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Daoist Jieyin sighed inwardly.

He brought his palms together, and the Nirvana Sarira radiated a glazed golden light that spread throughout the entire Land of Ultimate Bliss.

The moment the aura of the Nirvana Great Dao emerged, the Western Sect disciples within the Pure Land trembled in body and soul, unable to say a word.

"Neither wisdom nor attainment, for there is nothing to attain."

Upon hearing their sect leader's vast voice, the disciples in the Pure Land immediately fell silent as cicadas in winter.

Their sect leader had just said they possessed no wisdom, so naturally, they did not dare gossip at this time. They simply had not expected him to reveal the Nirvana Sarira now.

The entire Primordial World should have been like this right now. It should not have warranted such a reaction from their sect leader.

Could it be that their sect leader actually pitied the cultivator who had been placed on the list?

That made sense.

There were already few Western Sect cultivators capable of becoming Quasi-Sages. Seeing such a mighty expert go off to tend horses really was a pity. If he had joined the Western Sect, he might even have become a deputy sect leader.

The Western Sect disciples did not know that Patriarch Bodhi, who had become the Protector of the Heavenly Horses, truly was their deputy sect leader.

Seeing his senior brother personally step in to suppress the disciples' discussions, Daoist Zhunti felt somewhat relieved.

"Senior Brother, there is no need for this. Though we can silence idle tongues, we cannot control where people's hearts turn."

Daoist Jieyin smiled faintly.

"Supreme bodhi must be realized in the moment, recognizing one's original heart and seeing one's true nature."

"They are too restless now. It will not benefit their cultivation."

The sorrowful look