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Wow! He really is bald!

Lin Yan looked at the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, who was frozen in mid-air with a look of terror on his face, and exclaimed with great excitement.

The ball of purplish-red flames from his fingertips popped out with a "poof," as if he were calculating from which angle to burn the bald head brighter.

"This bald monk has quite a few shiny magical treasures on him."

Lin Huang's eyes were fixed on the brocade robe on the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and the golden vajra in his hand.

In his eyes, these were not magic weapons, but his spoils of war!

"Hahaha! I, Old Sun, am determined to have this mount!"

Lin Dasheng was even more direct. He carried his golden cudgel and arrogantly flew around the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, looking him up and down as if he were selecting livestock.

"I wonder what this old bald monk's true form is. If it's a reptile, then it's no fun."

Stared at by the three little devils with the eyes of predators, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva felt his primordial spirit trembling.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but Lin Xuan's spatial confinement prevented him from even moving his lips.

He could only watch helplessly as the three little devils plotted how to destroy him.

"I'll go first!"

Lin Huang couldn't wait any longer; his greedy nature made him the first to rush forward.

He disregarded all martial ethics, and the domineering and all-powerful azure divine light behind him, like the first ray of light after the creation of the world, burst forth with a thunderous roar!

"Whoosh!"

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva felt a lightness in his body.

His brocade cassock, a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure made from countless rare and precious materials of the Western Sect and said to be invulnerable to all magic below the level of a quasi-saint, simply vanished into thin air!

Immediately afterwards, the azure divine light swept across the area again.

The indestructible demon-subduing pestle that had been with him for countless eons also slipped from his hand and was smoothly stored into his storage magic treasure by Lin Huang.

"My turn! My turn!"

Lin Yan shouted excitedly. He puffed out his cheeks and unleashed a mouthful of pure Burning Karma Purple Flame, which transformed into a ferocious fire dragon that burned towards the remaining white robe of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta.

"Sizzle—!"

That ordinary monk's robe couldn't even withstand half a second of the Burning Karma Purple Flame, instantly turning into ashes everywhere.

Even the protective aura that Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was so proud of was burned, producing sizzling black smoke!

In just two breaths.

The dignified Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta of the Western religion was stripped down to only his underwear by two unruly children, leaving him completely naked and exposed to the air.

"It's my turn, Old Sun!"

Lin Dasheng let out an extremely arrogant laugh. The golden cudgel in his hand swelled in the wind, becoming as thick as a mountain. With a terrifying power that could tear through the void, it smashed down fiercely towards the head of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta!

"Return to your original form, Old Sun!"

"Bang--!!!"

A very deep, muffled thud.

The golden body of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, a peak-level Buddhist immortal, shattered like fragile porcelain under this blow!

He let out a piercing scream and could no longer maintain his human form.

As the golden light dissipated, a strange divine beast, a hundred feet long, pure white, resembling a lion but with a single horn on its head, appeared in mid-air in a disheveled state.

"Wow, it's a lion! Not bad, not bad at all, quite majestic!"

Lin Dasheng nodded with great satisfaction.

He pulled out a golden rein made of dragon tendons from his pocket, which he didn't know where he had gotten it from, and roughly put it around the lion's neck, even pulling hard on it.

"From today onwards, you are my mount!"

"drive!"

With a swift movement, Lin Dasheng arrogantly mounted the lion's back and even kicked its belly with his heel.

Two lines of humiliating tears flowed from the lion's (Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva's) eyes.

He wanted to resist, but the domineering and unparalleled Chaos Demon Ape bloodline in Lin Dasheng's body suppressed him so tightly that he couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Lin Xuan, standing some distance away, embraced Princess Wansheng, who was completely dumbfounded, and smiled with satisfaction.

As expected of his offspring, this unreasonable bandit spirit is a true inheritance from his Pangu Temple.

Lin Dasheng rode his new mount and flew around the Bibo Pool twice, showing off his power, before finally calling out to Lin Huang and Lin Yan with satisfaction to prepare to leave.

"Let's go! Brothers, let's go back to Fangcun Mountain!"

Lin Dasheng patted the white lion's head with great excitement, his monkey eyes gleaming with mischievous light. "I, Old Sun, must hurry and lead this majestic mount back to Bodhi Old Man for a proper inspection! He always boasts about how knowledgeable he is, but he's definitely never seen such a purebred bald lion!"