Chapter 395: Do You Need a Buddha Patriarch?

Chapter 395: Do You Need a Buddha Patriarch?

Bai Bai Xiang was shocked.

The Half-Buddha's heart was pounding even more.

Was this man the master of the Buddhist disciple Bai Ze?

"Could it be that Senior is also from the Buddha Kingdom?" he asked, glancing at the Golden Finch and Ning Tou beside Qi Yuan.

This senior was from the Buddha Kingdom, but he had left it behind due to his attachment to the mortal world?

However, the Half-Buddha didn't believe that Bai Ze was his half-disciple.

Bai Ze was a disciple of the Great Sun Radiant Buddha, and even ordinary True Buddhas wouldn't dare to claim to be his master.

This man had quite the audacity.

"Do I look like I'm from the Buddha Kingdom to you?" Qi Yuan said, embracing Ning Tou and the Golden Finch, showing off to the Half-Buddha.

After all, the Half-Buddha clearly looked like a single dog.

Qi Yuan felt a sense of superiority.

The Half-Buddha was surprised.

Not from the Buddha Kingdom? But before descending to the mortal world, the disciples of the Great Sun Radiant Buddha had never left the Buddha Kingdom.

So how could he be his half-disciple?

Was this man pretending?

If so, it would make sense.

As a member of the Buddhist sect, the Half-Buddha naturally understood the multitude of desires in people's hearts.

Even he himself was no exception.

Becoming a True Buddha was also a matter of obsession.

At this moment, Bai Bai Xiang widened her eyes and gathered her courage to say, "Could it be that Senior is... the Blood Sovereign?"

Her voice trembled, and she was somewhat excited.

If it was the Blood Sovereign, everything made sense.

Qi Yuan looked at Bai Bai Xiang in surprise, "Is there still someone in this world who remembers the Blood Sovereign?"

In the game, there was no need to hide one's identity.

Sincerity was a sure-kill technique.

"You're really the Blood Sovereign, Great-Grandfather!" Bai Bai Xiang exclaimed as she rushed towards Qi Yuan.

However, she was stopped mid-pounce by Ning Tou, who fixed her in mid-air.

Ning Tou frowned, "You stink of sweat, and my husband is still young!"

The Half-Buddha, standing beside them, was startled and showed a look of astonishment.

The Blood Sovereign? He had heard of this person.

He was a legendary figure from the Windflow Realm nearly ten thousand years ago, capable of stirring up the world's storms.

But even with his influence, he had only reached the Five-Realm Purple Mansion. How did he suddenly become so powerful?

It was common knowledge that refining the Divine Orifices and breaking through them was an extremely time-consuming process.

The Buddha Kingdom had the power of incense to aid in this process, making it much faster.

Yet, this Half-Buddha had only managed to reach the second step of the Treading Heaven's Path in ten thousand years.

Qi Yuan looked at Bai Bai Xiang with curiosity, "How did I end up with a great-granddaughter?"

"Great-Grandfather, my master is Bai He, and she's your great-granddaughter. Have you forgotten?" Bai Bai Xiang exclaimed.

Qi Yuan's memory now included a white crane.

That white crane girl was from the White Emperor's Palace.

Back then, when Qi Yuan was stationed in Wugu City and swept across the world, that white crane girl shamelessly called him 'Great-Grandfather.'

Or rather, she went around telling everyone that Qi Yuan was her great-grandfather.

Qi Yuan had never acknowledged her.

He looked at Bai Bai Xiang with a condescending gaze, "I'm a human, and your master is a bird. Can a human give birth to a bird?

So, she's not my daughter.

I only have two daughters!"

Bai Bai Xiang was taken aback, feeling there was some truth to his words, and then said, "No, my master is your great-granddaughter!"

"Why are you just like your master, so shameless?" Qi Yuan didn't dwell on this further and said, "Is your master still with Bai Ze?"

Bai Bai Xiang shook her head, clearly unaware.

At this moment, the Half-Buddha spoke up, "There's still three months until the Great Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas. By then... Bai Ze should be there."

