All Matters of the Journey to the West, with Me at the Helm

The gods have departed.

The gods, perched atop the World Plateau's plateau, overlooking the Other Shore World, departed without a sound.

Because there is really no need for them to stay.

More than a hundred deities appeared simultaneously, causing a huge uproar. What was the result?

They will either be crushed to death with a flick of their wrist, or they will be enlightened by a single word.

There's no point in staying.

"The Federation is entering its final countdown." As he left, Kong Shentong glanced back at the changed world and sighed softly.

The gods standing beside Him fell silent, even the white-haired old man who was the Grand Director of the War Department was speechless.

He gazed intently at the Other Shore World, as if something was blocking his throat.

Today's events have laid bare the weakness of the central government, and the provinces, already restless, are now even more unable to contain themselves.

It is foreseeable that in the near future, numerous powerful forces will rise up, and various factions will establish their own territories.

For a long time.

The white-haired old man sighed softly and spoke in a low voice:

"After I return, I will raise the issue with the Speaker and fully open up the Destiny Event."

Kong Shentong's expression changed drastically:

"Are you crazy?"

The white-haired old man calmly shook his head.

"As you said, the Age of Great Strife has arrived, and the return of everything from the old world is inevitable. Therefore, we might as well take the initiative to fight for it."

"It is better to serve the people of the old world than for the Federation to fall apart."

He spoke slowly, with an air of unquestionable authority, his gaze deep and unfathomable:

" In the Other Shore World, the World-Honored One, World-Honored Tathagata, the Buddha Ancestor Fusheng."

"I refuse to believe that He had no enemies or adversaries in the old world."

Kong Shentong remained silent, sighed softly, and continued on his journey back to the capital. The All Gods accompanied him, and a certain Old Niu followed furtively, trying to minimize its presence.

The Old Niu never forgot to relay everything it had seen and heard back to its mate.

"There's going to be a big show." True Lord Scarlet Ox rubbed his nose, his bull eyes blinking repeatedly.

While He was muttering.

The unrest in various places did not stop; on the contrary, it intensified. After a brief discussion, the ten Great Divine Ability User of the Myriad Gods Cult reached a unified decision.

A Great Divine Ability User said:

"Now that we have chosen this World-Honored Tathagata, the Buddha Ancestor Fusheng, there is probably only one path left to follow to the bitter end."

"We fully support the Other Shore World. Now that the Federation has suffered a major defeat and is retreating, we have mobilized three thousand members of our sect to present gifts to the Other Shore World!"

"Tell the World Honored One that I, of Myriad Gods Cult, wish to take refuge in the Pantheon!"

Sun Shiyi, trapped under the Five Finger Mountain, was startled. He hadn't expected these old guys to be so decisive.

However, it suited his taste perfectly.

In these times of great competition, wavering is detrimental and not beneficial; once you've placed your bet, you must stick with it to the end!

The most important thing is

It's always been said to be one of the four major religions, but as the Pope, He knows better than anyone that the Myriad Gods Cult is simply no match for the other three.

Furthermore, given a choice, who would choose to be Myriad Gods Cult?

Destined to never attain a Heavenly Rank, the Great Divine Ability User has reached his limit, unable to even become a True Saint-level expert!

In other words, in the human realm, one can rely on a massive number of followers and a relatively larger number of revered and powerful figures.

Only then can it barely be ranked alongside the other three major religions.

Pantheon was originally formed by the merger of several small sects—now that it has the opportunity to be 'officially recognized,' who wouldn't want to give it a try?

Moreover, he is the true Buddha Ancestor, not merely someone who holds a heavenly position!

"I will make the arrangements," Sun Shiyi said in a deep voice. "Unfortunately, I am imprisoned by this deep abyss and cannot personally go to the Other Shore World Honored One."

After a pause, He turned and asked, "

"When we hunted down the Spirit Mountain System back then, I'm sure you all seized some of its Spirit Mountain System Supreme Treasure, right? This time, when we go to present them as gifts, it would be rather unreasonable not to bring out one or two of them."

