Ouyang had no objection to Buddhism's plans.
He was, in fact, very pleased with their approach.
Why should monks from elsewhere be better at chanting scriptures?
If they wanted to chant scriptures, they had to become local monks first!
And for the crucial matter of Transforming the Hu into Buddhas, Buddhism had pinned its hopes on him to choose the candidate.
Why wouldn't he gladly do something like that?
Speaking of candidates, he really did have someone extremely suitable, someone who fit perfectly.
That fellow dressed in blue, whose personality was so much like his own and whom he didn't particularly like, was just right!
Zhao Qiansun!
Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li-except this fellow was missing the Li, the manners!
He would stop at nothing and was about to accomplish something big.
He was also a Bearer of Great Fortune ordained by heaven and earth!
Someone like that was simply perfect for this sort of thing!
But the brat seemed far too used to being a Rogue Cultivator.
A polished egoist who disliked shouldering responsibility!
He just needed to find a chance to catch him and shave him straight into a bald donkey!
He's received my old man's inheritance as well as Dongxu Zi's, and now Buddhism is waiting for him to take over too. Let's see how the brat gets away this time! Ouyang thought smugly.
That was why Ouyang wanted to go to the Great Spirit Mountain Temple: partly for his second system mission, and partly to help Buddhism carry out this wholesale replacement plan.
Whichever of his rebellious sons he brought along this time would fall short. After all, he was going to kick down the gates of the Great Spirit Mountain Temple, one of the Nine Great Sacred Lands.
Although any one of his rebellious