The Buddha nodded. "That is the World-Purifying Buddha Light. It is not in Buddhist scriptures, not in temples, and not in any 'treasure.' It exists within every person who lives with kindness in their heart. That old woman had never asked for anything in her life. She simply kept giving—to her son, to the children in the village, to everyone who needed help. Her heart was as pure as snow, so when she died, light naturally shone from her body."
Su Han remained silent for a long while. He thought of why he had come to the Buddhist Realm—to obtain a magic treasure and bring it back to the Human Realm to fight the evil creatures. He had thought the World-Purifying Buddha Light was a talisman, a relic, or a magical artifact that could be packed into a box and carried away. But now he understood. That light was hidden within people's hearts.
"Buddha," Su Han said at last, his voice hoarse, "then how am I supposed to bring the World-Purifying Buddha Light back? I can't exactly bring everyone in the Human Realm to the Buddhist Realm, can I?"
The Buddha smiled faintly. "You do not need to bring it back. You only need to become that light yourself."
Su Han froze.
"You have already passed the three trials," the Buddha said. "Your kindness is genuine, your wisdom is genuine, and your perseverance is genuine. But there is still one thing missing from you."
"Please enlighten me, Buddha."
The Buddha struck the wooden fish. Dong. The sound was louder than any before it, making all the eternal lamps in the hall tremble.
"You must let go of something before you can take up the World-Purifying Buddha Light."
"Let go of what?"
"Let go of your obsession with 'obtaining.'" The Buddha