Gu Changqing looked thoroughly drunk, as though his senses were clouded.
Yet in his heart, he had never forgotten any of the great currents shaping the Primordial World.
A "figure" like Ksitigarbha, in particular, was naturally impossible to overlook.
Though this man was a disciple of the Western Teachings, the Dao he cultivated was rather unusual.
It lay not in the lands of the Western World, but in the Underworld.
And the Dao he cultivated was a vow to deliver all beings of the Six Paths and save them from every suffering.
In other words, he would assume a role akin to a "guide."
He would deliver countless Yin Spirits, wicked souls, and the like into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
His declaration, "Until hell is empty, I vow not to become a Buddha," would be passed down for endless ages.
Even in the Age of Dharma Decline, people would still speak of it with relish.
Without exaggeration, the future Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha would enjoy the utmost reverence and veneration of all living beings.
That was why the thought immediately occurred to Gu Changqing.
Perhaps Ksitigarbha had already awakened to his own Dao.
Yet despite understanding all this, Gu Changqing showed not the slightest trace of admiration.
There was only one reason!
His body was drunk, but his mind was not. He had long since seen through the Western Teachings' intentions.
"Heh, all this talk of delivering living beings and saving them from suffering."
"In truth... hic... isn't it all just to plunder fortune?"
Exactly!
In his muttering, Gu Changqing had laid bare the Western Teachings' objective.
Fortune!
More precisely, the fortune of the Earth Dao.
It was easy to imagine what would happen once Ksitigarbha took up his station in the Underworld and delivered countless Yin Spirits.
He would inevitably