For the Sake of All Living Beings, I Shall Write Morality Anew

A small world for the Double Ninth Festival.

Above heaven and earth, a massive stone tablet lay imposingly, inscribed with the words: "[No entry is permitted without the decree of immortals or deities]".

Thus, all beings at the divine level were kept outside.

But it only stopped the gods.

One after another, the Celestial Person and the Innate Great Realm entered this small world—but none of them went to Chongyang City; they were all converging on Chang'an Town.

The day when the Great Opportunity revealed by the heavens will arise is not far off.

February 9th, just two months apart, that's all.

At this moment, the Chang'an Town has been emptied of its inhabitants, who are almost all outsiders, including Celestial Person and Innate Realm beings. Only three mansions remain inhabited.

Even the three residences of Wei, Yuan, and Wu were beyond the comprehension of the Celestial Person, and no one dared to venture into them.

Quite a few Innate Great Realm were driven away to test the waters, but what was the result?

They went and never returned, disappearing without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, without even causing a ripple.

Therefore, the Celestial Person became even more cautious.

In Chongyang City.

"There are probably more than fifty Celestial Person gathered in that small town!"

Hu Zhongli spoke in a low voice:

"Fortunately, they were all heading towards Chang'an Town, so none of them bothered us."

Is it really okay?

Someone smiled bitterly:

"The number of Celestial Person in the city has exceeded double digits, and they all come from various religions and sects."

He paused for a moment, then took a deep breath:

"Everyone, please don't forget that the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron is suspected to exist in our Chongyang City. It's just that the Celestial Person outside the cult are unaware of it, otherwise..."

Everyone in the meeting room fell silent.

The importance of the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron is no less than that of the so-called Great Opportunity, and may even be far greater.

Chen Daoling said in a deep voice:

"A very delicate balance has been formed at present. The great figures at the Celestial Person and Innate levels who went to Chang'an Town are unaware of the existence of the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron."

"Those members of the cult who knew about the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron' did not intend to speak out, fearing it would attract the attention of those important figures."

After pausing for a moment, Chen Daoling continued:

"And it is precisely because of this that a balance has been achieved. The various Celestial Person from different religions who were hiding in the city have not made any rash moves. They have all been lying in wait, waiting for an opportunity."

Beside,

Hu Zhongli nodded slightly, his brows furrowed.

"The important figures in Chang'an Town are waiting for February 9th, waiting for Great Opportunity to unfold."

"The various religious Celestial Person lurking in the city are also waiting for February 9th, waiting for those important figures to be too busy vying for the so-called Great Opportunity to pay attention to anything else."

The atmosphere in the meeting room grew even heavier.

It's already December, almost halfway through, exactly two months since February 9th.

Two months from now, this delicate balance will be broken.

The Celestial Person of all religions and sects will surely fight each other fiercely, and may even destroy the entire city, all in order to find the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron!

How will they cope then?

In the silence, a high-ranking official from Chongyang City asked:

Where is Lord Zhang?

The group exchanged glances.

Yes, what about Lord Zhang, who is also at the Celestial Person level?

The director of an administrative agency tapped the conference table lightly:

"A little over a month ago, that Lord Zhang said he wanted to establish Gaotian City and convene a meeting of all religions, and then he disappeared."

Fortunately, the various religions didn't take it to heart, otherwise...

Hu Zhongli sighed softly and said in a deep voice:

"Lord Zhang naturally has his own plans, but we must also prepare for the worst."

The cultists will not allow anyone in the city to leave.

After all, anyone might possess Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron.

But how can we fight against the many evil cult Celestial Person when February 9th arrives?

Nobody knows.

Everyone was somewhat desperate, and someone said dejectedly:

"Even if Lord Zhang were here, what good would it do?"

"How could he, alone, be a match for at least ten or twenty heretical Celestial Person?"

Sighs echoed in the conference room, and no one spoke again.

Meanwhile, in the wilderness.

Cui Baihua carried the ancestral tablets shrouded in black cloth on her back, walking alone in the wilderness.

She murmured to herself:

"After that aura related to the Great Lord of the Nine Nether disappeared, it never reappeared, as if the other party was not in this small world."

"Ancestor, ancestor."

Cui Baihua gently stroked the memorial tablet behind her and asked:

"You said I should wait quietly in this special little world, plotting to seize the so-called Great Opportunity on February 9th."

"Should we leave this place and continue searching for clues about the Great Lord of the Nine Nether?"

The memorial tablet remained motionless, as if the spirit within it had once again fallen into slumber.

The girl sighed softly.

The Hangu Pass area is World Plateau.

"It was Old Kong who broke through space, connected by blood, and descended upon the World Plateau."

Countless gazes followed the void rift pierced by Kong Shentong, focusing on that area.

A being of Deity Level was astonished:

"A Buddhist temple, four revered stone statues, and another Buddha statue whose secrets are obscured. What's happening there?"

Another deity holding a high position in the Federation seemed to be deep in thought, recalling the Destiny Event:

"Old Kong's descendant went there, seemingly to investigate a possible Destiny Event —could there really be Destiny Event happening there?"

