making a sound or a heavy tone.

These words plunged the entire Bodhi Starfield into a deathly silence.

Everyone is stupid.

The expression on Liaochen Ancient Buddha's face froze, and for the first time, genuine astonishment appeared in his usually calm and unwavering eyes.

Jingxuan, the head of Cihang Jingzhai, had just gotten up from the ground when he heard these words. He stumbled and almost fell back down.

Gu Santong, who was in the distance, had just picked up his wine gourd to take a sip when his movement froze in mid-air, and he didn't even notice that he had spilled wine all over himself.

Chu Qingge, Zhuge Yue, Lin Wanyin, Shi Xuanfei...

All eyes were focused on the smiling, fat monk and the calm-looking young man in black standing in front of him.

How can the entire Buddhist community of the Bodhi Starfield submit to a mere boy at the Great Saint Realm?

He even said that he was Buddha?

This isn't just arrogance, this is madness! Only a complete madman could utter such words!

Chu Feng himself was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the back of the fat monk in front of him, he felt a sense of admiration.

This guy is even better at pretending than I am.

Moreover, they act so innocent and unconventional, so self-righteous.

"Interesting," Chu Feng thought to himself. He wanted to see what this monk Wufa was up to.

In the dead silence, the ancient Buddha Liaochen finally found his voice, and his wrinkled old face twitched slightly.

"Impossible benefactor, your joke has gone too far."

He had imagined countless possibilities, including the possibility that the man might go on a killing spree and what harsh extortionate terms he might demand.

He never expected that the other party would make such an absurd request.

"A joke?" The smile on the monk's face gradually faded.

He turned his head, his small eyes narrowed, and an invisible cold glint flashed and disappeared.

"Old man, do you think I'm joking with you?"

An invisible yet terrifying aura, seemingly capable of crushing the heavens, slowly emanated from his obese body.

Liaochen Ancient Buddha's pupils suddenly contracted.

He felt as if time and space around him had been frozen.

His Saint Ancestor Realm cultivation level made him feel as insignificant as an ant in the face of this aura.

Liaochen Ancient Buddha took a deep breath, his gaze passing over Wufa and fixed intently on Chu Feng.

"Unable to help you, you were indeed once a powerful figure, invincible in your time. But now you are nothing but a remnant soul, with little power left."

His voice became low and slow.

"This old monk admits he is no match for you. But if we were to truly fight, this entire star system would be sunk. You might emerge unscathed, but what about the young benefactor behind you…?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the threat in his words was all too clear.

You care about this kid, right?

Then don't force me.

A lose-lose situation benefits no one.

"Are you threatening this humble monk?" Monk Wufa's eyes narrowed to slits.

"There is no threat, just stating the facts." The Ancient Buddha Liaochen clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. "How about we each take a step back? Let's just let today's matter drop. I can pretend nothing happened."

He's giving me a way out.

This is also a final warning to Monk Wufa.

Just as the monk was about to speak, Chu Feng behind him suddenly laughed.

"Okay."

Chu Feng took a step forward and stood side by side with Monk Wufa. He looked at the Ancient Buddha Liaochen opposite him with a playful smile on his face.

"Since you've put it that way, I'll naturally give you that face."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The tense expression on the face of the ancient Buddha Liaochen eased somewhat. He looked at Chu Feng, a hint of approval flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

This kid is at least sensible.

However, Chu Feng's next words instantly plunged the atmosphere, which had just eased, back to freezing point.

"but……"

Chu Feng extended a finger and pointed it at the Vajra Temple Buddha, who was already pale with fright and hiding behind the Ancient Buddha of Dust.

"He must die."

The body of the ancient Buddha in the Vajra Temple trembled violently, and all the color drained from its face.

"You!" He pointed at Chu Feng, both shocked and furious.

The brows of the ancient Buddha Liaochen furrowed once again.

"Young benefactor, one should be lenient when one can."

"Spare him?" Chu Feng's smile vanished completely, replaced by an indifferent coldness. "When he tried to kill me, why didn't he consider sparing my life?"

"Trying to reason with me now? Too late."

"You..." Ancient Buddha Liaochen wanted to say something more.

The monk waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, alright, old man, my young master has spoken, what are you still babbling about?"

He didn't even bother to look at the ancient Buddha of the Vajra Temple again, and simply flicked his finger casually in the direction of the other party.

A golden spot of light, almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed by in an instant.

The ancient Buddha statue at Jingang Temple suddenly froze.

He looked down, staring incredulously at his chest.

There, at some unknown time, a small hole appeared, open at both ends.

His vitality, his holy kingly essence, everything about him was flowing away madly through that tiny hole.

"you……"

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only managed to utter a dry syllable.

next second.

This ancient Buddha, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, had his entire body crumble like a sand sculpture, turning into countless golden specks of light that completely disappeared into the starry sky.

Both body and soul perished.

Liaochen Ancient Buddha's eyes twitched violently a few times.

He looked at the golden specks of light scattering across the sky, but ultimately said nothing.

He merely glanced deeply at Chu Feng and Monk Wufa, then clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, turned and stepped onto the Buddhist Path, disappearing step by step into the depths of the starry sky.

He chose to back down.

With his departure, this upheaval that shook the entire celestial realm finally came to an end.

The monk yawned, stretched, turned to Chu Feng, and said with a grin, "Little benefactor, I'm done. I'm going back to catch up on some sleep."

Without waiting for Chu Feng's reply, he transformed into a streak of light and entered the blood-red ancient coffin.

With a thought, Chu Feng retracted the Burial Coffin back to his brow.

He turned around and his gaze fell on Master Jingxuan, who was already slumped on the ground with a complicated expression.

"Out of respect for you being Master Wanyin, I will spare your life today."

Chu Feng's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"But from this day forward, Lin Wanyin and your Cihang Jingzhai will have no further relationship."

After saying that, he didn't look at the other person again, walked directly to Lin Wanyin, took her cold hand, and turned to the crowd, saying, "Let's go."

Amidst the fearful, angry, and complex gazes of all the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, the group boarded the flying boat, transformed into a streak of light, and disappeared into the horizon.

Only after the streak of light completely disappeared did Jingxuan feel as if all her strength had been drained away, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

She gazed at the empty starry sky, her eyes filled with endless regret and bewilderment.