My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Watching the little girl's lonely figure walk away.

I don't know why.

Suddenly, it felt as if an invisible needle had pierced the heart of the Arhat Subduing Dragon.

The flames of anger subsided slightly in that instant.

Instead, I felt an inexplicable sense of unease and guilt.

He looked down at his hands, which were resting on his knees.

Yesterday, those rough hands were still holding the sweet and sour candied hawthorn that the little girl had handed them.

"Senior brother..."

The Arhat who Subdues Tigers watched the rhinoceros disappear behind the door and sighed.

"Were we... too harsh on this mortal girl? After all, she doesn't know about the struggle between different lineages; perhaps she really just meant well."

"shut up!"

The Arhat who Subdues Dragons closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the tremor in his heart with Buddhist precepts.

"She is the chosen one of this heretical dynasty, the leader of this demonic abyss. All her kindness is nothing but a poisoned veneer of worldly sweetness."

"We must never let appearances deceive our hearts."

In the corner, deathly silence returned once more.

Only the script that had been thrown to the ground lay quietly in the dust.

A gust of wind blew through the room.

The pages of the script rustled loudly in the wind.

……

Night falls.

The crowd in the underground theater of the Grand Theater had long since dispersed.

Most of the array lights went out, leaving only a few dim wall lamps emitting a faint glow.

Pain is magnified infinitely in the silent darkness of the night.

The Arhat Subduing Tiger leaned against the wall, gasping in pain.

The over-the-shoulder throw that Blood Butcher Ancestor delivered during the day left his spine aching as if it were broken.

"Damn devil."

The Arhat Subduing Tiger cursed through gritted teeth.

"If my cultivation hadn't been sealed, I could have crushed those two despicable bullies with a single finger!"

He was cursing as he did so.

A night breeze blew in through the ventilation vent.

The wind blew a few pages of the scattered script of "Rebellion Against Buddhism to Save the World" on the ground.

It slid right down to the feet of the Tiger-Taming Arhat.

By the dim light.

The Arhat Subduing Tiger glanced at the papers on the ground with boredom.

Originally, he just wanted to see what kind of vicious language the Prince of Qin of the Tang Dynasty used to smear the Buddhist Kingdom.

but.

His gaze fell on a line of text marked with red cinnabar.

His gaze suddenly froze.

He rubbed his eyes violently, thinking he was seeing things.

Upon closer inspection.

The Arhat Subduing Tiger's breathing instantly became extremely rapid.

His chest heaved violently, as if he had seen some incredible, priceless treasure.

"Senior brother! Senior brother! Look!"

The Tiger-Taming Arhat lowered his voice, as if he were a thief, and hurriedly called to the Dragon-Subduing Arhat who was resting with his eyes closed beside him.

"What are you looking at? Such filth! To even glance at it is disrespectful to Buddha!"

The Arhat who subdues dragons didn't even open his eyes.

"No! Senior brother, you really need to see this!"

The Tiger-Taming Arhat reached out with difficulty, picked up the few pages of paper, and shoved them directly in front of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat's face.

"Look at the villain's character in this final scene! And this line of red text!"

Arhat Subduing Dragon opened his eyes impatiently, his gaze sweeping over the piece of paper.

next second.

This Arhat Venerable is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

He was frozen in place, as if struck by lightning!

His eyes widened, becoming bloodshot with madness.

My gaze was fixed on those few lines of text, unable to look away even for a moment.

[The final climactic battle: Two Arhat heroes confront the ancient demon lord unleashed by the Buddhist kingdom.]

[The Demon Lord is played by: Blood Slaughter Ancestor and Netherworld Demon.]

[Red text note: In this decisive battle, the Tang Dynasty's formation team will completely remove the movement restrictions on the two Arhat substitutes. Neither side can use magic; they will rely entirely on physical strength for a full hour of real combat. There will be no call to stop!]