The powerful deities seated in the capital whispered and conversed among themselves.

But no one attempted to go through that void rift and descend upon it.

Because that was Kong Shentong's exclusive 'Divine Descent channel'.

Most importantly, even if it truly was a Destiny Event, since Kong Shentong had already become involved, they could no longer interfere.

Everyone was watching quietly, wanting to see what would happen there.

Then at that moment.

Site of a Buddhist temple.

The weasel inside the Buddha statue scratched its head and tried to make the statue speak:

"Gods, retreat, or you will regret it!"

Kong Shentong gazed at the large-bellied Buddha statue with great interest:

"The Great Belly Buddha Ancestor of the Spirit Mountain System? Decades ago, you were hunted in Different Dimension, and a wisp of your soul escaped. So you descended here?"

"The Great Belly Buddha Ancestor?"

The Buddha statue rebuked:

"Unheard of before! I am the future Maitreya Buddha Ancestor!"

"The Future Maitreya"

Kong Shentong raised an eyebrow, seeing the Buddha statue return to the pagoda, and heard it utter a sound:

"This is your last chance, deity. Retreat at once and let this matter rest. Otherwise, don't blame me for fighting to the death!"

Kong Shentong became even more interested:

"A fight to the death, but what exactly does 'a fight to the death, but a breakup' mean?"

He glanced at the wooden building in the distance; the creature inside hadn't made a move yet, so he wasn't in a hurry.

As agreed beforehand, he slammed his palm down, suppressing the Arhat and Vajra statues along with the disheveled old man from the Gaotian Association.

"Let me see your desperate, all-or-nothing approach?"

Kong Shentong spoke indifferently.

An angry expression appeared on the Buddha's face; the weasel was truly getting impatient, and was now furious and ruthless.

"I am the future!"

It used the wondrous methods from that mysterious lineage to attempt to break through a special passage leading to the future—and it actually succeeded!

The void collapsed, revealing a realm leading to an unknown, abyss.

The Buddha statue was about to squeeze through when it suddenly stopped—it had glimpsed the future a moment later.

A few more breaths passed after it stopped.

The colossal giant of light and shadow in the sky made its move, uttering only the word "seal," and the void passage was sealed off!

Words become law.

The weasel in the Buddha statue had a livid face.

Meanwhile, outside the stupa...

The prostrate vendors and pedestrians—or rather, the pilgrims—were all becoming restless.

Lian Laosan, holding the Fourth Girl's hand, started to get restless.

They all stood up without realizing it and began to rush towards the stupa.

"Stop." Kong Shentong spoke calmly again.

Then.

All the running 'pilgrims' suddenly froze in place, unable to move.

The few who hadn't offered incense or candles, like the withered old man, huddled on the ground, their eyes filled with terror.

They knew they were both caught up in an incredible conflict, and that gods had descended!

A bitter expression appeared on the withered old man's face. "What bad luck! What bad luck!"

Now things are really messed up. Forget about myself, even the powerful being inside that wooden building would probably fare badly in this situation.

On the other side.

On the Whale-Penguin Ship.

Her memories had been drastically altered, but Meng Xiaoshi, now awake, was excitedly looking up at her great-grandfather Kong, who loomed overhead.

She shouted:

"Uncle Kong, don't forget about that old geezer in the wooden building!"

Kong Zhongshu nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him. He won't get away. Once our ancestor has dealt with this strange Buddhist temple, that old geezer will be easily suppressed."

As they spoke,

The giant of light and shadow in the sky has made its move again. With a single word, it becomes the law of the world. With the word "break," the entire Buddhist temple is shaking violently, and the pagoda is on the verge of collapse!

"Presumptuous!!"

The Buddha statue was enraged, its voice hoarse and strained:

"Heavenly deities, do you truly intend to force this Buddha to submit?!"

The weasel was gritting its teeth and was already considering using its ultimate method—to guide the true 'Maitreya Buddha Ancestor' back!

The ultimate purpose of that mysterious inheritance is for the recipient, himself, to guide the true 'Maitreya Buddha Ancestor' back.

But the weasel took a shortcut and never actually accomplished its 'ultimate goal'.

It's possible right now.

An outrageously powerful god has descended!

The giant of light and shadow spoke calmly, his voice echoing in all directions:

"Come, let me see your tricks, let me see what other Evil Method you have."

As they spoke, the might of heaven, like a prison, crashed down with a deafening roar!

The pagoda began to crack, and even the Merciful Buddha Statue inside started to crack. The weasel hiding inside the Buddha statue was coughing up blood and could die at any moment!

Even if a Great Divine Ability User only uses their spiritual will to descend, it is incredibly powerful!

"Yes! It's you!" the Buddha statue roared, "It's you who's forcing me!"

The weasel was resolute, truly determined to fight to the death!

It walked to the donation box and gently stroked it—the donation box revealed its true form: a cloth bag.

