Three Thousand Buddhist Sects Shocked

Purple Haze Sun-Refining Scripture: Flying Heaven Temple's true inheritance art. Draw in purple qi at dawn and rosy clouds at dusk, condense a strand of Five Elements Sun True Qi—brilliant and blazing, capable of burning all things.

Vajra Art: Vajra Monastery's body-tempering divine technique, twelve levels in total. Once cultivated, the physical body rivaled a magical treasure—indestructible as vajra, with boundless divine strength.

Both techniques were incomplete, containing only their first halves.

Still, they were both righteous-path cultivation arts.

Lu Li recognized them at a glance.

Flying Heaven Temple was one of the world's three great Daoist temples. Located in the east, it governed a spiritual domain spanning trillions of miles.

Vajra Monastery, meanwhile, was one of the three thousand Buddhist sects in the west.

In the current age, the righteous path flourished. Suppressed jointly by the Daoist Sect and Buddhist Sect, the Demon Sect could only huddle within the Myriad Demon Mountains, lingering on in miserable survival and not even daring to step outside.

So there was no future in muddling along in the Demon Sect.

Lu Li dearly wanted to escape the Demon Sect and head to the Daoist Sect to cultivate, but the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain stretched tens of thousands of miles. Without Golden Core cultivation, he could forget about flying out.

Better cultivate first.

But which technique should he cultivate first?

Lu Li looked out the window. The sky glittered with stars, the Milky Way shone brilliantly, and three golden moons hung above the river of stars, illuminating heaven and earth.

It was nighttime.

He would have to wait until tomorrow morning to cultivate the Purple Haze Sun-Refining Scripture.

He could only cultivate the Vajra Art.

Thus, Lu Li sat cross-legged on the stone bed, pressed the Vajra Art jade slip to his forehead, silently recited its incantation, assumed the proper posture, and began cultivating.

Very soon, a ding rang out.

A system notification appeared: Congratulations, Host. You have learned the Vajra Art.

Vajra Art: First Level (Progress 1%).

"Your Vajra Art is very satisfied with your steadfast will. Cultivation effectiveness increased by 50%. Progress increased by 1%."

He had barely set down the jade slip when another system notification appeared.

Just as expected!

He was suited to cultivating righteous-path techniques!

Delight flashed across Lu Li's face.

Without hesitation, he picked up the jade slip again and began studying and pondering it.

Who knew how much time passed before another crisp notification rang in his mind:

"Because you diligently comprehended the technique, your Vajra Art is even more satisfied with you. Cultivation effectiveness increased by 80%. Progress increased by 3%."

Lu Li's eyes lit up.

"System!"

At his silent call, the system panel appeared.

Host: Lu Li.

Vajra Art: First Level (Progress 5%).

In less than one night, this technique's progress had already surpassed the White Bone Heart-Destroying Palm, which he had cultivated for three months.

At this rate, wouldn't he finish the first level in twenty days?

Once the first level of the Vajra Art was complete, his bones and physique would become immensely powerful, and his strength would reach ten thousand jin.

That would be enough!

But if he cultivated a righteous-path technique within the Demon Sect, would the Demon Sect members slap him to death with one palm?

Lu Li could not help feeling worried.

Forget it. If he failed to pass Ghost Demon True Person's trial in a month, he would die anyway.

Death either way—he might as well cultivate first!

Lu Li calmed himself and continued comprehending the later portions of the Vajra Art.

Then... he fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, he opened the System Log and took a look.

"Because you favored the new and cast aside the old, the Blood Devouring Demon Art, White Bone Heart-Destroying Palm, and Seven Kill Fist became dissatisfied. Their cultivation levels have all regressed."

"After a night of hard cultivation, your Vajra Art has gained 3% progress."

"Because it did not hear Buddhist scriptures, your Vajra Art is feeling down and has decided to stop cultivating for one day."

No!

Lu Li's smile had just spread when, upon seeing the final record, his face abruptly fell.

These martial arts had way too much personality!

They could actually go on strike?

Lu Li's expression darkened somewhat.

At this rate, he might not even be able to complete the first level of the Vajra Art within a month.

But Buddhist scriptures? He knew some!

Lu Li's expression turned solemn. Sitting on the stone bed, he formed a lotus hand seal and moved his lips, beginning to recite a Buddhist scripture: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the profound Prajna Paramita, perceived that the five aggregates were all empty..."

This was the Heart Sutra.

It was the only Buddhist scripture Lu Li knew.

