"Now that humanity is flourishing, who would have thought the ones to receive the greatest blessings would actually be the Three Pure Ones' sects? And look at the Western Teachings—not only did they fail to benefit, their fortune has even declined.
Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Ancestor Minghe stood atop the sea of blood, gazing at the current Great Wilderness, unable to keep from sighing.
The three sects had transformed far too quickly. Their fortune was already worlds apart from before.
The Chan Sect in particular had seen its fortune soar, already surpassing the Interception Sect by a head. One had to remember that the Interception Sect was known as the Myriad Immortals Come to Court, yet it still fell short of the Chan Sect.
The current Chan Sect faintly possessed the bearing of the Great Wilderness's number one sect!
By comparison, the Western Teachings, which were likewise a Saint's Lineage, had pitifully little fortune.
It could simply be described as languishing!
In fact, even in terms of fortune, they were inferior to the Netherworld Court, which had been established during the Witch-Demon Calamity.
No matter how one put it, they were a lineage with two Saints. Such fortune was simply an eyesore.
"If the fortune of the Three Pure Ones' sects were divided and even one part given to my Heavenly Court, my Heavenly Court would surely flourish as well!"
Inside the Hall of Miraculous Mist, Haotian used the Haotian Mirror to observe the three sects, his eyes practically turning red.
How long had it been?
Human Emperor Xuanyuan had abdicated, Shaohao had succeeded him and performed the fengshan ceremony, and now even Zhuanxu had only recently taken the throne and had yet to travel to Mount Tai for the ceremony. Yet the three sects already possessed such blessings. This transformation was too astonishing.
As for his Heavenly Court, it had been unable to rise all this time. Only after so many years had he finally gained complete control of the Heavenly Court, making all the old gods left behind by the former Demon Court submit.
To make it flourish, it was difficult!
"Senior Brother, our Western Teachings have fallen far behind the Three Pure Ones."
Jieyin looked at the fortune of the Three Pure Ones' sects, his expression filled with sorrow.
Because of the position of Sage Teacher of humanity, the Human Sect, Chan Sect, and Interception Sect had all been rising, with the Chan Sect in particular proving unstoppable.
As for their Western Teachings, not only had they gained nothing,
their fortune had also been severed. After several thousand years of recuperation and adjustment, it had finally stabilized, but it was still inferior to what it had been before Maitreya was severed.
Moreover, Ksitigarbha's whereabouts remained unknown, causing him immense distress.
"Senior Brother, the Three Pure Ones' sects are powerful now, but ultimately, it is because Primordial Lord set aside the prejudice in his heart, allowing the Three Pure Ones to reconcile."
"If our Western Teachings wish to flourish, we must first drive a wedge between the Three Pure Ones!"
A vicious glint flashed through Zhunti's eyes. His hatred for the Three Pure Ones ran deep.
They had occupied the position of Sage Teacher of humanity in the West, extorted the West, and severed Western disciples.
Their crimes against the Western Teachings were too numerous to record!
Under such circumstances, even as a Saint's Lineage, the Western Teachings felt as though they were struggling to survive in the cracks.
Back then, even though the Western Teachings had been inferior to the Chan Sect and Interception Sect, they had still been far better off than they were now.
Everything could be traced back to that day in the Palace of Empress Nuwa, when they had discussed the position of Sage Teacher of humanity.
Only because Primordial Lord had set aside the prejudice in his heart and the Three Pure Ones had united against outsiders had things turned out this way.
If the Three Pure Ones were still fighting among themselves, with the snipe and clam locked in conflict while the fisherman profited, the Western Teachings would not have ended up in such a state!
"How could I not know this?"
Jieyin slowly spoke. "But in the past, the Three Pure Ones fought among themselves because of Primordial Lord's prejudice against Tongtian. Now that Primordial Lord has set aside that prejudice, how can we stir up trouble again?"
Zhunti wore a smile. "Senior Brother, there is no need to worry. Although Primordial Lord has set aside the prejudice in his heart, after so many years of conflict between the disciples of his Chan Sect and the Interception Sect, can they truly become affectionate just because they say so?"
"This time, we only need to watch from the sidelines. If a definite opportunity arises in the future, it will not be too late to act!"
