Jieyin Was Shocked: Qingyuan Nearly Defeated You, Junior Brother? Buddhist Dao: Namo Amitabha Buddha!
"Amitabha Buddha, is Senior Brother here?"
Within the Ultimate Bliss World.
Saint Zhunti's cheerful voice echoed beneath a sky suffused with Buddhist light.
A moment later.
The Buddhist light slowly receded.
A gaunt, sallow figure sat cross-legged in the void.
His expression was calm, icy light flowing through his pupils. His entire body exuded the deathly stillness of Great Dao Nirvana, utterly devoid of all else—cold and merciless.
He bore some resemblance to Saint Taiqing's Tai Shang Wu Wei.
The difference was that Jieyin's aura was even colder and more ruthless!!
If Qingyuan had seen this, he would surely have muttered, What a ruthless man, before turning around and fleeing without another word.
Forget unleashing a Rule Conceptual Divine Ability.
He would not even have wanted to say hello!!
A moment later.
The indifference around Saint Jieyin receded. He asked curiously, "I see joy upon Junior Brother's face. Have you encountered some happy event?"
The Western Lands were bitter.
The last time Junior Brother had been this happy was when Hong Yun died... ahem.
It was when he received the Primordial Violet Qi bestowed by their teacher.
Why was he so happy this time?
Whom had he plotted against now??
"Senior Brother, I have obtained the method for Western Flourishing!"
Saint Zhunti's face was filled with delight.
He offered up the Twelve-grade Merit Golden Lotus, enlarging its lotus platform to dozens of zhang, then set out two prayer mats. "Senior Brother, please!"
"Please!"
Seeing Zhunti so solemn.
Jieyin became curious as well. He sat upon a prayer mat and listened attentively.
"Senior Brother, guess whom I met just now?"
Zhunti burst into laughter.
He first recounted the matter of that Old Dragon and Qingyuan, then described his dealings with Qingyuan.
Jieyin listened quietly throughout, without interrupting.
Then, he fell into