Yang Jian suddenly smiled faintly, his tone composed.
"It's not as if there's no way in at all. Do you know Ran Deng Daoist of Chan?"
Nezha hurriedly nodded, his eyes filled with urgency.
"Of course I know him! He is the Vice Sect Leader of Chan, high in rank and heavy in authority. Second Brother, could it be that Daoist Ran Deng can help me enter the list?"
Yang Jian slowly nodded, lowering his voice.
"Ran Deng has long been secretly communicating with Buddhism and secretly defected to them early on. It's just that, for now, he keeps it hidden and has yet to tear away the last bit of face. This little scheme of his cannot fool Empress Nuwa's keen eyes, and it certainly cannot escape the deduction and insight of Senior Mystic Turtle of the Mysterious Water Divine Continent."
He looked toward Nezha and slowly laid out the plan.
"In the days to come, Ran Deng will surely look for an opportunity to lead a group of disciples in betraying Chan and switching to Buddhism. When that time comes, follow closely behind him, mix into the defecting group, and leave with them. This act will certainly enrage Primordial Heavenly Venerate and draw a saint's wrath. Then seize the chance to actively sever your ties with Chan, deliberately provoke him, and draw Primordial into striking in anger. A saint's resentful blow, with Karma and Fixed Number upon you, will be all but impossible for you to withstand. If you take the fall with the current, you can rightfully step onto the Investiture of the Gods and obtain that chance to become a saint."
As Nezha listened to the first half of the plan, a trace of joy had brightened in his eyes. But when Yang Jian spoke the