After the events of the previous few times, he had grown increasingly cautious.
This time, they had to strike from within the Three Pure Ones' sects!
Moreover, before they had absolute certainty, they absolutely could not make a move against the Three Pure Ones!
"Good!"
Jieyin nodded.
The Western Teachings had already waited this long. They did not mind lying low for a little longer!
Wuzhuang Temple.
Beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree.
Yunzhongzi and Zhenyuanzi ate ginseng fruit while discussing the Dao.
"Humanity is flourishing, and the Human Sect, Chan Sect, and Interception Sect are all rising with it."
"The Chan Sect's fortune is now incredibly prosperous. It has faintly become the Great Wilderness's number one sect!"
"Moreover, the Three Pure Ones have made peace. The Three Pure Ones' sects today could probably sweep through the Great Wilderness undefeated."
Zhenyuanzi sighed leisurely.
What he said was no exaggeration.
After all, there were only so many Dao lineages in the current Great Wilderness.
Apart from the Three Pure Ones, the only Saint's Lineages left were the Netherworld Court and the Western Teachings.
Although the Netherworld Court's fortune had also increased somewhat over the years, Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, could not leave the Netherworld Court. So what if she had become a Saint?
The Western Teachings needed even less explanation. Although they had two Saints guarding them, their fortune was... a tragic sight!
Yunzhongzi wore a smile. "Why not return to the Chan Sect with me?"
"I invited you to go there before, but you refused. Now that your cultivation has reached a bottleneck, why not return with me this time? Perhaps we can catch my master as he emerges from seclusion. Maybe he can guide you through the confusion in your cultivation."
Zhenyuanzi's eyes flickered.
Just as Yunzhongzi had said, his cultivation had encountered a bottleneck. He felt that his opportunity was right before his eyes, yet he had been unable to break through for a long time, which troubled him greatly.
If he could discuss the Dao with Primordial Lord, perhaps he would gain a great deal!
After all, Primordial Lord was a Heavenly Dao Saint. His insights naturally far surpassed those of every non-Saint.
Zhenyuanzi looked at Yunzhongzi and nodded.
Thus, the two of them set off together for Kunlun.
Both were mighty Quasi-Saints. Their speed was astonishing, and in an instant, they crossed a hundred billion li of mountains and rivers.
Before long, they could already gaze upon the vast Kunlun Mountains.
From afar, the vast Kunlun Mountains rose grandly, with the Seventy-two Peaks facing the highest summit, seemingly standing above the nine heavens. Spiritual Qi formed a hazy mist, while dense immortal fog never dispersed throughout the day. Immortal cranes soared, spirit beasts traveled through the land, and countless wondrous sights were gathered there.
Especially as the Chan Sect's fortune grew increasingly prosperous, Kunlun had also gained even more of a mysterious air.
Following Yunzhongzi, Zhenyuanzi had just stepped into the Chan Sect's protective great formation when his gaze froze. His entire body halted in place as though struck by heavenly thunder.
The moment he entered the Chan Sect's protective formation, he sensed the dense Spiritual Qi and Dao Rhyme. They were far too profound, as though he had entered an ocean of Spiritual Qi.
Just one breath was already a hundred times better than any ordinary Cave Heaven Blessed Land!
Was this really the Chan Sect?!
He had visited the Chan Sect in the past, but the changes now were simply too great, making it difficult for him to believe.
Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun's Purple Cloud Palace paled in comparison!
He looked up and saw a Floating Island suspended above the Chan Sect.
In a daze, he saw a tea tree swaying on the island, scattering endless Dao Rhyme that could aid enlightenment; a Purple Divine Flower swaying and nurturing Primordial Violet Qi; and a Green Divine Bamboo trembling, its spiritual light brilliant and blazing... Countless spiritual roots also swayed there, while dense Spiritual Qi and Dao Rhyme poured down, nourishing the enormous Chan Sect!
Zhenyuanzi stared at the Floating Island in shock, feeling his scalp prickle as though it were about to split apart.
"This damn place is the Chan Sect? Those are all Innate Spiritual Roots? There are even dozens of Chaos Spiritual Roots? Did I come to the wrong place?!"
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