True Martial, Venerable God of the Jade Capital, and the Investiture of the Five Elders

The Buddha had returned for only a brief day before departing for good. Yet, like a flame, before he left, he had passed his thoughts and will on to his disciples one last time. Afterward, the Buddhist sect was sunk in grief, but still composed themselves; they had to receive True Martial Great Emperor.

And because of the debate between True Martial Great Emperor Lord and the Buddha, the Buddhist disciples, who had earlier been filled with apprehension, now felt a deeper respect rising within them. Qi WuHuo sent the other Bodhisattvas and Vajras on their way, leaving only Guanyin and Ran Deng the Daoist behind.

Ran Deng, the Daoist friend who had known Qi WuHuo since his youth, looked sorrowful. Yet beneath that sorrow, he was no longer as dispirited and gloomy as before. It seemed he had something to say. "Emperor Lord..."

Qi WuHuo looked at him, understanding the feelings of this old friend.

Ran Deng had already traveled through the Buddhist teachings of all seventeen lineages. Disappointed with the Buddhist sect of that era, he had abandoned Buddhism to cultivate the Dao. Now that he had seen the Buddha again and heard him expound the Dharma once more, Qi WuHuo could fully understand the grief and regret in his heart, and all the conflicting emotions within him.

But Ran Deng had followed the Daoist for so many years. Though he had come here on a sudden impulse, he could not bring himself to say that he wanted to leave. Qi WuHuo suddenly smiled. "A moment ago, I made an agreement with the Buddha..."

"When the Buddha departed, he gave me a Bodhi seed. That Bodhi Fruit is a spiritual treasure from several kalpas ago. No one knows when it will ripen, or when it will fall. I