On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

The Netherworld, the Hall of Peace.

Guanyin Bodhisattva held a jade vase in her hand, her face bearing her usual compassionate smile as she looked at the brother and sister before her.

Although Su Bai said, "Leave the things, but forget about the person," looking like a shameless rogue trying to get something for nothing, Guanyin was not angry at all; on the contrary, she felt even more confident.

It's good that they're willing to accept things. If they're willing to accept things, it means they have greed and a need. As long as there's a need, then the deal can be made.

"Since Your Majesty is pleased, then this humble monk is at ease."

Guanyin did not put down the jade bottle; instead, she shrank back, as if her previous generous gesture was just a feint.

"only……"

Guanyin looked at Su Bai, her tone tinged with regret and difficulty, "Although this Eight Treasures Merit Water is wondrous, there is a very important matter regarding this Bodhi Fruit."

"Sophisticated?" Su Bai raised an eyebrow, inwardly cursing that this old nun (crossed out, Bodhisattva) was indeed not so easy to fool.

"Exactly."

Guanyin, with a straight face, spouted nonsense (marketing): "This fruit was formed from the very essence of the Sage Zhunti, and contains the essence of the Sage's Tao. If it were to leave the land and water of Mount Ling and be separated from the blessing of the Zen sounds under the Bodhi tree, its medicinal effects would probably be reduced by ninety percent, leaving only one tenth for satisfying the appetite."

"Only by bathing in the Buddha's light at the Eight Treasures Merit Pool of Lingshan and listening to the Buddha himself chanting sutras can one activate the full medicinal power of this fruit, thoroughly stabilize the soul, and restore the original source."

These words were perfectly worded and made perfectly reasonable.

It's a perfect example of "bundled sales".

Empress Pingxin, sitting nearby, couldn't stand it anymore. Although she didn't manage the affairs of the academy, she could still recognize this obvious tactic.

"snort!"

Pingxin snorted coldly, releasing a slight trace of her saintly aura. The temperature in the entire hall instantly plummeted to freezing. "Guanyin, are you playing us?"

"Do you think the yin energy of my underworld can't sustain a single fruit? Or do you think my saintly methods are inferior to your talkative Buddha?"

With a fierce glint in her phoenix eyes, Pingxin pointed at the palace gate: "Leave your things here, and you may leave. If you dare utter another word, I'll keep you here to add another ghost bodhisattva to this underworld!"

Despite being terrified in her heart, Guanyin maintained a calm demeanor in the face of the saint's wrath.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. This humble monk had no such intention."

Guanyin bowed slightly, her tone sincere, "This humble monk has only good intentions! Healing requires treating the root cause. The Emperor's injury is to his very essence, and his mind is in turmoil. My sacred Mount Ling is a place of recuperation tailor-made for the Emperor."

"If Your Majesty forcibly keeps the treasure but fails to heal the Emperor's injuries, wouldn't that jeopardize everything?"

Pingxin was about to lash out when she felt her palm being gently pinched.

It is Su Bai.

Su Bai still appeared weak, but secretly, a divine thought transmission precisely entered Ping Xin's sea of ​​consciousness:

"Girl, don't rush."

"Although Guanyin talks a lot of nonsense, the Eight Treasures Merit Water and Bodhi Fruit are indeed good things. Especially the Bodhi Fruit, if it can really be consumed under the Bodhi tree, its nourishing effect on the soul can be doubled."

"Xuanming's remnant soul is too weak. Relying solely on the Yin energy of the underworld to nurture it would take at least five hundred years. If it could be aided by the supreme Yang merits of Buddhism, I am confident that I can awaken it within a hundred years!"

Upon hearing that it was for Xuanming, Pingxin's anger instantly subsided by half.

"But brother... that's Mount Ling!" Pingxin transmitted her voice worriedly. "That's the lair of Jieyin and Zhunti. What if you go there and they forcibly convert you? And given your current state..."

"rest assured."

Su Bai's voice carried the confident air of an old fox, "Forced conversion? Even if you gave Buddha ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare. I'm now a 'Creative Aggregate,' with you, Nuwa, and Tongtian's fiery temper standing behind me. If he dares to lay a hand on me, believe me, the Four Swords of Zhuxian will be hanging at the gates of Mount Ling the next day!"

"Damn, they're going there to be treated like royalty, to freeload off resources."

