Lin Tian could not be bothered to prove it to him. If he refused to believe it, all the better.
The thirty-six days of ritual worship could pass without incident.
Otherwise, he might lash out before death and stake everything on one last fight.
That might cause unexpected trouble, which Lin Tian did not want to see.
His focus during this period was on building Jiejiao's prestige and recruiting disciples far and wide.
Zhen Yuanzi laughed heartily. "Then there'll be a huge surprise twenty-six days from now. When we force him and Maitreya Buddha out, things will really get interesting."
Lin Tian nodded. "Thirty-six days from now, I'll undergo my tribulation, force Tathagata out, and kill him."
"A tribulation? What tribulation?"
Zhen Yuanzi froze for a moment.
"The Ninth-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation, of course."
"What!"
Zhen Yuanzi was instantly stunned, staring at Lin Tian in disbelief.
"Cult Leader, are you only in the Great Unity Golden Immortal Realm right now?"
"Yes. What else did you think?"
"Holy crap!"
In the Primordial World, the years went uncounted.
To its cultivators, a hundred or a thousand years passed in the flick of a finger.
But with Lin Tian's daily livestreams, each day of these past two weeks had felt like a year to the Primordial World Creatures.
It was simply too exciting!
They had never witnessed anything so entertaining.
Every day was filled with anticipation and surprises.
Lin Tian's prestige in the Primordial Land rose like a boat on a rising tide, unrivaled for a time.
"Cult Leader, I want to have your babies!"
"Today, I hereby declare that our sect's founding patriarch is the Vine Dao Venerable!"
"Pah! The Spirit Vine Cult Leader is clearly our founding patriarch!"
At last, as the thirty-sixth day drew near, the atmosphere in the Primordial World