Flipping the Table (2200+ words)

Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Bathing the Buddha Festival.

It was said that there had once been no Buddha in this world. Later, a king welcomed a Buddha statue, emptied his coffers to cast it a golden body, then fetched spring water from the Heavenly Mountains to bathe and worship it, receiving it into the capital with grand ceremony. That was how this festival came to be.

In the square before the forest of Buddhas.

Numerous monks from various prefectures had gathered, all with kindly faces and lowered brows, palms pressed together as they chanted sutras.

Farther away, the place was crammed with martial artists who had come to witness the ceremony.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple's Bathing the Buddha Festival, choosing a Buddha Son... This is a grand spectacle rarely seen once in decades..."

"Of course. This time, they're choosing a Buddha Son and passing down one of the Six Divine Powers... Now that the Brahman sect is leaderless, the forests of the ten directions and the myriad temples all have their affairs decided jointly by the Four Holy Monks. This Buddha Son will be the future Buddha Lord... the leader of the Brahman gate. How could they not treat it with utmost solemnity?"

"I hear quite a few factions have set their sights on it this time. After all, it concerns the ancient Six Divine Powers... With the demon star appearing in the world and chaos sweeping the realm, everyone is salivating over it..."

The martial artists discussed it heatedly.

Among them were several figures who appeared particularly furtive.

"Have we finally made it... the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple chapter!"

One player had abnormally long arms and legs and features unlike those of ordinary people. At that moment, he seemed to be transmitting his voice secretly to someone. "It