Back when he developed game programs, whenever he could not find a bug and grew so furious that he felt like exploding, he would silently recite the Heart Sutra to regulate his emotions.

Over time, he had come to know the Prajna Heart Sutra backward and forward.

The instant he finished reciting the sutra—

In the west, within the Buddha Land—

Throughout the three thousand Buddhist sects, statues of Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas enshrined in countless Great Hero Halls suddenly trembled.

Then, all those Buddhist statues erupted with thick beams of golden Buddhist light that shot into the heavens, merging high above the nine skies and gathering into an incomparably colossal phantom of a deity.

It was the Supreme Buddha!

In an instant, Buddhist light stretched ten thousand zhang, blanketing heaven and earth.

Within the three thousand Buddhist sects, a million Buddhist cultivators were alarmed. They soared into the sky in unison, pressed their palms together toward the phantom of the Supreme Buddha, and bowed.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

The most shocked and excited were the Buddhist monks of Great Thunder Sound Temple, leader of the Buddhist Sect.

Within Great Thunder Sound Temple, three Divine Monks had already appeared.

As they watched the Buddha in the sky and the countless Buddha, Bodhisattva, and Arhat statues trembling and ringing throughout the Buddha Land, the pupils of the three Divine Monks quivered. They had already lost their composure.

Soon, the ten thousand Buddhist statues returned to calm.

The Buddhist light faded.

The Supreme Buddha also gradually turned transparent and vanished.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Resonating, the Supreme Buddha appearing—who would have thought this old monk would witness such a phenomenon in his lifetime?"

One of them, the White-Browed Divine Monk, spoke with immense emotion.

"This means our Buddhist Sect will flourish! Either a Reincarnated Buddha Child has been born, or a supreme Buddhist scripture has entered the world!"

Another tall Divine Monk said solemnly.

"The Buddha is in the south!"

The last Divine Monk, ugly-faced and short in stature, gazed into the distance and slowly spoke four words.

The entire Buddha Land fell silent at once.

To the south lay Ten Thousand Demon Mountain!

It was Demon Sect territory!

If the Demon Sect found the Reincarnated Buddha Child first, or discovered that supreme Buddhist scripture, it would be the Buddhist Sect's greatest misfortune!

"The Demon Sect has lurked in Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, resting and gathering strength. It is time to destroy them."

"Amitabha Buddha. The demonic path must be extinguished!"

"Then contact the Daoist Sect and prepare to attack the Demon Sect."

The three Divine Monks exchanged glances and made their decision.

"Also..."

The White-Browed Divine Monk's gaze was profound. "Dispatch Buddhist Sect disciples into Ten Thousand Demon Mountain to secretly seek the Buddha Son and the Buddhist scripture! We absolutely cannot let the Demon Sect or Daoist Sect find them first!"

At that very moment, countless messages spread from the Buddha Land.

Central Plains Daoist Sect.

A peerlessly beautiful woman with a lazy air slowly opened her lovely eyes and yawned.

Her gaze was cold and clear as the moon.

She slightly raised her eyelids and looked westward, her delicate brows knitting together.

Then her gaze shifted south.

"Ten Thousand Demon Mountain..."

Her brows furrowed even tighter.

At the same time.

The Overseas Islands.

The Abyssal Demons.

And the demonic sects of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

The world, peaceful for so long, suddenly surged with undercurrents. Every major force began to stir restlessly.

Yet at this moment, Lu Li—the culprit who had set the winds and clouds of the world churning—was wildly excited inside his own cave abode.

Because the Vajra Art was flooding the screen:

"After hearing a supreme Buddhist scripture, your Vajra Art has received enlightenment, entering a state of sudden realization."

"Progress increased by 2%."

"Progress increased by 3%."

"Progress increased by 2%."

"Progress increased by 4%."

A crisp ding rang out.

"Congratulations, Host. Vajra Art has broken through to the second level."

That was not all.

An even more delightful notification appeared:

"Congratulations, Host. After hearing a supreme Buddhist scripture, your Vajra Art has gained great enlightenment and evolved into the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art."

As the voice fell, an astonishing force surged from his dantian out of thin air, spreading through his limbs and eight extraordinary meridians.

At the same time, his entire body crackled as his sinews and bones exploded with sharp pops.

His body actually swelled as though inflated.

Lu Li's strength began skyrocketing!

Five hundred jin.

One thousand jin.

Three thousand jin.

Eight thousand jin.

Ten thousand jin!

Twelve thousand jin!

Boundless divine strength!