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Chapter 514 - 513: Cyan Ox Banquet Invites Yellow Eyebrow, Ling Shu Dojo Bustling with People [Third Update]

At the same time.

At this moment, in Little Western Heaven.

"Congratulations to Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor for attaining the Quasi-Saint status. With the Ancestor overseeing Little Western Heaven, it will surely thrive even more."

In the majestic Buddhist Hall, the hall was filled with Immortal Buddhas, all bowing to Yellow Eyebrow.

Among them were even Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

Yellow Eyebrow sat high in the clouds, listening to the praises of the crowd, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

The scene before his eyes.

Made him recall the Western Journey Calamity Era over three hundred thousand years ago.

At that time, under the order of the Buddha, he became one of the eighty-one tribulations of the scripture retrieving journey.

Then, he pretended to be the Buddha, and was worshiped by little demons disguised as Bodhisattvas and Arhats, even Golden Cicada had to bow to him, truly enjoying supreme honor.

Unfortunately, that was a play, a dreamlike and short-lived play.

But after more than three hundred thousand years, the once familiar scene reappeared, and this time, those worshiping below were not little demons, but real Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

This brought Yellow Eyebrow endless joy and delight in his heart.

One must know that in the Western Heaven, he had no Fruit Position, but so what?

As a confidant of East Buddha, his status was still with prestige individuality!

Most Bodhisattvas and Arhats, when they saw him, would greet him with a smile.

And now, it goes without saying, not only does he have the Buddha’s confidant identity, he has also, by his own strength, entered the ranks of the Quasi-Saints.

It is no exaggeration to say that now in the Western Heaven, even some Buddhas need to treat him with courtesy!

Should one day, East Buddha successfully becomes a Saint.

Then his status would need no further explanation, directly taking over Little Western Heaven and becoming Yellow Eyebrow Buddha would no longer be fantasy!

Thinking of this promising future, Yellow Eyebrow’s heart was also becoming increasingly joyful.

"Little Western Heaven, in this generation shall flourish, you all will surely become pillars of the Buddha Country in the future!"

He laughed heartily, his spirits soaring, promising a grand vision to everyone in the hall.

"It must be so, it must be so!"

The Immortal Buddhas laughed and chatted happily, immersed in the beautiful prospect.

At this moment, a Bodhisattva seized the opportunity to say, "Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, I, this humble monk, have something, I don’t know if I should tell you."

Yellow Eyebrow, in high spirits, laughed, "No problem, speak freely."

The Bodhisattva then clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, "Ling Shu Bodhisattva intends to slaughter Cyan Ox for a feast today, he invited me, and also... wishes to invite you as well, though I’m not sure if you can honor us with your presence..."

As soon as he said this, the Immortal Buddhas present exchanged glances, then laughed with meaningful expressions, "It seems Ling Shu Bodhisattva is trying to show goodwill towards Little Western Heaven?"

"The master just fell not long ago, and he’s already eager to switch allegiances. Ling Shu Bodhisattva’s adaptability truly is a unique talent in Lingshan."

Their tones were filled with mockery.

This Ling Shu originally belonged to the Sandalwood Merit Buddha’s group, previously having no interaction whatsoever with Little Western Heaven, let alone animosity.

But now, here he is hosting a banquet, inviting Yellow Eyebrow to attend.

Clearly, since the unexpected fall of Golden Cicada, he’s eager to express goodwill to Little Western Heaven to avoid future reckoning.

"I didn’t expect, Cang Feng Bodhisattva, that you have ties with Ling Shu?" Yellow Eyebrow didn’t rush to respond, but rather asked Cang Feng Bodhisattva beside him with a hint of hidden meaning.

"Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, please don’t misunderstand, this humble monk and Ling Shu merely discussed the Buddhist Dharma together in early years, on regular days we have no contact, my loyalty to Little Western Heaven is unwavering!" Cang Feng Bodhisattva hastily explained, his face full of tension.

Fortunately, Yellow Eyebrow did not delve deep into the topic, but after pondering briefly, said, "Alright, for the loyalty to the Buddha from all present, I know full well."

