After Five Manor Temple.
The members of the Preaching Squad had all gained a tremendous boost in confidence.
Aboard the dragon carriage, everyone cultivated peacefully as they traveled.
Only after witnessing the might of an Earth Dao Saint had they realized how insignificant they were.
For once, they had found a relatively smooth stretch of road. Not even a minor demon had appeared to bar their way. It had been a remarkably peaceful day.
[Next up is White Tiger Ridge, where, in the original course of events, even snakes turned back and beasts quailed.]
[Come to think of it, it's rather ridiculous. The original inhabitant of White Tiger Ridge was the White Bone Lady. There wasn't even half a white tiger there. It really didn't live up to its name.]
[But why hasn't Amitabha Buddha made his move yet?]
[Then again, the strongest cultivator of the white bone Dao has long since become our Earth Dao Saint, Shi Ji Niangniang. Basically all the white bone creatures are in the Nine Nether Realm now, too.]
Inside the Three Pure Ones Hall.
Upper Pure Master Tongtian's sword-like brows lifted slightly.
Shi Ji, that outer disciple of his, truly had some fortune. Not only had Qingqing's attention changed her fate during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, but her good luck had even carried over into the Journey to the West.
Now that she had attained sainthood through white bones, she could disgust Amitabha Buddha without doing a thing.
That alone made Qingqing's efforts worthwhile.
At that moment, even Upper Pure Master Tongtian could not help giving Shi Ji Niangniang his approval.
[Hey, wait a second. Why do I feel like Amitabha Buddha is about to drag my two little cuties into the game?]
*[This fellow doesn't have any white tigers of his