"Oh, a singles' gathering?" Qi Yuan asked.

The Half-Buddha's face turned awkward.

The Blood Sovereign's mouth was asking for a beating.

"Please, Senior, refrain from such talk. When the Great Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas convenes, there will be True Buddhas from the Upper World listening to the Buddhist teachings and selecting the Holy Buddha Son."

The Half-Buddha's expression was filled with reverence and excitement as he mentioned this.

In the Upper World, the Buddha Kingdom was in constant turmoil.

Now, there was finally an opportunity to unite and end the disputes, and the Half-Buddha was naturally delighted.

"What use is the Holy Buddha Son?" Qi Yuan asked, "Can we get the divine arts of the Buddha Kingdom for free?"

Qi Yuan had an idea.

Begging for alms was too troublesome. Why not invest in Bai Ze and have him become the Holy Buddha Son?

If he succeeded, he would have access to all the cultivation techniques.

"It's possible," the Half-Buddha replied.

"Do you think Bai Ze has the potential to be the Holy Buddha Son?" Qi Yuan asked, "Will you support him?"

The Half-Buddha's expression turned strange, "Bai Ze does have a chance, but he lost the Lotus of Great Sun, and he might be held accountable.

Unless he can retrieve the Lotus of Great Sun."

Qi Yuan, mimicking the Half-Buddha's expression, asked, "So, it's difficult for Bai Ze to become the Holy Buddha Son?"

The Lotus of Great Sun had long been swallowed by Qi Yuan and used to forge his flawless golden body.

It was impossible to return it.

Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of something and secretly asked the Half-Buddha, "Do you need a Buddha Patriarch?"

The Half-Buddha hesitated, "..."

This question was too sensitive for him to answer, or rather, he couldn't answer it.

After the Great Sun Radiant Buddha entered nirvana, the True Buddhas of the Fivefold Heaven were in constant conflict, and none of them acknowledged each other.

There was no Buddha Patriarch in the Buddha Kingdom.

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Now, they will choose a Saint Buddha Son to temporarily unite the Buddha Kingdom and put an end to the disputes.

But to be the Buddha Patriarch...?

That's a bit far-fetched.

"This... there should be a lack," Tuo Half-Buddha stammers.

For such a significant matter, he dares not speculate, fearing the True Buddha might sense it and punish him severely.

"I have a friend who is very handsome and has a connection with your Buddha. I recommend him to be your Buddha Patriarch... What do you think?" Qi Yuan says eagerly.

Tuo Half-Buddha's forehead breaks out in a cold sweat.

He now understands that this person is definitely not a Mythic.

How dare a Mythic be so bold!

Undoubtedly, this is a Yang Immortal Celestial Venerable.

But even a Yang Immortal Celestial Venerable is too bold, daring to venture into the mortal realm alone!

"This... Venerable, I dare not speculate on the matter of the Buddha Patriarch.

To become the Buddha Patriarch is not as simple as just being handsome. One must have profound Buddha Dharma, convincing the myriad Buddhas, and shake the Buddha Kingdom with radiant Buddha light!" Tuo Half-Buddha says cautiously.

Becoming the Buddha Patriarch is not an easy task.

Within the Buddha Kingdom, even a True Buddha at the Ultimate Principle Realm cannot match the Great Sun Radiant Buddha in gaining the trust of the multitude of Buddhas.

One crucial reason is that to become the Buddha Patriarch, one must gain the acknowledgment of the Creation Treasure Buddha Kingdom.

The entire Buddha Kingdom is itself a Creation Treasure.

Until now, only the Buddha has received acknowledgment from the Creation Treasure Buddha Kingdom.

"Regarding the points you mentioned, I believe not only my friend but several of my friends are capable.

Shall I help you recommend them?" Qi Yuan suggests expectantly.

Qi Yuan thinks highly of himself.

Unable to bear seeing the Buddha Kingdom without a leader, he recommends several people to become the Buddha Patriarch.

To avoid putting them in an awkward situation, he even employs "advanced sales techniques" typically mastered by "sales managers," allowing them to make a choice.

