The Younger Generation Contemplating Rebellion

"He's gone already?"

The spring water from which Cynomorium songaricum originates has a red sap that stained the spring water as if it were blood.

Buddha Son Shigong looked at Suoyang with a gloomy expression.

Where could he find someone who could subdue the hairpin to come to his rescue? Not to mention the hairpin of the Emperor and Empress, the secret realm of Mount Milu where the Second Master resided also contained many unusable treasures.

In the hands of their precious owner, those were powerful weapons used to suppress cultivators of the Three Realms.

In the Western Sect, however, those treasures would be considered worthless, and to this day, no one has been able to utilize them.

The two leaders were at a loss, and the Buddha Son Shigong could not find anyone to subdue Zhu Chai.

The only good news he received was that the Emperor and Empress were very dissatisfied with this, and they also knew that the Ruyi Vermilion Hairpin could not be taken back, so they would not rashly take back the Law Treasure.

Can these two species really be grown together?

Parvati pointed to the Cynomorium songaricum and the pieces of meat embedded within it.

It's unclear what methods Zhang Xuezhou used, but the two forces coalesced and temporarily subsided.

As long as it can be ensured that survival will not affect the Buddha Son Shigong, Parvati felt that the situation was not unacceptable.

"What should we do?" Vishnu asked again.

"If I wanted to kill all the cultivators in Western Kunlun, do you think I could do it?" the Buddha Son Shigong asked in a hoarse voice.

"No," Vishnu said, shrinking back.

"I don't want to accept it, but I have to. No one will stand up for me. At most, the leader will take me to Western Kunlun to demand some compensation," the Buddha Son Shigong said bitterly. "If this drags on for decades, I'll be old or dead, and then it will all be over!"

"Can..."

As soon as Vishnu spoke, flames flashed in the eyes of Buddha Son Shigong, and a circle of fiery light appeared behind him.

"But I'm not resigned to this. I shouldn't be a dispensable pawn," the Buddha Son Shigong said through gritted teeth. "They can control the order and decide everything for us, so why can't we do the same!"

"Shi Gong?"

"This world shouldn't be ruled by those old fogies, and we shouldn't be controlled or manipulated. We must rise, step by step, until we reach the top. Only after eliminating those old fogies will I be willing to die!"

The Buddha Son Shigong reached out and embraced the sky, letting out strange laughter, his face displaying madness.

Vishnu had just tentatively asked a question when Buddha Son Shigong suddenly turned his head, his pale right hand seemingly slowly extending, but for some reason it suddenly grabbed Vishnu's neck.

"I need your help to empty those two old guys' coffers. We need to learn their real skills," the Buddha Son Shigong said through gritted teeth. "Are you in or not?"

"I'll do it, of course I'll do it!"

Vishnu cried out.

He felt the heat of the Buddha Son Shigong's palm and realized that the Buddha Son Shigong had gone mad after being burdened by this deadly Curse.

If he disagreed, he felt that the Buddha Son Shigong might break his neck.

Of course, agreeing to it would mean a possible rebellion.

Vishnu regretted his greed in locking away his yang energy and not returning to the Western Sect sooner.

"I overheard their conversation when I was dying. They seem to have the ability to reincarnate, and we may very well become the materials they use to create their next life," said the Buddha Son Shigong, pulling Vishnu's head close to him.

"How is this possible?"

"I heard it with my own ears. They even examined my body and said my cultivation ability was far inferior to that of Wei Hu, who had achieved physical sainthood. They said I could only be thrown into the pool as scraps!"

What pool?

What kind of pool did you say it was?

The Buddha Son Shigong and Vishnu stared at each other for a few seconds; one's gaze was firm and crazed, while the other's was somewhat flickering.

As the grip on his neck tightened, making it difficult to breathe, Vishnu suddenly remembered the difficult-to-access spring in the Cave of Bifeng.

"I... I know, I know where it is, the Wind Cave... it's definitely the innermost part of the Wind Cave. If they attacked Wei Hu, their next target will likely be Duo Tuo A Ga Tuo. We need to win him over too," Vishnu struggled to speak. "And Zhang Shengzi also went there. He... he must have been the one causing trouble at the source of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. He even pretended to accompany the Master on the search. We can use this to blackmail him and make him cooperate with us!"

