We're Going to Make Great Spiritual Mountain Great Again

It was clearly the first time she had made such tremendously gratifying progress in strength, and the first time she had a teacher so meticulous that he seriously taught her, move by move, how to use a spear. With both things happening at once, it should have brought double the happiness and joy.

But why had it turned out like this?

After already being knocked down a full thirty-four times, Wen Qingxuan was sent flying once more. As she landed, dazed, she fell into deep thought.

She remembered so clearly not because she wanted to, but because her bargain-bin teacher had given that big golden furball a look. That Golden Lion, whose loathsomeness was second only to Ye Kong's, had pulled out a specially made Big Black Scoreboard and tirelessly flipped it from 0:0 to 35:0.

Hah! Such a lowly Golden Lion, without even a trace of the domineering spirit possessed by those Beast Tribe geniuses. Its future was surely bleak!

"Not bad, not bad. You're just one last round away from Six-Six Unity. Rest up, get back on your feet, and get sent flying one more time. Then it'll be complete."

Ye Kong drew a crescent with his Monk's Staff, its tip hanging diagonally as it pointed at Wen Qingxuan. The sounds made by the twelve Golden Dragon Rings colliding grew increasingly crisp. He calmly watched Wen Qingxuan sprawled on the ground, a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

"I'm not getting up! I'd rather die than get up! Even if you beat me to death, it won't help!"

Having seen Ye Kong assume that familiar stance countless times, Wen Qingxuan was on the verge of a mental breakdown and could no longer care about maintaining her image.

"That's easy. Brother Lion~ You take the last round. Wait until she recovers before making your move. Just don't smack her to death with one palm."

Ye Kong had no intention of forcing her, and he thought getting off work early was not a bad idea either.

"Hehe, got it." Jinjiu Master, who had been idling around, put down the scoreboard in his hands. His bleary eyes became clear.

"No!"

Remembering the puddle of bloody mush she had seen by the gates of the Land of Guardianship, Wen Qingxuan did not dare let this unassuming fellow be her sparring partner. She shouted in protest.

"Teacher, can we stop fighting? I promise I won't go complain about you to Sacred Buddha Continent after we leave."

Seeing Ye Kong's brows beginning to knit again, Wen Qingxuan grew so anxious that she was nearly crying, her voice miserable.

"Teacher, you know me. My family is in the north of the Great Thousand World, while Sacred Buddha Continent, where Jialan Temple and Great Spiritual Mountain are located, is in the west of the Great Thousand World. If I wanted to complain about you, I couldn't possibly travel that far."

"That does make some sense. But if I earnestly teach my disciple only to be reported... wouldn't that spread my good name?"

"It shows that my teaching is rigorous. Why don't you overcome the difficulty and go complain about me?"

A sudden idea struck Ye Kong, and his eyes lit up. He felt there was real potential in this.

Getting an outstanding descendant of a Heavenly Sovereign family to travel across countless continents, from the north of the Great Thousand World to the west, just to deliver a complaint letter over a teacher-student educational communication issue—wasn't that the Pro version of Journey to the West? There was so much that could be planned around it.

The next moment, Wen Qingxuan blinked and found that her bargain-bin teacher had appeared before her. With practiced ease, he injected golden Buddha energy into her glabella to heal her wounds. Then he shook the Monkey-Head Purple Bell at his waist, releasing an invisible purple spherical barrier that enveloped them and isolated them from the outside.

"How about this? I'll cover all the travel expenses, and I'll even write the complaint letter for you. I'll make sure to condemn this teacher of yours, who takes money to get things done, is absurdly meticulous, doesn't discriminate against female students, and respects women's equal rights, as utterly vile and deserving of every curse. We'll fully highlight your tragic image."

"Then we'll pretend to face each other in court and make a huge scene. We'll clear up the misunderstanding in public before everyone, clarify everything, and finally have the higher-ups of Spiritual Mountain step in to arrange a grand happy ending."

"Before that, I'll work things over properly and help you extort a huge batch of cultivation resources from Great Spiritual Mountain. Afterwards, you get thirty percent and I get seventy. How about it? I definitely won't make you come all that way for nothing."

Wen Qingxuan was so shocked by these words that her mouth fell open, yet no words came out. She went completely blank, with only one thought in her heart: she had never seen such a shameless person.

After a long while, her lips trembled as she said haltingly, "Teacher, leaving aside whether this can succeed, and leaving aside whether those big monks would beat you to death if you were exposed, this plan of yours is so... unconventional. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Perhaps out of awe for Ye Kong's strength, Wen Qingxuan did not directly call him profit-obsessed. Yet her unfocused eyes plainly bore the words "traitor to Spiritual Mountain."