Within the illusory scene, in Different Dimension, the ten Great Divine Ability User briefly discussed the matter before immediately making a decision.

Then, the void rippled, and a Supreme Treasure slowly appeared on the altar.

"Go, go," the Great Divine Ability User murmured in a low voice.

Similar scenes unfolded across the country, with most provinces deciding to offer gifts and offer congratulations!

It's clear to everyone that this battle has severely damaged the Federation's strength, and the capital's prestige has further declined.

An era of great rebellion is about to begin.

And this Other Shore World on the World Plateau is destined to be the most dazzling 'lighthouse'.

It is even foreseeable that in the near future, this Other Shore World will expand and develop rapidly.

Dominating the entire World Plateau is not impossible!

At that time, the World-Honored Tathagata sit enthroned on the World Plateau, encompassing Forty-Nine Provinces, and will be in control of all things.

Is the capital city the 'center,' or is the Other Shore World the 'center'?

"On a diplomatic mission! On a diplomatic mission!"

Similar orders and Imperial Decree were issued from place to place, and delegations set off from province to province, slowly heading towards the Other Shore World.

The World Plateau has become bustling again.

The Other Shore World.

The Ghost Gate Pass were shrouded in mist as a middle-aged man carrying Earth Scroll walked in step by step.

He ascended to the heavens and sat down slowly, facing the figure beneath the Bodhi Tree, a peaceful smile appearing on his face:

"When we first met, I never imagined that you would have reached this point in just six months."

"To stir up such a storm in the Mortal World."

Zhang Fusheng raised his eyelids and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

His eyes were extremely deep, within which two Great Sun Golden Lamp flickered, accompanied by dense causal star lines and churning chaotic energy.

Zhang Fusheng was also expressing his feelings:

"Yes, half a year ago, let alone you, even one of your servants would have been unattainable for me."

He reminisced about the past, marveling at it:

"Back then, a Martial Arts Master was the strongest person I had ever seen in my life. How could I have imagined that today would come?"

The Ancestor of Land Immortals listened quietly, and spoke quietly:

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me about the old world?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled and did not challenge this Ancestor of Land Immortals to a fight—both understood that neither could defeat the other.

The present [World-Honored Tathagata] cannot be suppressed by an incarnation at the Dao Venerate level.

The Earth Ancestor incarnate who possesses the Earth Scroll is not someone Zhang Fusheng can defeat.

He then began to speak in detail:

"The old world, that was a truly Golden Great Era, a time as radiant as the sun. Celestial Venerables and Buddhas were everywhere, and even the Daluo Immortals, though standing at the pinnacle of the heavens, were not uncommon."

"The Supreme Beings above the Daluo realm sit in various places, and these few individuals already represent the Heaven's Will."

"In the old world, gods and immortals each had their own duties, some protecting a region, others blessing the mountains and rivers. All things also had their own laws. The human world was not particularly prosperous, but the human ruler could restrain the All Gods, like the Heavenly Stele."

The Ancestor of Land Immortals listened and asked:

"What kind of person was the master of Five Villages Temple in the old world?"

Zhang Fusheng remained calm and nodded, saying:

"The master of Five Villages Temple is of a very high seniority, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Lord and chatting with the Dao Ancestor. He is known Ancestor of Earthly Immortals —not some kind of Ancestor of Land Immortals."

"The Ancestor of Earthly Immortals?" The middle-aged man pondered, silently savoring these four words, before bowing respectfully.

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, fellow Daoist."

"No need."

Zhang Fusheng stared at the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Then what brings you here, fellow Daoist?"

The Earth Ancestor remained silent for a moment:

"I am about to bring something closely related to you, fellow Daoist, or Mount Ling back to Different Dimension, back to the real Five Villages Temple —it is called the Central Posadha World."

Zhang Fusheng remained outwardly calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

The Earth Ancestor continued:

"At that time, I might try to disintegrate this Central Posadha World, merging it with the vast void, and making it disappear from the world completely."

