Too Little? Then the Deal Is Off!

"No, 30%!"

Zhunti the opportunity and began demanding exorbitant prices.

"To guide the souls of the dead is a great act of merit and good deeds. If the reward is too meager, who will be willing to do their best in the future?"

"If you give me thirty percent, I guarantee that Poor Monk will Dizang underworld his Underworld and convert every single evil spirit to salvation!"

Pingxin didn't even lift an eyelid as the two tried to bargain.

Her tone was indifferent.

"Just one percent."

Not a penny more.

Zhunti was getting anxious.

"Fellow Daoist, this isn't how business is conducted!"

"This is so unfair!"

"Fair?"

Pingxin gave a cold laugh, interrupting him.

The souls of the dead in the Underworld are endless.

"As long as the Six Paths of Reincarnation continues, these evil spirits and vengeful souls will never cease to exist."

"What you take away may only be one percent, but it is a continuous and endless stream of Merit."

"The more diligent your disciples are, the more souls they can help, and the more Merit they will receive."

"How much you can earn depends entirely on the abilities of you Buddhism disciples."

"This is a business that's all profit and no risk."

Pingxin looked at the two of them, his tone growing increasingly cold.

"Besides, do you really think I don't know what you're up to?"

"Let my disciples reside in the Underworld, receive Divine Office in the Underworld, and enjoy the Fortune of the Underworld."

"You not only want to accumulate Merit, but you also want to use my Earthly Dao Fortune to benefit your Buddhism, right?"

"You've gotten such a great deal, and you're still not satisfied?"

"You still want to bargain with me?"

"Not enough?"

Pingxin a wave of his hand, Pingxin dismissed them.

"Then let's not do this business."

"Please leave, both of you."

After saying that, she turned to leave, as if there was no room for negotiation.

This move, a strategic retreat, instantly struck at the Achilles' heel of the Two Saints of the West.

Not doing it?

That won't do!

If we don't do it, even that one percent will be gone!

They're drowning in debt, dirt poor—they have no right to be picky.

One percent may be a small amount, but the quantity is so large and filling!

As Pingxin said, this is inexhaustible.

Even a mosquito's leg is still meat!

Given enough time, even small amounts can accumulate into a substantial income.

It's better than having nothing at all!

"Wait!"

Zhunti understood the situation, he no longer dared to act arrogantly. He rushed forward and blocked Pingxin.

The anger and resentment on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a fawning smile.

"Do!"

"We'll do it!"

"Fellow Daoist, don't go! Everything can be discussed!"

Jieyin realized what was happening and nodded repeatedly, afraid that Pingxin might really change her mind.

Yes, yes, yes!

"One percent is fine!"

"We are willing!"

This speed at which he changed his expression is unparalleled in the Primordial Wilderness.

There was no other way; I was terrified of being poor.

As long as they can accumulate Merit, they'll accept even a fraction of it, let alone one percent.

Pingxin stopped in his tracks, looked at the two Saint individuals before him, and sneered inwardly.

As expected, no one gets up early without a reason.

As long as we control their lifeline, we have nothing to fear about them not submitting.

Have you thought it through?

"I've made up my mind! I won't go back on my word!"

Zhunti promised.

"We'll take one percent!"

"Fellow Daoist, now that the matter is settled, we will not disturb you any further."

"Good."

He nodded slightly, his expression Pingxin.

The two dared not delay and quickly walked out of the Pingxin Hall.

Only after leaving the grand hall and the boundaries of the Underworld did they exchange a glance and both give a bitter smile.

"Junior brother, this time... it seems we've suffered another loss." Jieyin sighed softly.

Zhunti shook his head, a hint of relief appearing on his shrewd face.

"Senior brother, it's not a loss."

"Although it's only one percent, it's a long road."

"With this road, the West will have a continuous source of fresh water."

"From now on, I will no longer have to worry about accumulating Merit."

Jieyin hearing this, Jieyin nodded, and a genuine smile finally appeared on his troubled face.

yes.

The road has been paved.

Now it's up to them to decide what to do next.

Without another word, the two transformed into two golden beams of Golden Light and sped off towards Western Mount Sumeru.

After the Two Saints of the West left, the Pingxin Hall returned to silence.

Pingxin sat upright in the main seat, his figure appearing even more profound in the dimly lit hall.

She sent out a Divine Sense.

Before long, two Dao Body reappeared Pingxin Hall, one after the other, and strode in.

It was Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Minghe had just left not long ago.

Both of them were curious, wondering why the Your Ladyship had summoned them back so soon.

Could it be that those Two Saints of the West have stirred up some trouble again?

"Greetings, Your Ladyship."

The two bowed in greeting.

Pingxin nodded slightly, indicating that they should dispense with the formalities.

The Ancestor Minghe spoke first, his face showing just the right amount of concern.

"Your Ladyship, did those two make any unreasonable demands?"

"If they dare to disrespect Her Your Ladyship, Minghe is willing to lead the Your Ladyship, storm Mount Sumeru, and wreak havoc on the world!"

These words were spoken with righteous indignation and unwavering loyalty.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing nearby, found it amusing.

You think you can storm Mount Sumeru?

I'm afraid they'll be reduced to bare branches by the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree as soon as they reach the Mountain Gate.

But Zhen Yuanzi didn't say anything, only casting a questioning gaze at Pingxin.

He also wanted to know what those two self-serving Saint were really up to.

Looking Pingxin at the two people below, Pingxin recounted the transaction in detail.

After listening, a brief silence fell over the hall.

The Ancestor Minghe's mind was racing.

Sending disciples to the Underworld to guide and transform the souls of the dead in exchange for Merit.

Do they still want Divine Office? Do they still want territory?

This... isn't this blatant theft of business?!

He was about to open his mouth and denounce the Two Saints of the West for their shamelessness, but the words he was about to say suddenly changed his mind.

wrong.

The Your Ladyship agreed.

Since the Your Ladyship has agreed, it means that the Underworld is not losing out on this deal; in fact, it might even be making a killing!

If I were to open my mouth and curse, wouldn't it make me seem like I didn't understand the Your Ladyship's Gao Ming?

No, this flattery has to be delivered!

In the blink of an eye, Minghe's face was filled with admiration and sudden realization.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Minghe slapped his thigh, his voice booming, filled with heartfelt admiration.

"Your Ladyship's move was truly a stroke of genius, embodying unparalleled wisdom!"

Zhen Yuanzi was startled by his sudden shout and looked at him with some confusion.

What makes it superior?

Ignoring Zhen Yuanzi's reaction, Minghe took a step forward and began to analyze the situation with great enthusiasm.

"Your Ladyship, look! There are countless evil spirits and vengeful souls in the Underworld. It takes a lot of time and effort to convert them."

"You used a mere one percent of your Merit to conjure up a group of hardworking laborers out of thin air!"

"Moreover, these laborers are professionals! Guiding the souls of the dead is precisely what Buddhism excels at!"

"The best part is, they do the work, get paid, and still have to be grateful to you!"

The more Minghe, the more excited he became, as if he could already see the Western Teachings disciples toiling away in the Underworld.

The result was a pitiful state of being able to only receive a tiny amount of Merit.

He even felt that the Your Ladyship had given him too much.

Those two shameless scoundrels deserve more than one ten-thousandth of what they deserve!

"Such methods, throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness, who else but Your Ladyship could possess such skill?"

"Achieve the greatest results with the least cost!"

"To have manipulated those two cunning the West Saint so skillfully! Minghe is truly impressed! Utterly impressed!"

The combo was executed flawlessly, with perfect fluidity and precision.