Zhunti suddenly said, "Regardless of whether they band together or not, we cannot let these evil ghosts actually succeed."
"But what should we do?"
Sage Jieyin racked his brains, silently divining the possibilities.
Of the two fellow disciples, his divinations were the most accurate. If he could divine a solution this time, the Buddhist Sect's great rise could surely continue.
Otherwise, calamity might befall us.
Jieyin suddenly slapped his forehead. "I've been so muddleheaded lately, always thinking about how to convert evil ghosts and obtain merit. We've forgotten about the Sea of Blood Asuras."
Zhunti froze for a moment. "You mean having Ancestor Minghe act?"
"What good would that do? Those evil ghosts would still oppose the Buddhist Sect!"
"Even with Ancestor Minghe's strength, dealing with so many ghost sages would probably be difficult."
Jieyin looked at Zhunti. "Junior brother, have you gone foolish? Whenever we convert evil ghosts, we send them into the Netherworld Office to be reincarnated. But why would those evil ghosts willingly give up the memories of their previous lives?"
"Since that's the case, why not let them enter the Buddhist Sect and receive the rank of a Buddha? Wouldn't it be wonderful to put our enemies to our own use?"
Zhunti froze, then suddenly understood. He laughed and said, "As expected of you, senior brother! You actually thought of this."
"How many times have we converted asuras and brought them into the Buddhist Sect and the Buddha Kingdom?"
"Yet now that we're converting evil ghosts, we've forgotten this trick."
In truth, they had not forgotten at all. They had simply been blinded by profit. After all, every evil ghost they converted earned them a portion of merit.
The merit obtained from evil ghosts at the ghost sage level was especially staggering.
How could they not