Saints Gather! The Two Saints of the West Are Terrified

The shout from Jade Void Palace still echoed high above the nine heavens.

In the next instant, a figure stepped out from the void.

Golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, glowing with every step he took.

Above his head, within the Auspicious Clouds, thousands of Yingluo hung down, and Auspicious Qi manifested of its own accord.

The Whisk in his hand appeared plain and unremarkable, yet the Jade Pure Immortal Light coiled around it split into billions of sharp edges, slicing through the chaos.

The second of the Three Pure Ones, the true form of Yuanshi Tianzun, had descended!

His gaze swept past his furious Elder Brother and landed on the baby bottle.

The saintly body of Yuanshi Tianzun trembled ever so slightly.

Tongtian!

What a Tongtian!

He had believed he had calculated every secret of heaven, suppressing Tongtian in Purple Cloud Palace, reducing the ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect to ashes, settling the karma, and ensuring they would never rise again.

Who could have imagined!

Who would have dared to imagine!

He looked toward the direction of Purple Cloud Palace, his voice resounding throughout the entire Primordial World.

"Junior Brother, you have hidden yourself truly deep!"

Before his voice had even faded, his gaze snapped back to Xiruan, the killing intent in his eyes turning into something tangible.

"This child must not be left alive!"

He flicked the Whisk in his hand forward, and the Apricot Yellow Banner descended to shroud Xiruan!

Xiruan had been about to use the baby bottle to smash the Taiji Diagram, but upon seeing the large banner fluttering in the wind, her big eyes instantly widened.

"Eh? Second Uncle is here too?"

"Your tattered flag looks more fun than Big Uncle's cushion!"

Mount Sumeru in the West.

"Senior Brother!" Zunti's voice was laced with a hint of wild joy. "A heaven-sent opportunity! The East is in internal strife, the Heavenly Court's fortune is collapsing; this is the very omen of destiny for the great rise of our West!"

Jieyin did not speak, but for once, a glimmer of light ignited in his eyes.

A compassionate Buddha's Name drifted from Mount Sumeru in the West, ringing out across the chaos.

"Amitabha."

"Daoist Brothers, please, calm your anger. Calm your anger."

As the voice faded, two golden Buddha shadows arrived at the Heavenly Court.

One held a Jieyin Treasure Banner, his face etched with suffering, grieving for all living beings.

The other held a Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, his appearance solemn, layers of Buddha Light radiating from behind his head.

The Two Saints of the West had descended!

Their appearance caused all the Great Beings watching from the shadows to feel as though their Divine Sense was about to be shattered by the terrifying aura of the confrontation between the Saints.

The Three Pure Ones were infighting, and the West was interfering.

How was this even more thrilling than the Investiture of the Gods Calamity back then?!

Yuanshi Tianzun and Saint Taiqing frowned simultaneously, casting cold gazes toward the pair.

Before they could speak, a milky, childish voice rang out.

Xiruan stared intently at the Two Saints of the West with her Big Eyes, drooling with excitement.

She pointed her chubby Little Hand at them.

"Wow! Made of gold!"

"Are you guys here to collect debts from my Daddy too?!"

Above the Heavenly Court, the various Saints were stunned, and the terrifying standoff instantly dissolved.

Saint Taiqing and Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the Two Saints of the West in unison, their expressions exceptionally complex, carrying a hint of... schadenfreude.

Jieyin Daoren and Zunti Daoren were completely bewildered.

What did we come here for?

Why is this baby pointing at them and saying they are... here to collect debts? And why is she looking at them like they're fat sheep?

Xiruan didn't care what the Saints were thinking; she began to calculate on her Little Hand.

"One gold person, two gold people..."

"If I melt you two down, I should be able to sell you for a lot, lot of money, right?"

"That way, my Daddy won't have to be locked in the Small Dark Room anymore!"

After saying this, she nodded vigorously, very satisfied with her brilliant idea.

BOOM!!

It... it melted?!

The expressions on the faces of the Two Saints of the West cracked simultaneously.

Who are we?

Heavenly Dao Saints! Indestructible through ten thousand kalpas, sharing the same lifespan as the Heavens!

This little baby actually wanted to melt the Golden Body of Merit they had painstakingly cultivated and sell it as gold?!

She wasn't just digging up the Ancestral Tomb of the Western Religious Sect; she was going to use the ashes of Saints to build a pigsty!

"Young... Young Benefactor..."

Jieyin forcibly suppressed his nearly shattering Saint's heart, striving to maintain his compassionate demeanor.

"You and I are total strangers; where does this talk of collecting debts come from? There must be some misunderstanding."

