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The vast and desolate land has been bustling with activity lately.

In the East, the Three Pure Ones have become saints, and Nuwa has become a saint. Even the Wu tribe at the foot of Buzhou Mountain is now thriving. It is said that the Twelve Ancestral Witches not only have primordial spirits, but also created some kind of "Underworld Resurrection Pool". If you soak the dead in it, hey, they can come out jumping around and killing people again in a few days.

Life brings joy to some and sorrow to others.

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

Compared to the blessed lands of the East, this place is practically a slum. Not only is the spiritual energy scarce, but even a decent spiritual herb is hard to find.

The two leaders of the Western Sect, the Guide Daoist and the Zhunti Daoist, were sitting face to face on a bare rock, staring at each other.

Zhunti's face was still swollen. Last time, Di Ting almost bit his butt, and although he used a magic potion, the psychological trauma was still there. Even when he sat down, he felt a chill under his butt.

"Senior brother," Zhunti sighed, a sigh filled with genuine emotion, containing so much grievance and heartache, "we can't go on like this anymore."

Jieyin already had a sour face, and after hearing these words, his face became even more bitter, as if he had eaten two pounds of bitter herbs.

"Junior brother, watch your words," Jieyin said in a sullen voice. "Although we are poor, our ambition must not be diminished."

"What good is ambition!" Zhunti slapped his thigh, which aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain. "Look at the East! The Three Pure Ones are the direct descendants of Pangu, their sainthood is a foregone conclusion. Nuwa is Hongjun's closed-door disciple, so creating humans and becoming a saint is also a natural progression. But what about us?"

Zhunti stood up and spun around in that tiny space, becoming more and more excited as he spoke.

"Back in Zixiao Palace, we begged and pleaded for those two prayer mats! They were our hope for the revival of the West! But what about now? They've all become saints! Even that gigolo Lin Xuan has become a 'representative of the underworld,' surrounded by followers, with a wife, children, and a warm bed. And us? We're still quasi-saints! Still quasi-saints being bullied!"

Jieyin remained silent.

Yes, the difference is huge.

Before, everyone was a quasi-saint, so they could still give each other face. Now that he's a saint, it's "all below the saint are ants." If one day the Primordial Celestial Venerable is in a bad mood and comes to level Mount Sumeru, they won't even have a place to reason with him.

Not to mention Lin Xuan.

The thought of Lin Xuan made Zhunti's teeth itch with hatred. That kid was too wicked; not only did he unleash his dogs to bite people, but he also made that brute Xing Tian dance in the square outside his door for three days and three nights, extorting three Bodhi seeds from him!

Those are Bodhi seeds! Only one fruit grows on its own body every ten thousand years!

"Senior brother, we must become saints!" Zhunti stopped in his tracks, his eyes gleaming like a hungry wolf. "If we don't become saints soon, there will be no place for our Western Sect in this primordial world!"

Jieyin sighed, "I wish I could. But we don't have the merit of creating the world or creating humans. Although we established the Western Religion, this sect... cough cough, you know, not many people believe in it. That little bit of merit is not enough for us to eliminate the three corpses."

"Not enough merit..." Zhunti's eyes darted around, a sign that he was about to hatch another wicked plan.

Suddenly, he clapped his hands: "I've got it! Senior brother, since we don't have any merit points right now, could we... borrow some?"

"Borrow?" Jieyin was stunned. "Borrow from whom? From the Three Pure Ones? We'd be lucky if they didn't attack us. From Nuwa? She's Lin Xuan's wife, that's even more impossible."

"No, no, no, it's not borrowing from anyone." Zhunti pointed to the sky above, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Borrowing from the Heavenly Dao!"

Jieyin was startled: "Junior brother, are you crazy? Heaven is impartial; how could it possibly lend you money?"

"Why is it impossible?" Zhunti thought about it more and more and felt that this was a possibility. "We can make a grand vow! We can swear to Heaven that we will save all sentient beings, revitalize the Western Paradise, and do countless good deeds. As long as our vow is big enough and ruthless enough, Heaven will definitely give us merit in advance so that we will work for it in the future!"

This is similar to an ordinary person borrowing money from a money lender. As long as you have enough collateral or a strong ability to repay in the future, the money lender is willing to lend.

After thinking about it for a moment, Jieyin's eyes lit up.

"This trick... it's a bit underhanded, but it's a last resort."

"What's called shamelessness? This is called great wisdom!" Zhunti rubbed his hands excitedly. "Senior brother, let's begin! I've calculated it; we need to make at least forty-eight great vows to accumulate enough merit to become a saint!"

"Forty-eight? That many?" Jieyin sounded a little guilty. "When will we ever finish this?"

"Who cares! Let's get the sainthood first!" Zhunti said with a smug look on his face. "Once we become saints, we'll be immortal. Then we can renege on our debts... cough cough, we'll pay them back slowly. What can Heaven do to us then?"

The two hit it off.

Just do it.

The two straightened their clothes, which were still tattered, but their expressions were quite solemn.

They sat cross-legged atop Mount Sumeru, hands clasped together, and began to conjure extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth.

"Buzz—!"

A golden light rose from the two of them and shot straight into the sky.

Zhunti cleared his throat, focused his energy in his dantian, and his voice resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world.

"Heaven above! I am the Guide and Cundi of the West! Today, moved by the suffering of the beings in the West, I make this great vow to liberate all people and revitalize the West!"

"My first vow: If I attain unsurpassed enlightenment, and there are hells, hungry ghosts, or animals in my land, may I not attain perfect enlightenment!"

"Second Vow: If I attain unsurpassed Bodhi, and any heavenly beings or humans in my land, after their lives end, are reborn in the three evil realms, may I not attain perfect enlightenment!"

……

These grand aspirations were deafening.

The powerful beings throughout the entire primordial world were alarmed.

On Mount Kunlun, the Primordial Celestial Venerable was drinking tea when he heard the commotion and spat out his tea: "Are these two crazy? Are they trying to make empty promises to the Heavenly Dao?"

On Jin'ao Island, the Tongtian Sect Leader was polishing his sword when he heard this and laughed heartily: "Interesting! Very interesting! These two from the West have even abandoned all shame in their pursuit of sainthood; they're practically signing a contract of servitude!"

The Underworld, Pangu Palace.

Lin Xuan was lying in a rocking chair, while Lin Yue was peeling grapes for him.

Upon hearing Zhunti's voice, Lin Xuan spat out the grape skins and a mischievous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"System, did you hear that? These two old bastards have gone crazy and started using online loans."

[Ding! Key plot point detected: The Second Buddha of the West makes a grand vow to become a saint.]

[New quest triggered: Scam Zhunti and Jieyin to prevent the rise of the West (or leave them burdened with a mountain of debt).]

[Reward: Five million merits from the Earthly Path, and an IOU from a Sage (bound by the laws of Heaven and Earth).]

Upon hearing about the reward, Lin Xuan immediately sat up from the rocking chair.

"A saint's IOU? That's great!"

He stroked his chin, a calculating glint in his eyes.

"Zhunti, you want to borrow money from the Heavenly Dao? That old man is busy fixing the bugs I created right now, how can he have time to deal with you? Since you're so short of money, don't blame me, your 'good neighbor,' for taking advantage of your misfortune."

Lin Xuan stood up and said to the air beside him, "Sister Houtu, open the signal tower in the tunnel for me. I need to promote a 'Hell Special Loan' to my two old friends in the West."