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

All that could be heard were the two Arhats breathing heavily, like bellows.

"Completely lift... movement restrictions?"

The Arhat who Subdues Dragons' voice trembled uncontrollably.

He gripped the thin sheet of Xuan paper tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"Relying entirely on physical strength... in real combat..."

The Arhat who subdues tigers swallowed hard, and a red lotus karmic fire, unprecedented in its power and even somewhat frenzied, ignited in his eyes.

"Senior, if we take this role..."

"That means that in that final scene, we can not only regain our mobility, but also do so legitimately, without any formation suppressing us..."

"Press those two demons, Blood Butcher and Nether Spring, down on the ground and beat them to a pulp for an hour?!"

Gudong.

The Arhat who subdues dragons also swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The arrogant and irritating face of the Blood Slaughter Ancestor from earlier that day instantly flashed into his mind.

He remembered the fist that had mercilessly smashed into his face.

I recalled the endless humiliation and torment.

The flames of revenge burn wildly within these two sealed bodies!

"But……"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's fingers trembled slightly; his reason was still making a final struggle.

"The first half of this script is entirely a smear campaign against my Western Buddhist Kingdom."

"If we put on this act, we will become true traitors to Buddhism."

"This...this is outrageous! It violates the rules and regulations!"

"Senior brother!"

Suddenly, the Arhat Subduing Tiger grabbed the Dragon Subduing's wrist. His fierce face was now filled with a sacred and inviolable sense of righteousness.

"Are you stupid!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger gritted his teeth and began a frenzied self-brainwashing with righteous indignation.

"As Buddha once said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?!'"

"We are not betraying the Buddhist kingdom; we are making a great sacrifice to subdue demons and monsters!"

"Think about it, Blood Butcher and Nether Spring are ancient demons, and their presence in this world would surely be a scourge."

"We just need to take advantage of the filming opportunity to legitimately cripple and destroy them."

"Isn't this protecting the common people and acting on behalf of Heaven?!"

The more the Arhat Subduing Tiger spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had truly become a peerless holy monk who endured humiliation and hardship.

"What does sacrificing a little personal reputation matter in order to eradicate evil? Even if we bear infamy, our hearts are still with Buddha!"

"Senior brother, this is our only chance to avenge ourselves... cough cough, our only chance to subdue the demon!"

This profound and thought-provoking "Buddhist reasoning" was like a sudden awakening.

It directly shattered the last line of defense in the heart of the Arhat Subduing Dragon.

Yup!

We're not doing this for a show! We're here to kill those two devils!

What's this called?

This is called enduring hardship and biding one's time! This is called bearing humiliation and carrying heavy burdens! This is called sacrificing trivial matters for the greater good!

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's gaze gradually shifted from struggle to determination.

He looked at the script in his hand, which he had dusted over, and took a deep breath.

"Junior brother is right."

The Arhat who Subdues Dragons clasped his hands together and uttered a Buddhist chant with utmost devotion.

"Amitabha Buddha, if the Buddha knows our good intentions, he will surely forgive our decision tonight."

In order to be able to give those two old devils a good beating.

The two Arhats at the Nascent Soul stage successfully convinced themselves with an extremely absurd yet rigorous logic.

……

The next morning.

When Director Zhang arrived at the underground film set, yawning, with the crew.

To his surprise, he discovered that the two bald body doubles who had been slumped in the corner like dead dogs were there.

Today, he actually sat cross-legged properly, with his back ramrod straight.

What shocked him even more was...

At this moment, the eyes of these two Arhats were flashing with an unprecedented and extremely terrifying light!

It was a terrifying fighting spirit filled with boundless longing for the future, as if it wanted to devour people alive!

"director."

The Arhat Subduing Dragon looked at Director Zhang as he approached and spoke loudly in a resolute and fearless tone.

"The protagonist of that book, 'Rebelling Against Buddhism to Save the World'."

"We'll take it!"