Buddha Light bloomed around his body, accompanied by Buddhist Chants, as he attempted to convert this baby on the spot.

However, the golden light couldn't even touch Xiruan's body; instead, it plated her in a magnificent golden rim.

It made her look like a festive New Year Picture Doll.

Xiruan raised her little eyebrows and pointed her milk bottle at the Two Saints of the West.

"You guys are so shiny, you look like you have lots of money!"

"People with money are all bad guys! You're here to bully my Daddy!"

"Let me hit you once, just once!"

She charged at the two of them, brandishing her milk bottle.

The corners of Zunti Daoren's eyes twitched wildly.

Reasoning? His Senior Brother was trying to reason with a baby who wanted to melt him down for money?

What is Senior Brother thinking?!

The Saint's fury burned away the last shred of his sanity.

"Senior Brother! This fiend is beyond reason! This is too much bullying!"

Zunti roared in anger. The Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree in his hand swelled in the wind, brushing out billions of rays of Seven-Colored Divine Light, and struck fiercely toward Xiruan.

He was going to let this ignorant little monster know that a Saint must not be insulted!

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace.

Master Tongtian watched this scene in the Water Mirror, already numb. He slowly closed his eyes and clutched his heart tightly.

It's over.

She had completely offended the two most shameless and vengeful fellows in the Primordial World.

My daughter, your connections... aren't they expanding a bit too widely!

The Chaos Baby Bottle and the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, which could brush away anything, collided with a thunderous roar.

The gazes of Yuanshi and Taiqing were locked onto that very moment.

"Clang—!"

A deafening sound that shook the nine heavens exploded above the Heavenly Court!

Zunti Daoren only felt a tyrannical, savage, and terrifying force surging back wildly through the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree!

His Sixteen-Foot Golden Body shuddered violently, and the chaotic void beneath his feet actually cracked inch by inch!

He looked down in horror.

He saw that the Seven-Colored Divine Light on his Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree—which could brush away anything and break any treasure—had been forcibly dimmed by the impact!

A faint, barely visible crack had even appeared on the body of the tree!

"Pfft—"

Under the violent shock to his mind, Zunti spat out a mouthful of Saint Blood, his face filled with disbelief.

My Treasured Dao Artifact... was actually cracked by a baby bottle... in a single strike?!

How is this possible!

"Junior Brother!"

Jieyin Daoren's expression changed drastically. He instantly unleashed the Jieyin Treasure Banner, firmly shielding Zunti behind it.

"Amitabha! Benefactor, stop at once!"

As the banner was unleashed, billions of Buddha Kingdoms appeared, and the Three Thousand Jie Di chanted as immeasurable light of merit converged into a defense.

Xiruan was bounced back into mid-air. She steadied her small figure, looked at that shimmering golden turtle shell, and pouted.

"You still dare to block me!"

"I'm angry!"

She opened her mouth and took a gentle breath.

Whoosh—!

The Saint felt his scalp tingle.

The golden canopy, formed by the convergence of boundless faith and merit, actually transformed into a golden stream of light and was swallowed whole by Xiruan!

Everyone was stunned.

What was that? That was merit! That was the Power of Faith! That was the lifeline of the Western Religious Sect!

This substance was ethereal and intangible; it could only be guided and transformed through immense magical power.

And now...

It had actually...

Been sucked away?!

"Hiccup~"

Xiruan let out a satisfied burp. She smacked her little lips and gave an earnest evaluation.

"Sweet. Like a roasted sweet potato."

Far away, hundreds of millions of miles away at Mount Sumeru in the West, the water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool vanished by half in an instant!

Countless golden lotuses withered and died on the spot!

Jieyin Daoren and Zunti Daoren felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They clearly sensed that a massive chunk of the Western Religious Sect's destiny had been forcibly severed!

This was ten thousand times more painful than being killed!

"Demon... a monster!"

Zunti Daoren pointed at Xiruan, his voice trembling. There was not a shred of a Saint's composure left in him.

He finally understood.

Tongtian! This was all Tongtian's conspiracy!

Tongtian was a madman; he had refined a monster specifically designed to counter all Saints!

Boundless fear instantly shrouded the hearts of the two Saints.

Xiruan's big eyes sparkled as she locked onto them once again.

"It's your turn!"

This time, the target was aimed directly at the Big Bald Head of Jieyin Daoren!

Jieyin Daoren's pupils dilated.

In his field of vision, that baby bottle flickering with Chaotic Ghostly Light was rapidly enlarging.

For the first time in Myriad Ages, a look of... fear appeared on his sorrowful face!