"Besides..."

Su Bai's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced outside the hall. He could already vaguely sense several terrifying auras approaching the underworld.

That was the malevolent aura of the Golden Spirit Mother, the resentment of the Three Immortals, and even a chilling resentment (Nuwa's incarnation) that made his scalp tingle.

"This place is about to turn into a battlefield."

Su Bai smiled bitterly, "If I don't run away, by the time they've all gathered, I'm afraid I'll really die again."

Pingxin: "..."

Although I don't want to admit it, my brother's words make a lot of sense.

"Your Majesty, what is your opinion?"

Seeing that the two were silent, Guanyin knew that the time was right, so she struck while the iron was hot and threw out another reason that Su Bai could not refuse.

This time, she used telepathy, so only Su Bai could hear her:

"Your Majesty, let me speak from the bottom of my heart."

"Your current situation can be described as 'surrounded by beauties,' yet fraught with danger."

"The Queen Mother of the West is domineering, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is protective of her own, and the Three Immortal Maidens of the Three Immortal Realms are all extremely difficult to deal with. If they were to gather in the Underworld and see the Emperor in this state... tsk tsk."

Guanyin's tone carried a hint of sarcasm, "Doesn't Your Majesty want to find a quiet place to hide away and avoid the limelight?"

"Although my Lingshan Mountain is austere, it is peaceful. Moreover... there are no female benefactors (mostly)."

"This is an excellent refuge!"

This statement was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Su Bai's expression instantly became incredibly interesting.

He first frowned, as if he were having a fierce internal struggle; then his eyes revealed a trace of longing and reluctance for the mortal world; finally, he glanced outside the hall (as if he could see through the eyes of his ex-girlfriend's army that was about to arrive), and his body trembled violently.

"well……"

A long sigh, filled with helplessness, vicissitudes, and a tragic sense of "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Su Bai slowly raised his head, looked at Guanyin, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Bodhisattva... what you say makes sense."

"I am indeed tired."

"This mortal world is full of troubles and entanglements of cause and effect, which is not what I want. Perhaps, going to Mount Ling to listen to the scriptures and cleanse my soul is a good choice."

Guanyin was overjoyed!

Become!

This was a huge deal that even the World Honored One found difficult, yet he actually managed to close it!

"Your Majesty is wise! This is true wisdom!" Guanyin quickly praised him.

Beside her, Empress Pingxin watched her brother's Oscar-worthy performance, her lips twitching slightly, but she refrained from exposing him.

"Since that's the case..."

Su Bai struggled to his feet, adopting a posture of utter desolation, "Then... let's go."

Before leaving, he used the gesture of straightening his clothes to send a final telepathic message to Pingxin:

"Girl, I'm leaving the house to you."

"Xuanming's remnant soul is soaking in the Soul-Nourishing Pool. I'll try to bring back some good things from Mount Ling on my trip. You guard the Underworld well; if those people come looking for us..."

"Just tell them I was forcibly abducted by the Western Religion! And that I'm currently suffering on Mount Ling!"

"Direct all the hatred towards Buddha! Understand?"

Pingxin: "..."

What a clever tactic of shifting the blame!

This is not only about taking advantage of Lingshan's resources for free, but also about stirring up a huge wave of hatred for Lingshan!

"Brother, you're so mean," Pingxin replied helplessly, but there was a smile in her eyes. "Don't worry, I'll take care of things at home."

……

After a while.

Su Bai followed Guanyin Bodhisattva and embarked on a journey to the West on auspicious clouds.

No sooner had they left than several terrifying streaks of light crashed down upon the underworld.

"Su Bai!!"

"My disciple!!"

"My husband!!"

Golden Spirit Mother, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, and Yang Chan, who had just arrived (though she was a step late, she had the fiercest aura), all gathered at the Gates of Hell.

However, what greeted them was only Empress Pingxin, who looked "grief and indignation" and had red eyes.

"You're too late..."

Possessing the spirit of a renowned actress, Pingxin pointed to the western sky and said through gritted teeth:

"My brother... was tricked and forcibly taken to Mount Ling by that Guanyin from the Western Paradise!"

"They say my brother has inner demons and wants to convert him to Buddhism! My brother is still seriously injured and has no power to resist!!"

boom!!!

