Chapter 842: The First Thing

"A peerless great medicine?"

A look of shock appeared on Ye Lin’s face, his pupils constricting sharply; he was clearly startled by Wuchen’s claim.

He asked cautiously.

"How does that great medicine taste?"

Wuchen: "......"

The look Wuchen gave Ye Lin contained thirty percent disgust, thirty percent skepticism, and forty percent helplessness.

He really wanted to pry open the skull of the fellow in front of him to see what was inside.

This poor monk says he uses the living beings of an entire world to refine a peerless great medicine, and you ask me how it tastes? Is this right? Truly, Amitabha.

Wuchen ignored Ye Lin and continued speaking to himself.

"The Demon race is strong, the Human race is weak, so Senior Brother can step in to protect the humans, thereby harvesting the power of faith."

"Once the great war between humans and demons fully erupts, those living beings unwilling to believe in him will be slaughtered by the Demon race. Before they die, these humans will generate resentment and baleful energy in pain and despair; these negative energies can also serve as nutrients."

"In this world-ending catastrophe, Senior Brother can absorb an unimaginably vast amount of power! That is the power of living beings! The power of the masses!"

"But doing this is only a one-off deal, so... it requires the Undying Demon Dragon and the Ten Directions Rebirth Gate!"

"With the vast life force of the Undying Demon Dragon and the supreme treasure that is the Ten Directions Rebirth Gate as support, such a world-ending catastrophe can form a cycle!"

"Each time the cycle ends, the world resets, scars are smoothed over, living beings propagate anew, and everything is as if it never happened, quietly waiting for the next world-ending catastrophe."

"Every cycle makes the medicinal properties of this pot of peerless great medicine more potent, and since nine is the limit, after nine cycles, quantitative change produces qualitative change, and this pot of peerless great medicine will be completely mature."

"It is just a pity that, using billions of living beings as sacrifices, how could an ordinary person withstand such monstrous resentment and baleful energy? Senior Brother, oh Senior Brother, the power you pursue is nothing but a delusion."

Wuchen sighed languidly, his eyes full of emotion; he never expected that his Senior Brother Fanxiu would actually embark on an evil path of using human lives to improve his cultivation.

Ye Lin also roughly understood what was going on; to put it bluntly, Fanxiu had kept the people of an entire small world in captivity to improve his own strength.

As it turned out, he didn't expect that in the ninth cycle, he himself would become the accident that ruined everything.

Or perhaps, even without his own appearance as an accident, other accidents would have occurred.

Ye Lin remembered the mysterious person who set the trap to capture the Undying Demon Dragon; Fanxiu seemed to have always been just a tool.

Only now did Ye Lin finally clarify some of the truth from back then.

As long as he could find that mysterious person who bewitched Fanxiu and took away the Ten Directions Rebirth Gate, the truth would be completely revealed.

Of course, this matter would definitely be left to Wuchen to find; since there was such a free tool, it would be a waste not to use him.

"Alright, Master Wuchen, we’ve discussed enough about your Senior Brother Fanxiu; now it’s time to discuss what you just promised me." Ye Lin rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Ye, rest assured. A monk does not tell lies; as long as it does not violate the precepts of the Buddha, this poor monk will certainly complete the three things for you."

Wuchen returned to his indifferent and serene appearance, pressing his palms together.

"Fine, then let’s start with the first thing: you come with me to the Joyous Sect and separate the primordial spirits and physical bodies of three people."

"Separate the primordial spirit and physical body?"

Wuchen’s expression changed slightly.

"Benefactor Ye, this poor monk will not do anything that violates the precept against killing."

"I’m not asking you to violate the precept against killing. You just need to separate the physical bodies and primordial spirits of those three people, then seal their primordial spirits; there’s no need to kill anyone," Ye Lin explained.

"But... this..."

Seeing Wuchen hesitate, Ye Lin spoke up again.

"Master Wuchen, the precepts of the Buddha don't say you can't separate the primordial spirit and physical body of a living being, right?"

