Great Sun Supreme Bright Buddha?
Everyone was stunned!
The many powerful figures present could only laugh and cry.
Bai Ze had been the Western Teachings' Future Buddha for less than a hundred thousand years. He had just said he would convert three Demon Saints, and now he wanted to turn the Yao Clan's Young Lord into a Buddha of his Western Teachings. It was truly a rare sight, even in a long life!
Hearing this, Lu Ya looked at Bai Ze in disbelief. "Say that again!"
"You traitor to the Yao Clan! You actually want me, your Highness, to take refuge in Buddhism? What a delusion! Don't think those two bald donkeys, the Two Sages of the West, are so impressive just because they're Heavenly Dao Saints. My uncle is a Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the mid-stage, and even I will prove the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Dao within ten thousand years."
"Does the Western Teachings even deserve me?"
"Deserve your grandmother's ass!"
Lu Ya shouted hoarsely, then launched into a crude string of curses.
Deserve your grandmother's ass!
The words made everyone burst into laughter. Nezha went even further, brazenly exposing his manhood and giving Bai Ze a long piss, as if it had been aging since '82.
"I'll liven things up for you!"
"Great Sun Supreme Bright Buddha—actually, I'm fated to join you, too. Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, why don't you invite me into the Western Teachings?"
Nezha looked every bit the mischievous child. Six-Eared Macaque and Wu Zhiqi wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. How had they ended up with a shameless fellow like Nezha?
Pissing in front of everyone—was he not afraid someone would beat him to death?
Above the clouds, Bai Ze remained neither pleased nor angered.