The Buddha statue opened the cloth bag and poured in all the countless incense sticks collected over the years!

"Come! The true Buddha Ancestor is about to descend!"

The Buddha statue shouted towards the giant of light and shadow in the sky, its voice booming like a bell. Kong Shentong frowned, a sudden thought forming in his mind, a warning from his intuition.

Without hesitation, they got serious.

"Cut."

"Prick."

"Nail."

"Kill."

As the four words were uttered, the law followed immediately, shaking heaven and earth, and manifesting four powerful killing techniques that crashed down!

It was as if the heavenly blade slashed down, the immortal sword pierced down, and the divine spear nailed down; it was as if all the mountains and every blade of grass and tree within a ten-thousand-mile radius unleashed their murderous intent!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

But then something strange happened.

A faint mist flowed from the open cloth bag, regardless of whether it was a Heavenly Blade, a Celestial Sword, or a Divine Spear.

Or perhaps the murderous intent emanating from the mountains, rivers, plants, and trees all stopped before the fog!

"He has returned."

The Buddha statue, or rather the weasel, spoke in a low voice:

"It shouldn't have come to this, but you're forcing me—now, He is about to return, from the future, from the past."

"He is the Future Buddha, the supreme being seated on Mount Sumeru, is—"

"Yellow! Eyebrows!"

Divine light emanated from the bag, and two large, radiant golden characters appeared on its surface: [Race]!

At the same instant.

Inside the bag, the true spirit hidden within this [Human Seed Bag] seemed to be awakened, and along with the mist, it slowly, gradually took over the weasel's body.

Then!

On the face of the large-bellied Buddha statue, the eyebrows gradually turned a light yellow.

Kong Shentong changed, sensing that some indescribable, terrifying entity was awakening from within the Buddha statue!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

He used a wondrous method, and the half-step Analects in his hand stirred up a series of dazzling galaxies that poured down!

But all those deadly techniques were immediately swallowed up by the darkness after they entered the pagoda.

Kong Shentong was taken aback. He used the Path of Karma and effect to investigate the matter and immediately widened his eyes.

"Such a method truly exists in the world?!"

He murmured:

"All the deadly techniques that should have been aimed at the Buddha statue at this very moment have been redirected to the [future]??"

"The great art of slaughter will still fall, will still fall upon the Buddha statue, but this time it will be in the future?"

Kong Shentong was shocked, realizing that what was happening here was beyond his control.

A terrifying will capable of controlling a portion of the future is awakening, is resurfacing!

He turned to leave without hesitation—as for the deal with that old geezer?

We'll discuss that later!

However.

"End."

The will of a powerful being from a past era, gradually awakening within the Buddha statue, manipulates the statue and utters a single word.

Under the gaze of countless deities watching and observing this place,

The giant of light and shadow was indeed frozen in place.

I am completely unable to move.

The gods were in uproar.

"I'm finally coming back!"

A vast, ancient sound resounded from within the Buddha statue.

"You'll be the appetizer. Don't leave."

The loud sound was intermittent, yet gradually becoming clearer, indicating that the terrifying will within the Buddha statue was rapidly recovering!

A shadow seemed to have fallen over the world.

"I'm the first one to return?"

The terrifying will within the Buddha statue murmured, its sound shaking the heavens and earth for tens of thousands of miles.

Some deities peering into this place through the void rifts sensed something amiss and tried to avert their gaze.

But to their horror, they discovered that, accompanying the terrifying will that had preceded them, was the word 'stop'.

Their gazes were also frozen, unable to look away!

That resurgent will,

It seems they intend to present them as a 'snack' upon their return.

The sky and earth grew increasingly gloomy, increasingly gloomy.

The pale yellow mist above the Buddha statue grew thicker and thicker, indicating that the true spirit within the Human Seed Bag was about to fully awaken.

It will soon completely descend into the Buddha statue and occupy the weasel's body!

The river of time flows subtly within.

At this moment, the world was completely silent.

And at this very moment.

A veiled girl, clutching a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, ran across the Pure Qi to the front of a wooden building.

'Squeak~'

A wooden door was pushed open.

Out of the corner of their eyes, some deities saw a wooden building in the distance from the Buddhist temple, where a veiled girl was panting heavily, holding a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

There was also a disheveled old man riding a red ox, who came out of the wooden building.

"Hmm, I can't see through it at all."

A vast, celestial sound emanating from the terrifying will within the Buddha statue resounded throughout the world. The attention of that terrifying will turned to it, and it spoke indifferently:

"Who are you?"

He can now utter a complete sentence, meaning he is only a hair's breadth away from a full return!

The disheveled old man did not answer.

He simply took the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from the masked girl's hand, and calmly spoke:

"Today I depart westward from Hangu Pass, just as in previous years."

The terrifying intent emanating from the Buddha statue is somewhat perplexing; should we venture west beyond Hangu Pass?

He heard the scruffy old man continue:

"Then."

Things are not what they used to be.

"Then, for the sake of all living beings, I will leave behind this volume of [morality]."

A terrifying will that is resurrecting:???