"Sigh, so be it. With Master Wuchen’s strength, if you go back on your word, there is nothing I can do. Since Master Wuchen is unwilling, then forget it."

Having said that, Ye Lin looked at Wuchen with deep disappointment.

Wuchen felt uncomfortable being looked at like that. He wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that Ye Lin was trying to use him as a blade to kill.

But this was something he had promised himself, and he couldn't easily refuse, especially since the Buddhist precepts indeed did not forbid separating a cultivator's body and primordial spirit.

"Very well, this poor monk will agree to it, but you must also promise this poor monk one thing: you must not take the lives of those three!" Wuchen sighed and agreed helplessly.

"No problem, I’ll swear a Dao oath!"

Ye Lin held up three fingers solemnly.

"Mm, then let’s go, Benefactor Ye."

Wuchen waved his hand gently, and the two of them appeared back at the original spot.

This great divine ability of changing the world with a wave of the hand made Ye Lin incredibly envious; he wondered if he could achieve this level of ability once he fully refined the Demon Venerable’s remains.

As soon as Ye Lin appeared, Fang Xitui and the nine peak masters surrounded him and immediately checked him over, from head to toe, without leaving a single blind spot.

Only after confirming that Ye Lin had not been converted by Wuchen did they heave a huge sigh of relief.

To be honest, when Wuchen took Ye Lin away just now, they were even more nervous than when facing Zhang Yiren.

After all, the terror and strangeness of those bald donkeys from the Western Realm were famous; throughout history on the Longevity Continent, there had been no shortage of saints converted into Buddhas.

It was just that Wuchen was a friend, not an enemy, so they were embarrassed to stop him.

"Sect Master, nine peak masters, I want to discuss something with you." Ye Lin scratched his head.

"Speak," Fang Xitui nodded.

"It’s just that I feel nine peaks are a bit few. Can our Immortal Cloud Sect open a tenth peak? Let’s call it... Joyous Peak, how about that?" Ye Lin wore an innocent expression on his face.

"Joyous Peak? You mean... to merge the Joyous Sect into the Immortal Cloud Sect?"

Fang Xitui looked shocked and glanced in the direction of Xue Bingxiao and Lin Muxi.

"There is no problem on the Immortal Cloud Sect’s side, but are you sure the people of the Joyous Sect will be willing? After merging into the Immortal Cloud Sect, they will have to turn over a new leaf and cannot act as recklessly as they did before."

The strength of the Joyous Sect was naturally beyond doubt; otherwise, they would have long been wiped out by the righteous sects as a task.

If they could welcome the addition of the Joyous Sect, the strength of the Immortal Cloud Sect would certainly see a significant increase.

But the problem was, would the Joyous Sect be willing to join the Immortal Cloud Sect and willingly submit to others?

"Don't worry, they are absolutely willing. Xue Bingxiao!"

"Present!"

Xue Bingxiao’s body moved forward uncontrollably, and she straightened her back.

"Private Second Class Xue Bingxiao!" Ye Lin barked.

"Loyal!"

Xue Bingxiao’s face turned incredibly red; she didn't want to do this, but the slave seal was in Ye Lin’s hands, and she had no choice.

"I ask you, are you willing to join the Immortal Cloud Sect?" Ye Lin asked.

"Reporting to the Master, I am willing! From now on, I, Xue Bingxiao, am a person of the Immortal Cloud Sect in life and a ghost of the Immortal Cloud Sect in death!"

This scene left Fang Xitui and the nine peak masters stunned.

This Xue Bingxiao was a top-tier expert at the second transformation of the Dao Source Realm; how was she so obedient to Ye Lin? How did this kid manage it?

"See, Sect Master, it’s done." Ye Lin spread his hands.

"Then... what about her?"

Fang Xitui pointed with a dazed look at the Hall Master of the Wunian Hall, Lin Muxi, not far away.

"Her? No need to ask her; she’s secretly in love with me."