It's like being asked if you want green tea or milk in a restaurant; most people would choose one of the options. If asked if they want a drink, they might refuse.

Therefore, Qi Yuan directly recommends several candidates.

"How about I ask?"

Tuo Half-Buddha dares not refuse.

He fears this slightly abnormal Blood Sovereign will strike him dead.

After all, the old woman they encountered earlier is insignificant in the eyes of beings like them, not even worth a speck of dust.

Yet, this Blood Sovereign insisted on speaking to her at length, behaving in a way that is too bizarre to comprehend.

"But I am of lowly status, and my inquiries may not reach the True Buddha's ears."

"It's fine, just ask." Qi Yuan is unconcerned.

Even if he doesn't get an answer now, he can directly ask during the Great Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

His intentions, he believes, will be understood by the myriad Buddhas.

...

Windflow Realm.

The once glorious Wugu City is now in ruins, reduced to a wasteland.

The man's tall and sturdy figure exudes a sigh: "I once dreamed of returning home in glory, but where are my fellow villagers now?"

Seven thousand years ago, the man broke through the Five Realms and entered the Sixth Realm, ascending to the Upper Realm.

After a millennium of wandering in the Upper Realm, he has achieved some success.

Later, he heard about the conflicts in the Buddha Kingdom, which originated in his homeland, the Windflow Realm.

Without hesitation, he returned to the Windflow Realm.

After all, the Windflow Realm is too small to withstand the disputes of the Buddha Kingdom, which might lead to turmoil.

He returned to the mortal realm to take care of his old acquaintances.

However, upon his return, he realizes how weak he has become.

Even a Half-Sixth Realm Buddha is beyond his capabilities.

Chen Huan feels a sense of disappointment and helplessness.

Life was much easier when he was by the Blood Sovereign's side, carefree and without worries.

Anyway, the Blood Sovereign can create miracles.

All he needs to do is manage the Red Robe Trumpet Band.

"My old friends have departed, and the once-glorious Red Robe Trumpet Band is no more."

Chen Huan can't help but recite a poem, his voice filled with loneliness.

Beside him, the old man Kunxia Daoren's eyes twinkle with a smile: "This Blood Sovereign is quite interesting, and seems to carry some destiny."

After descending to the mortal realm, Kunxia Daoren has been hiding and observing.

When he met Chen Huan, he intentionally befriended him.

After all, he needs to remain hidden and not draw attention by seeking information everywhere.

"To be blunt, if the Blood Sovereign is willing to acknowledge me as his great-grandfather, I'll immediately kneel and call him Father!" Chen Huan speaks with a hint of regret in his eyes.

Unfortunately, he didn't seize the opportunity back then.

On the road, he also shared some information about the Blood Sovereign with Kunxia Daoren, though he withheld certain details.

Suddenly, Chen Huan's expression changes as he looks towards a desolate tavern: "What did you say?"

A powerful aura sweeps through, causing the cultivators in the tavern to change their expressions.

"Venerable, we were saying that the Blood Sovereign has reappeared in the world..."

"The world is becoming more chaotic, and even an ancient relic like the Blood Sovereign has emerged."

"Indeed, this is no longer the Blood Sovereign's era."

The cultivators in the tavern sigh, lamenting the decline of a once-great hero.

Chen Huan, however, doesn't share this sentiment. Instead, he asks excitedly: "Where is the Blood Sovereign now?"

He is incredibly excited.

When the Blood Sovereign left with the source of destruction, no one believed he would survive.

Now, the Blood Sovereign is alive, and Chen Huan can't contain his excitement.

Even if it's a fake, he wants to see it for himself!

"The Blood Sovereign has no fixed abode, but he mentioned attending the Great Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas three months from now."

"One speaks, and the world listens."

Regarding the Bloodmaster's return, it's as if a grain of sand was tossed into a lake, barely causing a ripple.

In the Flowing Wind Realm, the Buddha reigns supreme.

As for the Blood Palace and the Bloodmaster, only those with vested interests care.

The news of the Bloodmaster's reappearance is also spread by Qi Yuan.

