Sharing the Spoils

"We're all afraid of death, but none of us took it as far as Maitreya did."

"He practically treated staying alive as the greatest goal of his life."

"If he rashly abandoned those people from Spirit Mountain and that person from Spirit Mountain found out, his end would definitely be miserable."

"So."

"Maitreya must have made ample preparations to ensure this matter wouldn't spread."

Zhao Hai gradually analyzed Maitreya's character, hoping to find a few clues within it.

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow. "Besides, what's the point of killing these Bodhisattvas? Betraying Spirit Mountain?"

"No, he wouldn't betray Spirit Mountain!"

"There's no reason for him to. Spirit Mountain is the best possible choice for him. Going anywhere else wouldn't be nearly as comfortable as staying there."

Zhao Hai shook his head, utterly certain. "He has already cultivated many followers of his own in Spirit Mountain. Giving that up so easily isn't his style."

"Eliminating rivals?"

Wang Ye spoke again.

Zhao Hai shook his head again. "He has a sense of the bigger picture. He wouldn't eliminate rivals at such a critical time."

"Then the answer is obvious. He wants Spirit Mountain, yet he isn't afraid of being discovered by the Buddha."

At that moment, the two of them thought of the same possibility. They exchanged a glance, and a measure of understanding dawned on them.

Could he be planning to kill the Buddha?

For a moment, Zhao Hai had a headache.

At present, this was already the most reasonable explanation. But even if they knew this, there was no way to stop it. No one knew where the Buddha was sleeping. They couldn't just wander around the Wasteland, could they? That would rely far too heavily on luck.

"But if he kills the Buddha, without the protection of a powerful