The Two Saints of the Western Teachings Come to Beg for Forgiveness
While the entire Eastern Immortal Realm was immersed in the jubilation of the establishment of the new Heavenly Court and the renewal of all things, the western part of the Primordial Continent presented a completely different scene.
Mount Sumeru.
The once sacred place, bathed in Buddhist light and filled with the sounds of Sanskrit Chants, is now only shrouded in gloom and desolation.
The Bodhi Tree on the mountain have withered and yellowed leaves, losing all their spiritual radiance. In the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the water is murky, and the Merit Golden Lotus that once bloomed have all withered and turned into puddles of silt.
Jieyin and Zhunti, these two Western Human Teachings, stood side by side on the mountaintop, their faces even more grim than the withered Mount Sumeru.
Jieyin's face was already bitter, but now it was so bitter it could be squeezed to extract Water Come. Zhunti's face, which always carried a hint of a smile, was now filled with endless desolation.
They could clearly feel a vast and boundless, vibrant energy, like a blazing sun, shining upon the entire Eastern world.
The mountains and rivers revived, spiritual energy surged, and countless living beings benefited from it, their cultivation progressing by leaps and bounds.
However, that immense fortune, when flowing through the border between East and West, seemed to encounter an invisible dam, precisely bypassing the entire West.
Not a single drop flowed over.
The spiritual energy in the East is so abundant it's almost like sweet rain, while in their territory, the spiritual energy is disappearing at an irreversible rate, becoming increasingly barren.
The new Heavenly Way has abandoned them.
Qin Feng, the man who took charge of the new Heavenly Dao, announced their fate in the most direct and cruel way.
If this continues, within a century, the Western Teachings will be completely depleted of its spiritual energy and its laws will be severed.
At that time, forget about sectarian lineage; these two saints will likely fall from their Saint Position and become the biggest joke in the Primordial World.
The two stared at each other in silence, both seeing the same resolute determination and madness in each other's cloudy eyes.
After a long silence, Zhunti hoarsely, his voice filled with resentment. "Senior brother, do we... really have to beg him?"
Jieyin didn't speak, but slowly closed his eyes.
beg?
Who are they? They are saints! They are direct disciples of the Dao Ancestor, and leaders of a religion!
Wagging and begging for favors from a junior?
The dignity of a saint will not allow it!
But... what about inheritance?
What about the future of hundreds of millions of believers in the West?
Jieyin opened his eyes, all the struggle on his pained face had turned into a deathly stillness.
"Take it off."
Zhunti's body trembled, and he instantly understood what his senior brother meant.
He looked at the Seven Treasures Wonderful Robe he wore, which had accompanied him through countless eras and symbolized his sainthood, and a trace of extreme pain and longing flashed in his eyes.
But he gritted his teeth and finally took off his robe.
Jieyin also took off the simple yet supremely profound saintly robe he was wearing.
The two revered saints stripped away all their honor and dignity, donning the most tattered and filthy Hemp Monk Robe they had found in a village of ordinary people at the foot of the mountain.
The monk's robe was covered in patches and smelled of sourness.
They walked down Mount Sumeru barefoot.
At the foot of the mountain, in a place where believers once gathered, Jieyin around and took one last look at the temple to which they had devoted their lives.
Then, he bent his knees, which he had never bent before for anyone except the Dao Ancestor, and bowed down, slamming his forehead heavily onto the cold, hard earth.
"Thump!"
A muffled thud seemed to strike the very foundation of the Western destiny.
Zhunti closely behind, also without uttering a word, and kowtowed deeply.
"The sinner Jieyin has been ignorant of the Heavenly Mandate and has offended the Heavenly Emperor; he deserves to die a thousand deaths!"
"You sinner, Zhunti, once defied the might of Heavenly Might and attempted to seize control of the East; your sins are grave!"
Their voices were not loud, but with the blessing of the sage's Magic Power, they were clearly heard and carried for hundreds of millions of miles.
With each word they spoke, they took a step forward and then bowed again.
One step, one bow.
From Mount Sumeru, towards the distant East, towards the Golden Ao Island that they both revered and feared, they began this long and humiliating journey of repentance, destined to be recorded in the annals of Primordial World history.
As they walked, they proclaimed Qin Feng's unparalleled virtues and repented for their past sins.
From Investiture of the Gods to become gods to bewitching humanity, they dug up all their past misdeeds, hurling insults at them as if they were the most despicable and shameless beings in the world.
This unprecedented scene quickly shook the entire Primordial World.
Countless cultivators, powerful demons, and ancient gods who are enjoying the benefits of the new era have turned their Spiritual Sense toward the West.
When they saw the two ragged, dusty figures, bowing their heads with each step, looking even more wretched than beggars, everyone was stunned.
"Aren't those... aren't those the two holy masters of the Western Teachings?"
"My God! Has the Sage... gone mad?"
"What are they doing? Are they trying to apologize with thorns on their backs? To whom are they apologizing?"
"Who else could it be! It must be that new Heavenly Emperor from Golden Ao Island!"
"Tsk tsk, a sage reaching this level is truly unheard of and unseen! Such humility!"
In an instant, the entire Primordial World turned into a scene of gossip and spectacle.
Countless living beings watched with great interest this "performance art" by the saint.
All of this was clearly manifested somewhere on Golden Ao Island through the omnipresent Heavenly Dao Laws.
Myriad Fragrance Divine Hall, back garden.
Qin Feng was lounging lazily in a rocking chair, enjoying the afternoon sun.
Surrounding him were a group of goddesses, including the Queen Mother of the West, Nuwa, Houtu, and the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, who were having a unique "afternoon tea party".
On the table are celestial fruits grown from Innate Spiritual Root, and in the cups is Enlightenment Tea brewed with celestial nectar.
The atmosphere was warm and pleasant.
Just as Jieyin Zhunti knelt outside the gate of Golden Ao Island, weeping so hard their voices were almost hoarse, Qin Feng seemed to suddenly remember something and lazily stretched.
He lightly tapped the air with his fingertip.
A giant water mirror appeared out of thin air before everyone.
In the water mirror, there were the two saints outside the mountain gate, wailing and lamenting, their appearances completely ruined.
Their faces were covered in snot and tears, and they were muttering incantations, crying out "Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, spare our lives!" while frantically banging their heads against the ground until they were bleeding profusely. They looked utterly miserable.
The laughter and chatter inside the hall abruptly ceased.
The goddesses looked at the two "movie stars" putting on a great show in the water mirror with somewhat strange expressions.
Qin Feng picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and then, as if finding it somewhat uninteresting, smiled at the women around him.
"My beloved concubines, those two bald men have been making a racket outside for three days straight, crying like their fathers have died. They're so noisy."
His gaze swept over the beautiful faces of the goddesses, a playful smile curving his lips.
"What do you think we should do with them?"
Qin Feng's tone was as casual as if he were asking what the person wanted to eat for dinner.
It was as if the two humble beggars in the water mirror were not saints who had once stirred up the Primordial World world and stood on equal footing with them, but merely two stray dogs that happened to be passing by and whose barking was somewhat annoying.
He used the fates of two Heavenly Dao Saint as a topic to please his woman.
This is the supreme authority of the new Heavenly Emperor.
It was also a unique charm that belonged only to Qin Feng.