Zhang Fusheng calmly said:

"Did you come here just to tell me this one thing?"

"No."

The Earth Ancestor spoke slowly:

"But after thinking it over, I suddenly realized that since we met, we don't seem to have really formed a blood feud?"

"Does the enmity and rift between us seem to be something that cannot be resolved?"

Zhang Fusheng's eyes flickered slightly, his expression solemn and dignified.

"All living beings are sinful, but I will forgive each and every one of them three times. If they can turn back during these three forgivenesses, they can still reach the other shore."

A faint smile appeared on the face of the Earth Ancestor:

"So, there's room for negotiation?"

He gazed intently at the World-Honored Tathagata, Buddha Ancestor Fusheng before him, and his voice suddenly deepened:

"If I were to form an alliance with you, my fellow Daoist, and offer you the Central Posadha World —what would I gain?"

Zhang Fusheng's mind raced, pondering whether to fight the Earth Ancestor to the bitter end, or to know when to stop and turn enemies into friends.

From a rational perspective, this matter doesn't seem to require too much consideration.

As the Ancestor of Land Immortals said, there was actually no real blood feud between them.

But here's the problem.

Miss Mingyue.

Zhang Fusheng understood that Miss Mingyue would eventually clash with the Ancestor of Land Immortals, perhaps because of the Imperial Decree of the true Ancestor of Earthly Immortals.

Or perhaps it was because she was so naive that she couldn't tolerate someone else usurping her husband's position.

In short, the two sides were bound to have a fight sooner or later.

But the future is the future, and the present is the present.

I have no intention of Zhenghe the Earth Ancestor—and when has the other party ever truly intended to reconcile with me?

Zhang Fusheng pondered this in his heart, his thoughts racing, but his expression remained unchanged as he calmly said:

"Fellow Daoist, are you aware of the Destiny Event?"

The Earth Ancestor nodded.

"Naturally, these Destiny Event repeat some of the events of the past, and each Destiny Event is accompanied by great benefits—the greater the event, the greater the benefits."

Zhang Fusheng spoke compassionately:

"For example, at the Beginning of Investiture of the Gods, right?"

The Earth Ancestor nodded again, showing some interest, wanting to see what this Buddha Ancestor Fusheng had to say.

Zhang Fusheng didn't mince words, but stated the facts directly:

"In contrast to the Beginning of Investiture of the Gods, what is currently happening in my Other Shore World is the [The Beginning of the Journey to the West]."

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, this large-scale Destiny Event, the [Journey to the West], is orchestrated by me—just as it was in the past."

Earth Ancestor's pupils suddenly contracted:

"Really?"

Zhang Fusheng did not answer directly, but simply said:

"In the old world, the story of the journey to the West tells of the four travelers, a master and his disciples, who traveled from east to west, experiencing many tribulations along the way, and finally arrived at Mount Sumeru to seek the true scriptures from the World-Honored Tathagata, the Tathagata."

"This was true in the past, and it is true today."

"In other words."

After a moment's pause, the Buddha, seated beneath the Bodhi Tree, smiled.

"I could also change the course of the journey to the west. For example, I could make Five Villages Temple a necessary stop on this series of events."

The Earth Ancestor's eyes gleamed slightly; He clearly knew what this meant—He too could get a share of the spoils in a massive, Origin Grade event!

The more powerful the deity, the better they understand what Origin Grade events mean.

The various heavenly positions established after the Beginning of Investiture of the Gods were merely byproducts of the Destiny Event!

Almost without thinking,

The Earth Ancestor said in a deep voice:

"My fellow Daoist and I have only recently reconciled, and we cannot yet fully trust each other."

"But if the journey to the West truly becomes connected with my Five Villages Temple —I will offer up the Central Posadha World."

Zhang Fusheng smiled and said lightly:

"That's all?"

The Earth Ancestor's eyelids twitched, and he asked:

"Is there anything else you wish for, fellow Daoist?"

Zhang Fusheng replied:

"In the Five Villages Temple, there is a tree."

