Western Schemes

"Why would I give up being the master of the Earth Sect to become your Present Buddha???"

Zhen Yuanzi heard this and immediately snorted in disdain.

"Fellow Daoist, could it be that you still cannot see the situation clearly?"

"In an age of great contention, how could any egg remain unbroken?"

"Right now, although Fellow Daoist has already reached the peak of the Quasi-Sage Realm."

"If you wish to take another step forward, aside from our Western Sect, what Sage would help you?"

Zhunti was not angered by this.

Instead, he proceeded slowly, patiently guiding him along.

After all, they had both been among the Three Thousand Red-Dust Guests of the same era.

The other man's abilities were truly not small.

If he had agreed so easily, Zhunti would instead have doubted him again and again.

"Entering the West and becoming the Present Buddha is not impossible."

After hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi remained silent for a long while before speaking.

"Whatever conditions you have, state them."

Zhunti was brimming with confidence.

"Was Red Cloud's death connected to your schemes!!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked gravely at Zhunti.

"Yes."

"However, this was the scheme of all the Sages. It was not connected solely to our West."

"If you insist on saying that the West was involved, then it was because we stood by and watched him die."

Zhunti did not conceal anything, for this matter would sooner or later be exposed.

Naturally, he had included all the Sages in those words.

The implication could not have been clearer.

As for the matter of yielding the meditation cushion to Red Cloud, he did not mention a single word of it.

"I understand!!"

Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes after hearing this.

"As long as you give the word, I can save you at once."

The moment Zhunti saw Zhen Yuanzi's attitude, he immediately frowned.

Just as Zhunti was about to say something else, a Golden Bridge stretched directly across heaven and earth.

The two Great Golden Crows, their eyes bloodshot with slaughter, were blasted away by the Golden Bridge.

Zhunti also let out a sigh.

Just one step short, and his Western Sect would have gained a Present Tathagata Buddha.

But since the seed had already been planted, he was in no hurry.

After all, Nuwa could be offended, but the Three Pure Ones were absolutely not people he could offend.

"Taiqing Saint!!"

When the two Great Golden Crows saw the Chaos Bell and the River Diagram and Luo Writing suppressed by the Golden Bridge, their teeth itched with fury.

"Must you slaughter my Human Race to extinction?"

Taiqing Saint had not wanted to come out from the bottom of his heart.

But the Demon Court had gone too far.

If they wanted to fight Zhen Yuanzi, then fight Zhen Yuanzi. Yet they had also beaten the Human Sect to death.

Xuandu was still so badly injured that he could not leave his bed, and now even the Human Sect was nearly finished.

Were they striking Xuandu and the Human Sect?

They were striking at Laozi, Taiqing Saint's, face.

"Children fighting—could it be that Taiqing Saint wishes to interfere as well?"

The Human Sect had Taiqing Saint behind it, while the Demon Race had Nuwa behind it.

"Nuwa, you are the mother of the Human Race!!"

Taiqing Saint spoke solemnly.

"Enough nonsense. Zhen Yuanzi killed a prince of my Demon Race."

"Laozi, do you truly intend to become enemies with my Demon Race?"

Blocked by the Golden Bridge and wearing an unconvinced expression, Tai Yi held the Chaos Bell as he stared eagerly at Taiqing Saint.

"Bold beast, how dare you speak to a Sage like that?"

At that moment, Yuanshi stepped forward.

He had always looked down upon the Demon Race.

Now that his elder brother had been provoked, he stepped forward without a second word.

"What did you say??"

Tai Yi and Di Jun took a step forward, their eyes crimson as they glared at Yuanshi.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, I advise you to watch your words!!"

At this moment, Nuwa also stepped in front of Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were her merit-generating money trees. How could she bear to abandon them so easily?

"Nuwa, shut up. This has nothing to do with you."

"You dared touch the Human Race—did you ask the Three Pure Ones first!!"

Yuanshi gave a cold snort, looking at Nuwa with utter disdain.

"It seems Fellow Daoist Yuanshi wishes to trade blows."

Nuwa's entire face rapidly turned cold.

"Come to the Purple Cloud Palace at once."

At that moment.

The voice of Heavenly Dao Hongjun resounded within the hearts of the Sages.

Purple Cloud Palace!!!

"You two bald old monks, you plotted against me!!!"