"You know what to do!"

Buddha Son Shigong slowly extended his right hand, releasing the breathless Vishnu.

"I've died once, and now that I'm alive, I don't want to die again," said the Buddha Son Shigong through gritted teeth. "Even if I die, I'll drag them down with me!"

People don't reason when they're in a frenzy, and Vishnu thought that the Buddha Son Shigong, was somewhat delirious and insane.

He was used to bowing his head so often that he didn't mind bowing it again this time.

Compared to the high risks posed by the two religious leaders, Vishnu believed that the risks posed by Buddha Son Shigong were even greater.

He readily agreed, but didn't forget to offer some bad advice, suggesting that more people needed to be involved.

"Now that you've recovered, how will you explain things when you return to Lingshan?"

Vishnu pondered for a long time before turning back to Buddha Son Shigong.

"Where has my body recovered?" the Buddha Son Shigong said through gritted teeth.

Your body...

"I'm sick, I'm seriously ill!"

The Buddha Son Shigong did not look at Suoyang, but pointed to his own body.

The Qi and Blood energy that sustained his body dissipated, Buddha Son Shigong's body went limp and collapsed in the spring water, his bones feeling soft and powerless.

"My illness is my best weapon," Buddha Son Shigong, lying in the spring. "Their vigilance towards a patient is at its lowest!"

How did your body get like this?

Vishnu touched the seemingly boneless Buddha Son Shigong and was immediately astonished.

"This is what happens when you eat too much Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root," said the Buddha Son Shigong, "I can only maintain my body by constantly consuming my Qi and Blood energy!"

"But Zhang Shengzi doesn't have this problem!"

"He's strong, but he didn't eat enough Spirit Silk Lotus Root. If he ate just half another one, he might end up like me!"

Vishnu was not bothered at all that Buddha Son Shigong Zhang Xuezhou taken the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root. He was also well aware that Vishnu had been thinking about the Cynomorium and the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root these days and was trying to repeat their actions.

After hearing this, Vishnu's face paled, and those little thoughts vanished from his mind.

"Zhang Shengzi cut off so much Cynomorium, can that half of the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus root neutralize such a large amount of Cynomorium toxicity?"

"I think so!"

"He didn't seem to like Cynomorium songaricum before, so why is he in such a hurry this time, even cutting off a Cynomorium songaricum that's half a person tall? Can he even finish it?"

Vishnu spoke a few words, Buddha Son Shigong fell silent for a moment.

This wasn't him plotting against the Kunlun Holy Son; it was more like the Kunlun Holy Son willingly jumped into the trap.

Having personally consumed Cynomorium songaricum, Buddha Son Shigong knew very well that the power of Ling Si Yu Ou to break the seal was limited and could not be broken indefinitely.

"Could it be that he intends to use the Locking Yang technique to boost his cultivation? But how can locked-up, difficult-to-use Qi and Blood and qi possibly propel his cultivation upwards? Ah, that's it! He said that 80% of his strength was previously locked up. He must have used some special cultivation method to forcibly crush the Locking Yang, or even utilized its medicinal effects!"

The Buddha Son Shigong thought about the figure in the golden robe, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"The Second Master mentioned that the two Realm Technique Wu Chao learned are extremely powerful, capable of turning people into pills and refining them. After he cultivates them, they can be used as catalysts to restore his cultivation after reincarnation. They can also be used by all the new members of our sect to cultivate those techniques and become their furnaces..."

Some thoughts flashed through his mind, Buddha Son Shigong eventually let them go.

Even if he tries to win over a small group, he only does so if the cultivators he finds worthy of his attention.

Wu Chao had its reasons for joining, but Buddha Son Shigong really looked down on Wu Chao. Without them, things wouldn't be delayed, but with them, they couldn't accomplish anything.

Just like Wu Chao's marginalized status as a Buddhist disciple, Wu Chao's strength is relatively marginal, making him seem like a nobody among the Buddhist disciples.