Earth Ancestor speaks:

"Since you've personally mentioned it, my precious tree must be quite extraordinary, right?"

"It is indeed extraordinary, but it has long been damaged and lost its wonders, but I may be able to restore it to its former glory."

Zhang Fusheng spoke slowly, his mind clear. The Destiny Event at Five Villages Temple did indeed involve the Ginseng Fruit Tree being brought back to life.

After a brief weighing of the pros and cons, the Earth Ancestor decisively said:

"I'll say it again: if the journey to the West truly did pass through my Five Villages Temple, then both the Saha World and my precious tree are gifts to you, fellow Daoist."

"However, if the precious tree truly rejuvenates and bears fruit, I wish to take one seed."

The World-Honored Tathagata and said:

"That's how it should be."

The two chatted and laughed, seemingly like longtime friends reunited. Zhang Fusheng even peeled the Heaven and Earth Chessboard from the protective array of the Other Shore World.

With this, he played a game of chess with the Earth Ancestor.

The other party seemed not to recognize this chessboard from Five Villages Temple.

The game of chess is over.

"It is time for this humble Daoist to depart as well." The Ancestor of Land Immortals smiled and rose, "This incarnation of mine will linger on the World Plateau, establishing a lineage of Daoist teachings and bestowing titles upon the earth deities."

"If you are interested, you are welcome to visit me at any time; if you need my help with anything, I will certainly do my best."

Zhang Fusheng sighed and laughed:

"Compassion, compassion."

He watched the Earth Ancestor drift away, the smile on his face gradually fading.

For a long time.

Zhang Fusheng's gaze returned to Chang'an Town and the Jiuzong Mountain Range, finally settling on Yin Chang'an, his brows furrowing slightly.

Strange.

The Emperor Tang was still unable to emerge from Maitreya's belly.

This is not good news. As long as the Emperor Tang cannot escape this predicament, he cannot continue his westward journey.

What exactly went wrong?

Is it because it's not February 9th yet?

Now, with only ten days left until February 9th, and similarly, he now has absolute control over the Other Shore World.

The Federation will not cause trouble again in the short term.

We can now wait patiently for February 9th.

"After the World Honored One, who will I be?" Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, his gaze becoming incredibly profound.

The Supreme Beings standing behind the scenes has countless eyes focused on him.

"Now that Ascension to Divinity, I could personally travel into Maitreya's belly and take a look at the Nine Netherworlds—but there's no rush."

"And the gifts bestowed by the beings upstream in the river of time, there's no rush to unveil them."

Zhang Fusheng knew better than anyone that both the Nine Netherworlds and the gifts bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor were likely far-reaching implications.

Perhaps—no, it certainly involves a conflict between the Supreme Beings.

It's not impossible to get involved, but it's best to be cautious.

For example

First, let the Great Spirit be accomplished.

First, at the level of the Venerable Ones, we must stride forward.

"There's a lot to do," Zhang Fusheng sighed softly, a headache creeping in.

At the Beginning of the Journey to the West, in Yin Chang'an, in the Nine Li Xiuyuan, was a gift from the Heavenly Emperor.

One thing after another piled up, as if an invisible hand was urging me forward, forward, and forward again.

He refused.

"Chang Le."

"Venerable One, I am here."

"Transmit my Imperial Decree: the Other Shore World is now wide open. Anyone who wishes to come may do so. If any envoys come from other places, let them settle down first. As for me..."

"When you reflect on the suffering of humanity, it will take eighteen days."

"During these eighteen days, in the Other Shore World, all beings are free from suffering and illness, and are filled with joy, practicing compassion and crossing the Sea of Suffering."

"The light of Bodhi should shine for eighteen days, upon all living beings in the world."

Eighteen days later, it was February 8th.

Lin Changle bowed respectfully and responded. When he raised his head again, the World-Honored Tathagata and the Nine-Zhang Bodhi had both disappeared.

She looked up and saw only the Bodhi Tree and the seated figure in the sky.

"Amitabha."

Lin Changle sighed softly.