If some old friends wish to see him, they can attend the Ten Thousand Buddha Assembly.

As for the rest, Qi Yuan doesn't concern himself with them.

Currently, he roams with the Goldfinch and Ning Tao, treading paths he's never walked before.

Along the way, he's searching for his mischievous runaway disciple.

He's heard of people leaving their homes, but Qi Yuan is the first to leave his door behind.

"Fellow Daoist, farewell. I'm off to the Ten Thousand Buddha Assembly to meet the Bloodmaster!" Chen Huan and Kunxia Daoist bid each other goodbye, and Chen Huan is thrilled.

He wants to show off in front of the Bloodmaster, but more importantly, he's shocked that the Bloodmaster isn't dead.

At this moment, Kunxia Daoist narrows his eyes, "I'm also quite interested in this Bloodmaster. Why don't we go together to witness this legendary figure and attend the Ten Thousand Buddha Assembly?"

Kunxia Daoist's plan is simple.

Even though he's lying low in the mortal realm, he won't act like a coward.

He can't afford to act recklessly and establish his own faction.

If the people from Taoh Palace find him, they'll easily expose him.

The best strategy is to take over a native faction and use it as a disguise.

However, he's extremely cautious.

He dares not touch any faction associated with the Buddha Kingdom.

This Bloodmaster and his so-called Blood Palace are just hot commodities.

They have some power, some reputation, and some fame.

When the time comes, he'll employ his methods to turn the Bloodmaster into a puppet, and everything will be under control.

As for Chen Huan, he's not ready to make a move yet.

After all, Chen Huan came from the upper realm and has connections there. If something were to happen to him, it could cause trouble.

Kunxia Daoist's expression is gentle, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

This trip to the mortal realm has been smooth sailing, and fate is on his side!

...

"Alas, it's so tragic!"

"I don't want to be a bald donkey, I still want to marry a wife!" Ling Yayi cries out, his expression pitiful enough to move anyone.

Wuguang Buddha Son looks at him with calm eyes, "You've been single for ten thousand years, do you think you can still find a wife? If you can't marry, why not... join my Buddhist path?"

Ling Yayi's mouth twitches, his expression frozen in embarrassment.

Wuguang Buddha Son speaks with some reason.

For him, there's little difference between abstaining from lust and not. After living for ten thousand years, he hasn't lusted after anyone.

If he's to blame, it's the women of the world for being too eccentric and not to his taste.

"By the way, there's some news I'd like to share with you."

Wuguang Buddha Son's eyes flash with a complex expression.

"What news?" Ling Yayi asks, slightly stunned.

"A True Buddha has received news that the Great Sun Golden Lotus is within the Bloodmaster."

This news has just reached Wuguang Buddha Son.

The events that occurred in the Ten Thousand Demon Gate couldn't be kept secret forever, and some True Buddhas have learned of them.

"So what if it's within my master? Do you think you can find him?" Ling Yayi is unafraid.

The best outcome for his master was to leave behind a small piece of flesh after consuming the world-ending treasure.

Could these Buddhas have found his master's remains and brought back his soul?

"The latest news is that the Bloodmaster has reappeared and will attend the Ten Thousand Buddha Assembly."

Perhaps he wants to use this assembly to meet some old friends.

"What?!?" Ling Yayi is completely shocked, his body trembling with a mix of immense joy and fear, "If my master appears, what will these True Buddhas do to him?"

If his master is still alive and deeply bound to the Great Sun Golden Lotus.

He can't even begin to imagine what might happen.

Wuguang Buddha Son shakes his head, his expression complex, "Even I cannot know."

The meaning behind these words is clear.

The Great Sun Golden Lotus must not remain within the Bloodmaster's body.

If the Great Sun Golden Lotus is taken away, the Bloodmaster's fate is as good as dead.

Ling Yayi's eyes shift, and after a long pause, he says, "If I become a Holy Buddha Son, can I save my master's life?"

"Yes."

"Wuguang, I want to shave my head, quickly!"

"Also, bring me some real beauties, ten times more than before!"

"Today, I will challenge my limits!"

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(End of Chapter)

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