Dizang happily received the Underworld's blessing of working 24/7!

Zhunti felt the oppressive aura, but he did not back down.

He knew that he had to withstand the pressure at this point, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain.

"Fellow Daoist, please hold your anger."

"This Poor Monk makes this request so that my Buddhism disciples can better guide the souls of the deceased; I have no intention of interfering in the affairs of the Underworld."

"After all, Buddhism disciples need to reside in the Underworld regularly, and having Divine Office in the Underworld makes it easier for them to carry out their duties."

"However, fellow Daoist, please rest assured, although our Buddhism disciples stationed in the Underworld hold Divine Office..."

"But they are only responsible for matters of salvation, and will never interfere in any administrative, penal, or Reincarnation matters of the Underworld!"

"Furthermore, as long as he remains in the Underworld, he will be under your control and obey your commands!"

Pingxin looked at Zhunti, and the coldness in his eyes subsided slightly.

If it's truly as Zhunti says, that one is only responsible for guiding and converting people, without interfering in authority, and must obey her commands...

That would be more than just a collaboration.

This is practically like handing her a super-powerful team of henchmen who are always free, provide their own food, and are obedient and easy to use!

Moreover, although Western Teachings have a bad reputation, they do have unique insights into the path of salvation.

If we can make good use of it...

He Pingxin weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

This is indeed entirely beneficial to the development of the Underworld.

As for the portion of Fortune and Merit that was taken away?

Compared to the overall improvement and expansion of the Earthly Dao, it's nothing to mention.

Thinking about this, the scales in Pingxin's heart began to tip.

But she didn't agree immediately.

As the ruler of the Underworld, she cannot appear too eager.

"It does sound like they're being quite sincere."

He gave a Pingxin and understated comment, then changed the subject.

"However, matters of the Divine Office are of utmost importance."

"May I ask which two fellow Daoists intend to send?"

"If you send an incompetent or unscrupulous person who tarnishes the reputation of the Underworld, then I won't do this deal."

When Pingxin relented, Zhunti was overjoyed.

There's a chance!

He quickly gave the Jieyin a wink.

The Jieyin immediately understood and replied.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist!"

"Since we are sincerely looking to cooperate, the people we have sent have naturally been carefully selected."

"This person is my personally Direct Disciple, named Dizang."

"This child possesses a resolute character, great compassion, and immense perseverance."

"Whether in terms of cultivation level or temperament, they are all top-notch and will certainly not disappoint you, fellow Daoist!"

Dizang?

Pingxin searched her memory for the name.

I seem to remember him; he's a low-key but quite capable junior.

"Good."

Pingxin finally made a decision.

She slowly rose from her high seat, her gaze sharp as she looked down at the Two Saints of the West below.

"Since you two fellow Daoists are so sincere, then I accept this deal!"

"Within the Underworld, I will designate the Yin Mountain as the residence for your Buddhism disciples."

"From this day forward, you Buddhism disciples will be in charge of guiding and converting evil spirits in the Underworld."

"As for Dizang, he is King Dizang, who is in charge of Yin Mountain."

Both Zhunti and Jieyin were overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist!"

The two of them stood up together and bowed deeply to Pingxin.

This bow is both an expression of gratitude and a formal agreement.

He accepted the bow with Pingxin, and then waved his sleeves.

"However, let me make this clear from the start."

"Although they were given Divine Office and a designated territory."

"But the rules of the Underworld are as vast as the heavens."

"If it were Dizang, or any other disciple of your Buddhism, dared to act recklessly or overstep boundaries in the Underworld..."

Pingxin's voice instantly turned icy cold, filled with murderous intent.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless then; I'll make sure they can't even be ghosts!"

"Even the two of you..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the unspoken meaning sent a chill down the spines of the two Saint.

Zhunti quickly composed himself and said solemnly.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist!"

"We will strictly discipline them!"

"If there are indeed any ignorant and wicked beings who overstep their bounds, how to deal with them is entirely up to you, fellow Daoist. We two will have no objections."

He nodded Pingxin satisfaction.

"That's excellent."

"Then let's go back and prepare, and send Dizang to the Underworld as soon as possible."

Upon Zhunti, Zhunti made the decision immediately without any hesitation.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist."

"Once we return, we will immediately begin arrangements to send Dizang and his disciples to the Underworld as soon as possible."

"Let him take up his post as soon as possible and share the burden of the Underworld."

We need to send people over and occupy the territory.

This is a crucial step in the Great Prosperity of the West, and there is no room for delay.

Pingxin nodded slightly, which was considered an agreement.

The atmosphere inside the main hall became subtly quiet for a moment.

Zhunti rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with smiles, looking just like a mortal merchant who had just closed a big deal.

"Pingxin Fellow Daoist, now that the rules have been set, do you think... we should also discuss the matter of remuneration?"

He rubbed his hands together, looking as if he were advocating for the well-being of his disciples.

"My disciples have come from afar to serve the Underworld; I can't let them have worked so hard for nothing."

"I wonder how much of the Merit they intend to donate as a reward?"

As soon as these words were spoken, even the Jieyin who had been silent beside him perked up their ears, and a hint of tension and anticipation appeared on their worried face.

That's the key point.

Heavenly Flowers Falling in Chaos mentioned earlier are just empty promises.

What they care about most is how much real Merit they can gain.

Upon hearing Pingxin, Pingxin raised his head, looked at the Two Saints of the West whose faces were full of expectation, and slowly uttered a few words.

One percent.

As soon as the words were spoken, the air in the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

The smile on Zhunti's face froze.

The sorrowful expression Jieyin had just eased slightly tightened up again.

One percent?

Did they hear that right?

This... this is way too little!

What's the difference between this and giving money away to Delia?

One percent?

"Fellow Daoist, you're not joking, are you?"

Zhunti's voice rose eight octaves, his face filled with disbelief.

"Fellow Daoist, isn't this... a little too little?"

He forced a smile, but it looked worse than crying.

"We Buddhism disciples, undeterred by hardship, venture deep into the Underworld to deliver the endless evil spirits and purify this monstrous sin."

"Let's set aside the hardships involved for now."

"The workload alone is immense and endless."

"Fellow Daoist, giving only one percent of the Merit is... that's really a bit unreasonable, isn't it?"

Jieyin couldn't help but speak, his voice filled with bitterness.

"Yes, Pingxin Fellow Daoist."

"My fellow apprentice and I came here with the utmost sincerity to cooperate."

"Fellow Daoist, these conditions are far too harsh. Please... reconsider."

"Even hiring a long-term worker wouldn't be this demanding."

"I think it should be at least 20%!"