Before Soul-Severing Ridge

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know how long the favored place he could create with the help of 'Bai' power could be maintained, but for the time being, it at least brought him convenience.

Originally planned to take two days to fly to Broken Soul Ridge, Zhang Xuezhou actually only spent one day.

Of course, if Zhang Xuezhou had discovered early on that he could use his help, it would likely have taken him no more than fifteen minutes to travel from Suiyang to Duanhunling.

"Buddha Son Shigong?"

When Zhang Xuezhou returned to Broken Soul Ridge to gather leaves, he saw Buddha Son Shigong, and Parvati, the female demon holding a child, sitting together on the steps built halfway up the mountain.

"There's definitely a formation here!"

Open the door!

"Holy Son of Kunlun, we've arrived! Come out and see us!"

Buddha Son Shigong sat on the stone steps, wearing extremely loose trousers. Vishnu called out back and forth, while Parvati looked around at the environment of Broken Soul Ridge, trying to find a way to activate the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting!"

Zhang Xuezhou rode the waves upwards, and as he passed by the poisonous saplings, he casually grabbed two leaves and stuffed them into his mouth to chew.

He reached out and greeted the crowd looking at him, which immediately made the Buddha Son Shigong sitting on the stone steps stand up quickly.

"Holy Son, please lead the way so I can be freed from this torment of seduction!"

Without any hesitation, the Buddha Son Shigong took out a finger-length lotus root with traces of blood from his pocket.

Vishnu, who was shouting, picked up the palm-leaf scriptures that were placed on the ground beside him with both hands.

"We have already obtained the Heart Sutra (both the Great and Small Prajnaparamita Sutras). We copied them word for word without missing a single word," said the Buddha Son Shigong, "And this piece of jade lotus root in my hand is used to reattach limbs. My wound is not large, so there will be more than enough for me. You and I can share it!"

"I want to inspect the goods first!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the two original versions of the Heart Sutra.

His Sanskrit proficiency wasn't exceptional, but he could at least read the scriptures fluently.

Combined with his experience reading the five copies of the Heart Sutra and studying the Mental Strengthening Chapter, Zhang Xuezhou, while not necessarily achieving spiritual power cultivation immediately, could at least distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"If the inspection is successful, can I return my treasure?" Vishnu asked in a low voice.

"Can!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded in agreement.

He didn't trust the monks of the Western Sect, and Vishnu and others clearly didn't trust him much either. After both sides agreed, Zhang Xuezhou reached out and opened the Heart Sutra.

The fresh ink marks on the palm leaf came into view. The characters were slightly crooked, showing that they were copied in a great hurry, but they were still legible.

"What did you think of it?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"From a spiritual perspective, it's not as good as the Heart Sutra that I use," Buddha Son Shigong replied earnestly first. "But I don't rule out the possibility that things might be different after entering the True Self Realm!"

"I feel great, it must be very powerful," Vishnu said.

"Oh?"

"What I brought you isn't a fake; I copied it word for word. I swear to God, I didn't dare make a single mistake!"

Zhang Xuezhou finished reading the Heart Sutra and the Heart Sutra in a short time, and then began to inquire and verify.

Buddha Son Shigong's answer was earnest and truthful, while Vishnu's was somewhat insincere.

When Zhang Xuezhou uttered a surprised and doubtful sound, Vishnu felt a tightness in his heart, and a surge of pressure overwhelmed him. He had no choice but to quickly extend his right hand to swear an oath.

"The Sect Master Jieyin was defeated in one blow," Zhang Xuezhou said. "This Heart Sutra does indeed seem to have some shortcomings!"

"The Master must have other techniques. How could he only use the Heart Sutra? Moreover, his cultivation has reached its peak, and even a casual strike is difficult to defend against," Vishnu said.

"That's what I saw. The Buddha's disciple is also well aware of the methods the leader used," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"How is that possible? That iron lump can defend against anything, it has no blind spots, how could he be taken down in one blow?"

Vishnu looked astonished.

The Buddha's disciples who had entered the Sole Self Realm were knocked to the ground with a single blow. They had not yet reached the True Self Realm, making it difficult to conduct a comparative test. However, many cultivators had tested the Buddha's disciples who had reached the Realm of the Divine Ability Realm, including some who had even reached the True Self Realm.

No cultivator could treat the Buddha's disciple like a dog, even if their cultivation level was higher. In fact, there were many cultivators who were outmatched by the Buddha's disciple.

The defeat of the Buddha's Sect Master Jieyin by the Amitabha Buddha in a single blow not only demonstrated the Sect Master Jieyin's supreme power, but also dealt a devastating blow to the Buddha's disciple and others.

If you knew that your arduous journey of a hundred years would be nothing but a joke in the eyes of others, no one could bear it.

"I can assure you the authenticity of these two scriptures," said the Buddha Son Shigong, "They were obtained from the Master's secret chamber!"

"Can you guarantee that what you see in the secret room is the real Heart Sutra?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"This..."

Even the Buddha Son Shigong was at a loss for words.

Zhang Xuezhou kept flipping through the two volumes of transcribed palm-leaf manuscripts.

These are indeed two classic texts on the cultivation of mental power in the Western Sect, and cultivation can certainly enhance spiritual strength. However, Zhang Xuezhou vaguely felt that something was missing, making it difficult to reach the level of the two religious leaders through cultivation.

"We will certainly fulfill our promises," said the Buddha Son Shigong, frowning. "Since you don't believe me, once I've recovered somewhat, I'll take you to the secret chamber to examine it, and then we'll determine its authenticity!"

"Can!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He had only moderate trust in Vishnu, but placed more trust in Buddha Son Shigong.

For Buddha Son Shigong to make such a guarantee, Buddha Son Shigong and his companions must have mastered the methods to enter and leave without leaving a trace, and they must also be able to infiltrate again.

Can I get my baby back?

"Here you go, this thing is taking up space in my pouch!"

Zhang Xuezhou cast a spell and retrieved Vishnu's two treasures.

He took Vishnu's treasure, but failed to obtain more medicinal herbs and rare fruits in the Lingxiao Palace, and failed to acquire more rare treasures in Suiyang City. Zhang Xuezhou couldn't wait to lose them.

During the time it took to acquire the two treasures of Vishnu, Zhang Xuezhou suffered considerable losses.

"Oh, Zhang Shengzi, you really keep your word! I was just being suspicious of you before!"

Vishnu was overjoyed to receive his Luohan robe and moon-gazing horn, feeling that Zhang Xuezhou was a decent person and not just making trouble for no reason.

To be honest, Vishnu felt quite successful in stealing the Heart Sutra, since he had actually stolen it.

With this handwritten copy, Zhang Xuezhou only needed to glance at it occasionally to compare it with his own, and he would know that they hadn't been faking it, but had kept their promise and completed the task.

While the Heart Sutra is difficult to verify, Vishnu is very familiar with his treasure. He checked every part of it and found no damage or tampering. He was extremely satisfied with Zhang Xuezhou's temporary safekeeping.

"We hope the Holy Son will lead the way!"

Vishnu happily retrieved the treasure, and then went to seek healing from the Buddha Son Shigong.