Ye Kong clicked his tongue and smiled. "Little Wen, don't get this wrong~ When the truth comes out, Great Spiritual Mountain's reputation will rise to an even greater height."

"An extreme reversal brings even more extreme emotional shifts. I am a disciple of Great Spiritual Mountain. If I do wrong, I may implicate the sect, but if I do good, Spiritual Mountain will surely benefit!"

"When Spiritual Mountain refuses to cover up filth after one of its own disciples is accused, allowing me to confront you publicly, and everyone discovers that I, this disciple, did not commit evil but did good, then the heavier their previous suspicions toward me and Spiritual Mountain, the greater the reputation that Spiritual Mountain and I will gain!"

"Is this harming Great Spiritual Mountain? This is clearly helping it! How could such a wonderful situation be described with merely 'unconventional'?"

Ye Kong spoke every word with perfect clarity and without the slightest hesitation. His gaze grew ever firmer and brighter.

When you put it that way, it actually does seem to make some sense. Focus and light returned to Wen Qingxuan's eyes, but she was still deeply worried that she might get beaten to death.

"But Teacher, can this really work?"

"It can. Of course it can. I'll upgrade you from a provisional disciple to an official disciple right now. As for the disciple-acceptance ceremony, we can make that up after you finish causing trouble."

"That way, rounding it off, you can count as one of Great Spiritual Mountain's people. It'll be easier for me to work things out later, and giving you a share will mean the benefits stay within the family."

As the rough details were gradually refined, Ye Kong's smile grew broader.

"Think about it. A young maiden storms Buddha Mountain, triggering ten thousand monks to jointly try a criminal. In the end, they discover it was all a misunderstanding.

"The misunderstood Buddhist Sect genius bursts into tears on the spot, nearly losing all heart. The maiden, realizing she had wronged a good person, repents endlessly. To atone, she willingly shaves off her hair and spends the rest of her life accompanied by a blue lamp and the Buddha. Yet the good person, without holding a grudge, accepts her into his sect.

"Then, moved by this scene, Great Spiritual Mountain decides to set aside all past grievances. In the name of rewarding a brave maiden, encouraging cultivators across the world to report scum within the Buddhist Sect, and purifying the Buddhist Sect's conduct, what is so outrageous about gifting you several hundred million portions of Supreme Spirit Liquid for cultivation?

"The impact of this matter would be immeasurably meritorious."

"Taking this opportunity, we can keep pushing onward, promote the purification of the Buddhist Sect's conduct, eliminate treacherous fiends and evil ghosts from within, and ultimately unite our strength to wage war against the Outer Domain Evil Tribe. We're going to make Spiritual Mountain great again!"

Feeling that something seemed to be missing from this atmosphere, Ye Kong condensed Buddha energy into a great banner depicting Buddha meditating beneath the Bodhi Tree. His five right fingers clenched around a long cord attached to the Buddhist Banner, making it flutter in the wind.

"Since ancient times, the Buddhist Sect has never lacked scum. There have been countless who harmed the Great Thousand World. The immense damage these parasites and scum have brought upon the Great Thousand World and the Buddhist Sect itself has sometimes been no less than that caused by those covetous Outer Domain Evil Tribe outside."

"Even today, there are still many dark, crawling vermin on Sacred Buddha Continent and other lands of Buddhist cultivators. I loathe them! In my eyes, they do not deserve to be called people!

"They are practically local evil demons. They should have been reduced to ashes and swept away long ago!"

"In the short term, removing them will harm our own strength. But in the longer view, this will be a reform and breakthrough within the Buddhist Sect itself. The benefits will be endless, allowing a hypocritical Buddhist Sect to truly become a pure land in this mortal world!"

At this point, Ye Kong paused and chuckled. "Of course, the Great Thousand World is home to countless races, and many Buddhist cultivators aren't human to begin with. But you get what I mean."

Wen Qingxuan's expression was complicated. The undisguised contempt in her eyes turned into incredulous doubt, then deep astonishment. After remaining silent for a long time, she said word by word, "You know how many forces this could involve, right?"

"Of course. But it doesn't matter."

Ye Kong smiled calmly. For the first time outside Great Spiritual Mountain, he revealed his formidable side. A proud, world-overlooking arrogance emerged in his brilliant eyes.

"When my cultivation reaches the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World, no matter how many dark vermin there are, they can only cower and crawl in the shadows. In the Buddhist Sect of this age, with me, none can stand against me!"

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