The moment Nuwa arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace and saw the Western Two Saints, she immediately began tearing into them.

Sages.

That was the image they held in the hearts of all living beings.

Yet among others of their own realm, they were no different from vegetable vendors in the marketplace.

Now that Heavenly Dao Hongjun had intervened, the Western Two Saints naturally had no way to continue concealing the heavenly secrets.

Nuwa, who had realized it only afterward, instantly understood that the Western Two Saints were the masterminds behind this.

Had they not plotted against the ten Little Golden Crows, how could the Demon Court have descended upon the Primordial Wilderness?

"So you cannot afford to lose, is that it??"

Zhunti was not intimidated in the slightest.

Last time, Nuwa had schemed first, causing the four great forces of the Primordial World to fall apart.

This had caused his Western plan to recruit Minghe and Zhen Yuanzi to come to nothing.

Now that the tables had turned, she could not take it.

How could there be such cheap bargains in this world?

Once you stepped into the world, sooner or later, you had to pay your debts.

"The teacher has issued a decree ordering that no further strife arise upon the Primordial Wilderness. What are you two sides trying to do??"

The Immeasurable Tribulation was now growing ever fiercer, once again sweeping across the entire Primordial World.

Seeing this, Yuanshi directly rebuked the three Sages.

"The teacher has indeed issued a decree, but what exactly have you Three Pure Ones been doing?"

"The source of the Immeasurable Tribulation was originally only the Witch-Demon Tribes."

"You were told to draw out the Witch Clan, yet you failed time and time again."

"Now I have to wonder whether you Three Pure Ones made some secret deal with Nuwa."

"Otherwise, with the great trend bearing down upon them, how could those crude Witch Clan brutes who only know how to train their muscles hide away like turtles and refuse to come out?"

Upon hearing Yuanshi's rebuke, Zhunti immediately became displeased.

You dare scold me?

Was it not because you Three Pure Ones had failed at your task?

Since that was the case, then let the West have this merit instead!!!

Thus, this quarrel had been deliberately provoked by Zhunti.

There was another reason as well.

Zhunti was taking revenge on Taiqing Saint.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi had already been driven into a desperate corner and was on the verge of becoming the Present Buddha of his West.

What were you, Taiqing Saint, coming out to stir up trouble for?

"Dignified Sages, yet you quarrel and squabble like street ruffians. What kind of conduct is this!!"

At that moment, the figure of Heavenly Dao Hongjun appeared within the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Greetings, Teacher. We know our error!!"

The Sages knelt in worship.

Under the power of Hongjun's Immortal Dao.

They were inwardly shocked as well!!

Had the power of the Immeasurable Tribulation already reached such a degree?

"The Immeasurable Tribulation of heaven and earth was originally your opportunity to atone for your crimes through meritorious service."

"Look at yourselves—what have you made of it?"

"Three Pure Ones!!"

Hongjun looked at the Three Pure Ones with a faintly angry expression.

"Teacher!!"

Seeing this, the Three Pure Ones hurriedly responded.

"Three thousand years have passed. Why has the Witch Clan remained cowering within Pangu Hall!!"

At the mention of Pangu Hall, even Hongjun felt vexed.

According to the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

The Witch-Demon War should have ended with mutual destruction.

In the end, the Demon Race would retreat to the Northern Uttarakuru Continent and struggle on in lingering existence.

Meanwhile, under Houtu's leadership, the Witch Clan would use Pangu Hall to transform themselves into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

They would complete the operation of the Heavenly Dao and form the configuration of the Three Realms.

Yet now, even the Heavenly Dao saw only a blur when it looked into the future.

"Teacher, why not leave this task to the West?"

Seeing that the Three Pure Ones remained silent, the West seized the gap and pressed forward.

"Are you confident?"

Hongjun looked toward the Western Two Saints.

Back then, his battle with Devil Ancestor Luohou had directly shattered the dragon veins of the West, leaving living beings devastated.

This was a karmic debt he owed to the West.

Among the Three Thousand Red-Dust Guests, the foundations of the Western Two Saints were not actually the best.

But they came from the West.

And the reason he had accepted them as disciples was to repay the debt he owed the West.

Thus, in the original work, the West often came east to pick over the spoils.

Especially after the Battle of the Investiture of the Gods, it could be said that the West was the one that profited.

As the teacher of the Sages, Hongjun had always turned a blind eye to the West.