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

The atmosphere at the Beihai Crystal Palace was subtle.

Su Bai stared at his wife, who exuded an aura of power, and was momentarily speechless. The flame burning in Yang Chan's beautiful eyes was not just ambition, but also a burning desire for her husband to achieve sainthood.

"Chan'er, your plan is quite clever, but there's one thing you seem to have forgotten." Su Bai rubbed his temples with a wry smile, trying to calm his wife down. "Although the Jade Emperor is your nominal uncle, he killed your entire family and oppressed your mother back then. With such a deep-seated hatred, do you really think he would support us?"

"Times have changed."

Yang Chan remained unmoved. Instead, she stepped forward, straightened Su Bai's slightly disheveled clothes, and said in a frighteningly calm tone, "Hatred is hatred, and interests are interests. We are discussing the Holy Throne and the grand scheme of the Three Realms, not family matters."

She raised her head, looking directly at Su Bai, her eyes gleaming with wisdom: "Husband, try to put yourself in his shoes. To the Jade Emperor, is a monolithic, ambitious Buddhist sect that seeks to devour the Heavenly Court's fortune more terrifying, or is the Western Paradise, controlled by his own nephew-in-law and ultimately considered 'family' despite its servile nature?"

Su Bai was slightly taken aback, then fell into deep thought.

Yang Chan continued to persuade her patiently: "If Buddhism flourishes, it will truly be cutting flesh from the Heavenly Court. Everyone knows that Buddha plotted against the Journey to the West, against Laozi, and against the Heavenly Court. If Buddhism truly gains complete control of the West, the Heavenly Court's days will only become more and more difficult."

"But if you become the ruler of the West, become that saint..." Yang Chan's lips curled into a confident smile, "For the Jade Emperor, this is like 'the meat rotting in the pot.' You are my husband, and I am his niece; this blood relationship cannot be severed. Even if we have grievances against him, as long as the West is ruled by 'Su' and not 'Shi,' it will be the best check and balance for him!"

"It's better to support a 'relative' you can control than to let an outsider become too powerful. That's the art of rulership."

……

After a deathly silence, a soft cough suddenly rang out in the Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor sat on his dragon throne, his expression shifting unpredictably. He had been quite annoyed by Su Bai's "troublemaking" attitude, but after hearing Yang Chan's analysis, he couldn't help but stroke his beard.

"This girl... isn't wrong."

The Jade Emperor thought to himself. Although he had just cursed Su Bai as a wicked creature, he had to admit that Yang Chan's words had struck a chord with him.

Over the years, Western Buddhism has been pressing forward step by step, under the guise of "great prosperity," poaching countless talents from the Heavenly Court and taking away countless offerings. The Buddha, that smiling tiger, is respectful to him on the surface, but behind his back, when has he ever not wanted to shit on his head?

If that brat Su Bai really manages to take over the West...

The Jade Emperor's eyes darted around, his mind racing with calculations.

"Although Su Bai is rebellious, he values ​​loyalty! If Chan'er can keep him in check, wouldn't that mean I can indirectly influence the West?"

"Furthermore, as Chan'er said, 'charity begins at home.' If this Western Sect Leader were my nephew-in-law, wouldn't he have to offer me a toast at the An Tian Conference when I seat him in the head seat?"

Thinking of this, the Jade Emperor's originally gloomy face brightened up, and he even showed a hint of approval.

"Taibai," the Jade Emperor called softly.

"Your humble servant is here." Venus hurriedly stepped forward.

"What do you think of what the Third Holy Mother said?" the Jade Emperor asked with a half-smile.

Venus, being the most astute of all, saw through the Jade Emperor's thoughts at a glance. He immediately flicked his whisk and laughed, "Your Majesty, although the Third Holy Mother is a woman, her insight is extremely high. This old minister believes that if that day truly comes, although the Heavenly Court and the West will be governed separately, they will in reality be one family. This would be a blessing for the Three Realms."

"Hmm, that makes sense." The Jade Emperor nodded slightly, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Yang Chan in the picture was no longer angry, but rather showed more of the loving affection of an uncle looking at his niece.

He even felt a strange expectation: if this young couple could really squeeze out those bald monks, wouldn't his position as the ruler of the Three Realms be even more secure?

……

Not only the Jade Emperor, but also all the immortals of the Jie Sect who were watching this scene were filled with excitement.

The pent-up frustration that had been suppressed for so many years by the Investiture of the Gods seemed to find an outlet at this moment.

"Good! Well said!"

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh. If he had wine in his hand, he would have drunk a lot. "It's all thanks to my niece's courage! What is Su Bai still hesitating for? If he can really become a saint, wouldn't our suffering brothers and sisters in the Jie Sect have a home to return to?"

