By helping the Buddhist School resolve a great calamity, he would surely receive no shortage of benefits when the time came. Perhaps he could even claim a considerable amount of merit from this Journey to the West plan. This was precisely what he had dreamed of. He had originally held no hope, but unexpectedly, Ding Ling had appeared.
It truly filled him with joy!
Ding Ling.
He really was a "wealth-delivering boy."
He was his lucky star!
If this journey went smoothly, perhaps he would obtain tremendous merit. When the time came, many matters could be handled at his convenience, and advancing his cultivation even further would certainly be no problem.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was in high spirits. Once the thought arose, he could no longer suppress it. After assuring Tathagata Buddha, he stepped onto a Buddha Lotus and shot out of the hall like a shooting star.
The Arhats, honored ones, and Bodhisattvas in the hall.
Every one of them fell silent.
The Arhats lacked the strength and had long since abandoned any thought of competing for merit.
The honored ones had the inclination, but they also feared ending up like Ciyun Honored One. Thus, although they were dissatisfied with Samantabhadra Bodhisattva stepping forward, they did not dare to come out and say anything.
As for the other Bodhisattvas?
They did have thoughts of competing for merit, but Tathagata Buddha had spoken, so they could no longer say anything. Instead, their eyes grew deep, Buddha's Light shifting unpredictably within them as they deduced the origins of Lu Wenli and Ding Ling.
Lu Wenli's origins were not difficult to deduce.
But Ding Ling?
When they investigated him in slightly greater depth, their blood surged and their heads spun. Some even groaned and began bleeding uncontrollably from the corners of their mouths.