In an instant, the malevolent aura outside the Gates of Hell soared straight to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"Bald monk!! This is outrageous!!"

"You dare to convert my disciple?! Does the old Buddha have a death wish?!"

"Let's go! We'll storm Mount Ling!!"

……

at the same time.

The Western Paradise, the Great Thunder Temple.

Compared to the impending eruption in the East, this place was practically a sea of ​​joy.

"Report—!!!"

A golden Arhat, riding on auspicious clouds, rushed into the main hall with a joyful expression, shouting, "Reporting to Buddha! Great news! Incredibly good news!"

"A message from Guanyin: Emperor Gouchen, Su Bai, has agreed to go to Mount Ling for quiet recuperation! He is on his way!"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Then.

"Whoosh—!!!"

The entire Great Thunderclap Temple was in an uproar!

The three thousand Buddhas, five hundred Arhats, and eight Vajras all wore expressions of unbelievable ecstasy on their faces.

That's Su Bai!

It's Su Bai, the one who stirred up the primordial chaos, gave the Heavenly Court a headache, and left the Taoist sects helpless!

I actually got fooled... cough, I was invited here?!

"Good! Good!"

"May Heaven bless our Buddhist community! This is an auspicious sign of great prosperity!"

"The Venerable Guanyin has performed a great service! This act not only averted future darkness and turmoil, but also brought a powerful ally to our Buddhist community!"

The Buddhas cheered and jumped for joy, and even a few Arhats with slightly weaker willpower couldn't help but start "popping champagne" in their hearts.

And on the highest-ranking ninth-grade golden lotus.

The Buddha remained as steady as Mount Tai, but the slight upturn of his lips and the fingers that kept turning the prayer beads completely revealed his inner excitement.

Steady!

This wave is stable!

Bringing Su Bai to Mount Ling is not merely a matter of personal gain or loss; it's a shift in destiny! It's a major victory in the power struggle between East and West!

"quiet."

The Buddha slowly raised his hand, and his majestic voice suppressed the clamor in the hall.

He looked around at the faces of those who were filled with admiration and excitement, and a surge of unprecedented pride welled up in his heart.

This is the method of Buddha!

This is his leadership as the head of the Buddhist community!

What does it mean to strategize and plan effectively? What does it mean to win a decisive victory?

That is, when everyone else thinks it's a big problem, he can keenly spot the blind spot, turn waste into treasure, and turn crisis into opportunity!

"Gentlemen."

The Buddha spoke, his voice booming, carrying an air of domineering authority:

"Su Bai's entry into our Ling Mountain is both the will of Heaven and the result of our joint efforts."

"This also proves that the Buddhist teachings are the supreme and wonderful method for saving all sentient beings and guiding people through the world. Even someone like Su Bai, when faced with inner demons and emotional tribulations, can only find solace in the teachings of Buddhism."

The Buddha's gaze pierced through the main hall, looking towards the distant east, as if he saw those Eastern immortals still vying for favors, his eyes filled with disdain and pity.

"Chaos has already appeared in the East, with internal strife within the Taoist sects and the Heavenly Court proving incompetent."

"As for the West, we are united, compassionate, and open to talented people."

The Buddha suddenly stood up, his body radiating boundless Buddhist light, which bathed the entire Vulture Peak in a golden glow.

He opened his arms and, facing the thousands of Buddhist followers below, delivered a declaration that would be recorded in the annals of Buddhist history:

"Su Bai's arrival is just the beginning!"

"We must take this opportunity to spread the light of Buddhism to every corner of this vast world!"

"We want the world to know that only Mount Ling is the true Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!"

"I will lead everyone through this great eon, and through every great eon to come..."

The Buddha clenched his fist, his voice reaching its peak of passion:

"Make the West great again!!"

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!!"

"Make the West great again!!"

The Buddhas shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens, and the entire Ling Mountain was immersed in a frenzied atmosphere called "Winning is awesome".

Only Su Bai, who had just stepped into the Ling Mountain territory, sneezed upon hearing the cheers coming from afar.

"Achoo!"

Su Bai rubbed his nose, looking puzzled.

"These bald monks... how much fake alcohol have they drunk? Why do they seem more excited than me?"

"Make the West great again?"

Su Bai's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he touched the several Qiankun bags he had prepared beforehand in his sleeve:

"Alright, then I'll 'greatly' clear out your inventory first."