Two Saints Become on Mount Sumeru, Seventy-Seven Great Vows Anger the Ancestor Witch

Returning to Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti, guided by the Dao Ancestor, simultaneously swore to the heavens, saying, "Today, Jieyin and Zhunti sense the suffering of the beings in the West. We vow to establish a sect, the Western Sect, with compassion as its doctrine. The Twelve-grade Golden Merit Lotus shall suppress its destiny. The Western Sect is established."

"Rumble..." The Heavenly Dao accepted their oath and bestowed Merit. All beings in the Great Desolation prepared themselves, but there was no Primordial Violet Qi or Saintly Might.

In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuanzi laughed heartily, "Disciple, look at Jieyin and Zhunti! They actually failed in establishing a sect and becoming Saints? How hilarious."

In the Sea of Blood, Minghe also laughed uncontrollably. He said to the Four Great Heavenly Demon Kings of the Asura Religion, "Giving the Primordial Violet Qi to these two wastes was truly a waste. If it were given to this old ancestor, I would have surely become a Saint. These two only became half-baked; they might not even be able to defeat this old ancestor in a one-on-one fight now."

Seeing this, Jieyin and Zhunti helplessly began to make grand vows, saying, "When I become a Buddha..."

They made forty-nine grand vows in total before accumulating enough Merit to become Saints. (Originally forty-eight grand vows, but Zhunti was beaten too much, and his cultivation couldn't keep up, so one more was added.)

Finally, after a massive borrowing spree, they finally obtained enough Merit to prove the Dao and become Saints. When the Saintly Might swept across the Great Desolation, it was not as effective as other Saints. Even a Quasi-Saint's cultivation would have been enough to suppress them.

Inside Pangu Hall, the Ancestor Witches were holding a meeting. Dijiang roared in anger, "Good Jieyin and Zhunti! How dare they trick us into letting Zhunti go, and even say they would have Merit after becoming Saints? They are still in debt of Merit, and it seems they can't repay it. What should we do?"

Zhu Jiuyin's face turned ashen. "We absolutely cannot let their Western Sect prosper. We must come up with a plan."

Gou Mang said, "What is there to consider? Why don't we just attack the West directly? I believe there must be a difference in strength between Saints. Everyone is used to beating up Zhunti; I'm not afraid of him becoming a Saint."

Houtu said, "Second Brother, don't be anxious. We can call Bo Huang to join us in this matter. After all, he is a witness."

Xuanming said, "Sister is just being cautious. If you ask me, why hold a meeting just to beat up Jieyin and Zhunti? Are we the type to use our brains? Let's fight first, and if we can't win, then we'll talk."

Ru Shou, however, felt they should first find Bo Huang and ask for his advice...

After a long meeting, Dijiang said, "Everyone be quiet, prepare yourselves, and let's attack Mount Sumeru."

Just as they were about to depart, Bo Huang requested an audience outside Pangu Hall. Before Dijiang could agree, Bo Huang entered on his own, saying, "We're all acquaintances, so I won't be polite."

Dijiang asked, "Why are you here? We were just about to go to Mount Sumeru to cause trouble for those two shameless fellows."

Bo Huang replied, "I'm here to help. This time, we will prioritize talking over fighting. They are both Saints; even if you kill them, they can revive. Beating them up will only vent our anger and have little other meaning. Leave the rest to me."

With that, Bo Huang jumped directly onto Zhu Rong's shoulder and rode on him. "I'm short and have short legs. This way, the negotiation will have more presence."

Zhu Rong's expression changed, and he was about to grab him. Then, Bo Huang whispered something into his ear, and Zhu Rong became obedient. Do you wonder what Bo Huang said? He helped Zhu Rong fill in several missing words in his cultivation technique.

Don't ask me why the Ancestor Witches, with their high cultivation, didn't dare to practice a technique with missing words. With such things, a slight error can lead to a huge deviation. If a technique is missing even one word, the Ancestor Witches would suffer greatly.

Therefore, Zhu Rong readily agreed to let Bo Huang ride on his shoulder for a while.