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Driven by self-interest, Zhang Xuezhou lured many people into corruption by using direct personal gain as a pretext.

However, Zhang Xuezhou's first attempt also failed to move Wu Chao.

Clearly, Wu Chao wasn't particularly interested in the Heart Sutra and avoided gatherings of Buddhist followers.

"If you don't like them, just remove a few," Zhang Xuezhou advised with a smile. "Tell me their names, and I'll have them provide the labor, not the personnel!"

"Can you drive them all away?" Wu Chao asked doubtfully.

"It should be fine," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Then why would I go there if you've already chased me away? Do you expect me to listen to your laymen's nonsense?"

Wu Chao replied.

He didn't want to see those condescending Buddhist disciples, but if they didn't get involved, there was no point in him going over.

Having understood Wu Chao's meaning, this situation of wanting both things at the same time stumped Zhang Xuezhou.

"How dare you speak to the Holy Son like that?" Puxian said displeased.

Although Puxian rebuked Wu Chao, he also winked at Wu Chao, signaling him not to be so arrogant, after all, the person in front of him could be considered a god of wealth.

"I remember that the Buddhist disciple of Wu Chao encountered many obstacles in his cultivation. If he could obtain the power of the elixir, it should make things much easier," Puxian reminded him.

"Hmph, pills? No pills will work on me!"

Wu Chao snorted coldly, his body gradually shrinking into a ball, trying to escape into his hut.

"Interesting!"

Zhang Xuezhou stared at Wu Chao, feeling that Wu Chao was likely in the same predicament as himself, having also entered the Divine Ability Realm and finding it difficult to advance further.

Zhang Xuezhou had tried many solutions, and Wu Chao must have tried many as well, in order to arrive at the conclusion that the elixir was useless.

"It seems you've never taken any good elixirs in your life," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Snort!"

Having been subjected to ridicule and sarcasm so often, Wu Chao didn't pay much attention to Zhang Xuezhou's words and simply responded with a cold snort.

Have you ever seen this kind of elixir before?

Zhang Xuezhou reached out and touched it; in his palm was a pill that shimmered with a white light, resembling a precious pearl.

He opened his palm and then flicked out two fingers in quick succession.

"May you have boundless life and boundless blessings, what a sin!"

Zhang Xuezhou's physical combat skills are extremely high. When he exerts force with his fingers, they are as hard as steel. If you are hit by two of his fingers without protection, it is no different from being hit by a hammer.

Puxian straightened his face and clenched his right hand, trying to grit his teeth and not make a sound.

"What pearl... pill?"

Top-grade pills are not uncommon, but they are extremely rare.

It's not surprising that even top-tier cultivators might never have seen a top-grade elixir in their entire lives. Puxian couldn't help but tamper with it, and Wu Chao almost misidentified it as well.

Wu Chao fared poorly in Ling Mountain, but he had a strong backing within the Xiong State's royal family.

The resources available to the royal family are not lacking in Wu Chao, but Wu Chao has never seen such a pill in his life.

He stared intently at the pill in Zhang Xuezhou's hand, his heart pounding in his chest.

He had tried many medicines for cultivation without success; perhaps it was simply that the quality of the elixirs was insufficient.

"I've never seen or tasted this pill before. What conditions do I need to meet to get it?"

Wu Chao gritted his teeth and asked, his body, which had been hidden in the shadows, slowly emerging again.

"This pill is just to serve as proof," Zhang Xuezhou said. "It's always a good thing to have another friend like me!"

Zhang Xuezhou gestured, and Wu Chao's expression changed repeatedly before he finally walked out of the thatched hut.

"You know I came here specifically for your pills, yet you still consider me a friend?" Wu Chao asked seriously.

"You know I came here specifically for your Heart Sutra," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile. "How can we become friends without any mutual benefit?"

Your words remind me of an old friend of mine!

Wu Chao pursed his lips, then reached around to his waist and took out the six scrolls of palm-leaf scriptures from his pouch.

"Let's go, I'll go see the Heart Sutra that you five Buddhist disciples have gathered together!"

Wu Chao took his scriptures and then gestured for Zhang Xuezhou and the others to lead the way.

Puxian opened his mouth, feeling that Wu Chao had suffered a loss due to his arrogance.

If Wu Chao were to cooperate and say a few words, it might not just be about looking at the pills, but rather about receiving corresponding rewards.

However, Zhang Xuezhou's discovery of the top-grade pill also spurred Puxian on. He felt that the Western Sect was really too poor, even though he had only just gained such insight into this matter today.

"We are gathered there in Avalokiteshvara, and at this very moment, Brahma and Vishnu have already assembled..."

Zhang Xuezhou remained silent, while Puxian briefly explained the current situation.

The willingness of Buddhists to exchange their knowledge does not violate the precepts of the Western Sect. However, compared to the precepts, it is more difficult to get Buddhists to calmly gather together and exchange ideas.

If it weren't for the fact that it was during the centennial celebration, every Buddhist disciple would have the opportunity to be selected to participate in the event, and these disciples might not necessarily be at Vulture Peak.

It is a rare sight for so many Buddhist disciples to gather at Vulture Peak, and the scriptures they have all studied are the first of their kind that Samantabhadra has ever seen in his lifetime.

Puxian led Zhang Xuezhou and the others back to the thatched hut, where they saw Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva and Tathagata walking towards them from afar, indicating that the invitation had gone very smoothly.

Compared to other Buddhist disciples, the Tathagata is indeed more magnanimous and does not hide his knowledge, but whether one can learn the Tathagata's abilities is another matter entirely.

"Zhang Shengzi of Kunlun!"

"You're finally awake!"

The Buddha clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect, to which Zhang Xuezhou responded with a joking remark.

The Buddha's face, which was not covered by a mask, had a slightly rosy complexion. There were quite a few like him who went with a purpose, but very few who could get what they wanted and leave unscathed.

"These are just some things I need for my cultivation; I hope you'll forgive my poor attempt, Holy Son!"

After blushing, the Buddha smiled calmly and then politely invited everyone to enter the thatched hut of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva.

"Vishnu hasn't sent over the Heart Sutra from the Buddha Son Shigong yet!"

Inside the thatched hut, Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was in charge of guarding the house, stood up to respond, which drew everyone's attention.

"Buddha Son Shigong is ill, so it may take some time before he can be persuaded by Vishnu," said Manjushri.

"No rush, no rush. First, bring the Holy Son to read these twelve volumes of the Heart Sutra. Then we can add the six volumes of the Buddha Son Shigong later," said Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, smoothing things over.

"That's right!"

Puxian nodded.

Having witnessed Zhang Xuezhou's top-grade pills, he was clearly unable to resist, and didn't even have much interest in reading the Heart Sutra. His mind was full of thoughts about what kind of pill Zhang Xuezhou would give them as a reward.

"Please!"

"... Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; therefore, form is without form, yet without form there is form..."

"All is without form, even to the point of being without consciousness, without ignorance, and without the end of ignorance..."

The scriptures explained again involve the Heart Sutra of Wu Chao, and also the Heart Sutra of the Tathagata.

When the four scriptures were gathered in their hands, everyone's expressions varied, as they felt that each Buddhist disciple had their own unique practice and understanding of the scriptures.

Even the Buddha, who was always unique and unconventional, couldn't help but show a slight change in expression.

He cultivated the Great Dao for three thousand years, yet all he gained was a single branch.

Even if this branch is extremely suitable for the Tathagata, no one can help but think of the Heart Sutra, the fundamental text.