Elsewhere, the Three Immortal Maidens gaze at Su Bai's figure in the scene, their eyes filled with tenderness and determination.

"Big sister, second sister," Bixiao blinked her big eyes and said in a clear voice, "I knew Brother Jianling was no ordinary person. If he wants to compete for that sainthood, our Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation will be ready to open for him at any time! Even if we face a saint again, I will never back down!"

Yunxiao nodded slightly, a rare fervor shining in his usually cool eyes: "The Spirit Slayer is the spirit of our natal magic weapon, sharing the same breath and essence with us, and can even be said to be a part of our path. If he becomes a saint, then we become saints. We must help with this cause and effect, and we can only help."

Qiongxiao went even further, brandishing her Golden Dragon Scissors, her killing intent palpable: "Hmph, anyone who dares to block Brother Jianling's path, I'll cut them down!"

Meanwhile, inside the Bullfighting Palace.

Doumu Yuanjun, the Golden Spirit Mother, the former leader of the Jie Sect's female immortals, looked at Su Bai in the water mirror and a faint yet extremely arrogant smile appeared on her lips.

"As expected of my disciple."

The Golden Spirit Mother gently stroked the jade ruyi in her hand, her eyes full of admiration. "Although they have reincarnated several times and have different personalities, this spirit of daring to tear a hole in the sky is passed down from generation to generation. This is how the disciples of the Intercepting Sect should be! What about the grand schemes of Heaven, what about the plans of sages? If you're not convinced, then fight! And if you defeat them, so be it!"

"Yang Chan is indeed a good wife, knowing how to push her man forward." The Golden Spirit Mother nodded slightly. "Since my disciple has the potential to become a saint, then I, as his master, must uphold this heaven for him, even at the risk of being devoured by the Investiture of the Gods!"

The thoughts of all the immortals of the Jie Sect were surprisingly unanimous: as long as Su Bai dared to do it, they would dare to rebel!

……

In the scene, Su Bai is still weighing the pros and cons, his brows furrowed.

This is no small matter. Once you take this step, it will be a complete disaster with no way back.

However, Yang Chan clearly didn't intend to give him much time to hesitate.

"My lord, this opportunity is fleeting, for it will not come again."

Yang Chan looked at Su Bai, a resolute glint in her eyes. "You stay here and think it over carefully, and contact your old subordinates. I'll be right back!"

Su Bai was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

"Nuwa Palace!"

Yang Chan left behind a resounding statement, her figure instantly transforming into a streak of light, soaring straight beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens: "If you're going to do it, then do it thoroughly! I'll go see my teacher; no matter what, I'll get you this protective talisman!"

"Chan'er!" Su Bai reached out to stop her, but only managed to catch a wisp of her lingering fragrance.

Watching the streak of light disappear into the horizon, Su Bai's hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, a bitter smile appearing on his face, yet also a hint of ignited passion.

"This girl... is more proactive than me."

Su Bai tilted his head back and downed the wine in one gulp, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "Fine! Since my wife has paved the way this far, if I, Su Bai, were to hesitate and cower, wouldn't I be less than a woman? Western Cult Leader? Hmph, fine, I'll take the role! I'll see what those two old bastards can do to me!"

……

If the Heavenly Court and the Jie Sect were simply enjoying the spectacle, or even secretly anticipating it, then the atmosphere at the Western Paradise could no longer be described as "solemn"; it was downright "murderous."

In the future, seated high on a lotus platform, the Buddha's light surrounding him will no longer be a peaceful golden color, but will faintly reveal a dark red hue.

It was anger, murderous intent, and even more so, fear.

"This wretched creature... if this wretched creature doesn't die, there will never be peace in the West!"

Maitreya's voice was deep and resonant, as if it came from the depths of the netherworld. He never imagined that Laozi's prediction would turn into a life-or-death crisis for the Western Sect.

Su Bai's existence is a huge variable in itself. And Yang Chan's plan is even more vicious!

By uniting with Nuwa, winning over the Chan Sect, turning against the former members of the Jie Sect, and exploiting the Jade Emperor's desire for balance, the Western Sect has become an enemy of the entire world!

"Buddha."

Guanyin Bodhisattva's face was deathly pale, and the willow branch in her hand trembled slightly. "If we let this scenario unfold as predicted, if Su Bai really... really becomes powerful, then all our... all our plans over tens of thousands of years will be in vain!"

This is no longer just a matter of the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West; it concerns the very survival of the Western Religion!

If Su Bai truly takes over the West and gains the approval of Heaven in the name of "reviving the West," then what will these current Buddhas and Bodhisattvas be? Robbers who usurp the throne?

When the time comes, the Heavenly Dao will turn against them, and their karma will be added to their bodies. Not to mention becoming saints, they probably won't even be able to keep their current positions. They will all fall into the dust and never be able to recover!