"You all may retreat for now, additionally, I shall go to Ling Shu Dojo later."

"After all, Tai Shang Laojun’s Cyan Ox, if missed, will never be savored again." He licked his lips, his mouth curving with a greedy smile.

"As you command!"

The crowd promptly bid farewell one after another.

Cang Feng Bodhisattva let out a sigh of relief while also clasping his hands, "This humble monk will immediately notify Ling Shu Bodhisattva, to make sure he prepares a seat of honor."

"Go on." Yellow Eyebrow smiled lightly.

After the Immortal Buddhas had all departed like the receding tide.

Yellow Eyebrow’s figure also disappeared into the sea of clouds, reappearing inside the Forbidden Realm isolated from external eavesdropping and deductions.

And within the Forbidden Realm at that time.

There was one person, sitting alone amidst the cloud sea.

It was none other.

Than Golden Cicada, whom the outside world believed to have completely fallen!

"Merit Buddha, have you recovered well?" Yellow Eyebrow asked respectfully, wearing a smile.

"Get lost." Golden Cicada did not lift his head, his voice cold, even though Yellow Eyebrow had entered the Quasi-Saint rank, he was still just a lower position in his eyes.

Yellow Eyebrow’s eyes flashed with displeasure, but he continued to smile and said, "Take good rest, Merit Buddha. I must attend Ling Shu Bodhisattva’s feast of the Cyan Ox, I won’t disturb any further, farewell."

After saying this, he left amid the sound of satisfied laughter.

Alone in the clouds, Golden Cicada took a deep breath, saying nothing more.

He had anticipated such a situation would happen.

Now the world outside believed he had fallen.

Once those who followed him naturally scattered, each seeking new protection.

Regrettably, he dared not emerge to announce everything.

Though East Buddha did not destroy the Mahayana Buddhist Sutras that day, when he rebirthed in his weakest state, he was still subjected to measures by the opposite side.

His lifeline was now in their grasp, to survive, many things were no longer under his control...

But he did not truly resent East Buddha.

After all, they were inherently rivals.

The other side sparing his life was already an unexpected surprise, even though Golden Cicada knew they intended to use him.

But his true hatred was always directed at the Great Ming King, who was supposed to be on the same side!

"Great Ming King, I shall one day rip you apart and devour you whole!" Golden Cicada lowered his eyes, within his deep gaze, outrage burned fiercely.

...

The realm of Ling Shu Bodhisattva, located at the foot of Lingshan.

Of course, calling Lingshan a mountain.

Is rather like calling it the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The so-called foot of the mountain actually refers to the lower Nine Heavens.

Ling Shu resides in the Seventh Layer.

At that time, the Seventh Layer of Lingshan Celestial Realm became bustling with overdue excitement.

Many Bodhisattvas, either riding mounts or driving clouds, flocked in succession.

Making this heaven radiant and lively to the extreme.

"Yun Bie Bodhisattva, it has been a while, please take the seat of honor."

"Wine Worm Bodhisattva, haha, today let’s not leave until we’re drunk."

"Oh, Sea Tide Bodhisattva, forgive me for not greeting earlier, please forgive."

From afar.

Lin Heng and King of Guangmu observed the scene of Ling Shu Bodhisattva welcoming noble guests in the resplendent Lingshan Celestial Realm.

King of Guangmu’s third eye shone with sharp clarity, constantly scanning the scene, unable to hold back, "Buddha, it seems there is no unusual aura here."

Transformed into the size of a mosquito and hiding in the mixed-origin pearl umbrella held by King of Guangmu, Lin Heng spoke in a low voice, "If it were that easy to locate, it would not warrant my personal search, would it?"

"Alright, just go in, once inside, everything will become clear."

"Remember the prior plan, do not expose my presence!"

King of Guangmu assured, "Rest assured, Buddha, there will be no error!"

When the words fell.

He stepped on a cloud, flying straight towards Ling Shu Dojo.