The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

Fang Hai: "Brothers, breaking news! There's a paradise in the West, where it's said that all desires can be fulfilled."

"I just received word that the people over there don't have any worries about birth, aging, sickness, or death."

Li Yulu: "Really? I heard that the West, which is the Western Continent of Xiniu Hezhou, is teeming with demons, and all the former immortals and powerful figures have turned into monsters."

Fang Hai: "That was previous news. It's said that because there were too many demons, the Buddhist kingdom in the West intervened, and now that kingdom is enjoying good weather and abundant harvests."

"Is anyone interested in practicing Buddhism? I'm planning to find a teacher."

Fang Hai's message appeared in the group chat and was quickly confirmed by everyone.

Liu Ge: "I personally witnessed a high-ranking monk subduing a demon. You wouldn't believe it, it was a huge python monster that had supposedly devoured dozens of people. In the end, the high-ranking monk killed it with a single blow of his staff."

Wang Changlu: "I've already seen monks here in Xianyang. They say Buddhism can stabilize the people's hearts, and His Majesty has already tried it."

This completely ignited the chat channel, and everyone became unusually lively.

"This is the perfect opportunity, folks! I studied history, and every historical event brings in a large number of people who benefit. I think this time, Western Buddhism is one such opportunity!"

  

"I agree with the comment above, but I wouldn't recommend going there from far away. Xiniu Hezhou today is not the same as it used to be."

"What's there to be afraid of? Our engineers have already started studying nuclear fission blueprints. Even the most powerful monster can't withstand radiation. Making the profits is what's important!"

The chat group kept vibrating, so Chen Geng had to take a moment to pick it up and check it.

At first glance, one might not realize it, but upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the time for Buddhism to spread eastward had arrived!

Before this period, Western Buddhism had been lukewarm at best, having been severely suppressed by the East.

Everyone is convinced that cultivating immortality is the orthodox way, so who would want to join a Buddhist sect that prohibits marriage and childbirth except for the path of joy?

But what is the Western religion up to? How did it suddenly gain so much popular support?

Chen Geng was still puzzled when, in a daze, he heard a faint voice enter his mind again.

"That's not quite right."

Chen Geng frowned. He couldn't possibly be hallucinating. His spirit and body were one, and he was certain that someone was calling him.

It's just that we're too far away to hear clearly.

In a cave at the foot of Four Leaf Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou, demons of all sizes erected an altar and kowtowed continuously.

"Keep praying, everyone. As long as you are sincere, the Goddess Nuwa will not abandon us."

The leader of the monsters is a cat demon with the cultivation of a celestial being. His ancestor was once a nine-lived demon king of the demon court, so he knows this method of worship in an attempt to reach the ears of the heavens.

Each little demon devoutly offered incense, hoping to receive the protection of Nuwa.

On the altar were three memorial tablets, namely those of Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and the Goddess Nuwa.

The memorial tablet of Emperor Jun is engraved with ten suns surrounding him, but he does not receive incense offerings.

The same applies to the memorial tablet of Donghuang Taiyi.

Only on the memorial tablet of the Goddess Nuwa, incense smoke seeps into it drop by drop, indicating that the deity is still in power.

But... there was no response.

"Why doesn't Your Highness reciprocate our offerings after receiving them?"

The celestial being's demonic form was named Three Lives, because he had cultivated to the point of having three lives; at this moment, his face was filled with sorrow.

"The Goddess Nuwa clearly accepted our offerings, so why hasn't she responded?"

"The Western Sect of Xiniu Hezhou has gone too far. We cultivate peacefully and quietly, yet they smear us, insisting that we cannibalize people. Can't they tell whether we cannibalize people or not?"

Sanming's eyes dimmed, and the other lesser demons also showed bitterness on their faces.

"My parents were killed by those bald monks while trying to protect me."

"My brothers and sisters have always been bullied by humans. They were wiped out simply because they fought back and broke a villager's hand."

"Empress Nuwa, look! Only you can make the decision. Those Buddhist monks are going to completely annihilate us!"

They were in unbearable pain and wept uncontrollably, but before they could cry for long, the little demon came to report:

"Everyone, run! A Buddhist Arhat is coming!"

Arhat?

Arhats!!!

That was a terrifying being at least at the True Immortal realm. Everyone fled in panic, but before they could escape the cave, they heard a loud bang.

"Boom!"

The cave collapsed, and the entire mountain was smashed into dust by a single blow.

A golden-bodied Arhat chanted Amitabha Buddha's name as he slowly walked over countless shattered corpses to the altar. Among the altars, only the statue of Nuwa remained unharmed.

"I have offended the Goddess Nuwa."

The golden Arhats knelt and kowtowed: "We are all doing this to subdue demons and eliminate evil spirits. Please, Your Majesty, see the truth."

Without even glancing at the scattered limbs and fragments, he flew away.

After he had been gone for a long time, a black cat with two tails slowly crawled out from the pile of scraps of flesh.

Sanming looked at his missing tail and knelt in the ruins, wailing.

"Your Majesty, what have we demons done wrong to deserve such treatment?"

His cultivation level plummeted from Celestial Immortal to Earthly Immortal. If it weren't for the bloodline of his ancestor, the Nine-Lives Demon King, he would be dead by now.

Three lives were spent in tears, but suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.

"Heh, if you want to blame someone, blame your demon race and witch race for destroying heaven and earth; you're the best sacrifices."

The Arhat returned, grabbed the three lives in his palm, and said, "Killing you doesn't require any karmic retribution. Why do you say that?"

He squeezed the black cat with force, turning it into a bloody mist, before finally leaving.

One day... two days... one month...

A month later, Sanming was resurrected again. This time, he did not complain or cry, but just kept running towards the sea.

I've heard that the environment in the Northern Continent is harsh, but surely not so harsh that humans would kill us.

But the next second, he saw the Arhat again, and despair overwhelmed him.

"The Nine-Lives Mystic Cat clan has more lives the higher the cultivation level. Fortunately, I know about the advantages of your clan."

Luohan smiled and reached out, taking the three lives in his hand again. He glanced at the black cat's tail and laughed, "Tsk, you only have this one life left. You can't possibly be resurrected, can you?"

In despair, three lives were lost, tears streaming down his face: "I was born at the wrong time."

He longed to see the glorious era of the demon race, when no demon had to worry about being killed at any moment.

At that time... the Demon Emperor established a system of life and death, and all sentient beings were protected by the laws of the Demon Court...

Luohan exerted force with his arm again, about to crush him.

But in the next instant, the Arhat felt his arm go empty.

He looked down sharply and discovered that his proud Arhat statue had been cut open, and his arm, along with the black cat, had fallen to the ground.

The golden-bodied Arhat looked flustered and hurriedly bowed to those around him, saying, "May I ask who you are, senior? I, the prostrate Arhat, do not know how I have offended you. Please tell me, senior."

There was no response. Sanming broke free of his severed arm and escaped. Just as Luohan was about to give chase, his other hand fell off.