Chapter 635

Western Wasteland, Mount Sumeru.

On the barren land, yellow sand filled the sky.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool on the mountain peak, Jieyin and Zhunti sat opposite each other, their faces grim to the extreme.

The three streams of saintly might transmitted from the direction of Kunlun Mountain were like three insurmountable primordial divine mountains, pressing heavily upon their hearts.

"Senior Brother." Zhunti clenched his fists, his joints cracking. His eyes were full of unwillingness and agitation, "The East already has four Saints. Nüwa created humanity, the Three Purities established their teachings. The Heavenly Dao's fortune flows entirely to the East. If we do not prove the Dao, this barren Western land will never see a day of great prosperity!"

Jieyin's face was sorrowful, he let out a long sigh.

"Establish a teaching? Easier said than done. The Three Purities have the merit of Pangu's creation of heaven, needing only a thought to stir it, and the Heavenly Dao responds. We brothers were born in this broken Western land, our foundation shallow. With what shall we establish a teaching? With what shall we stir the Heavenly Dao's merit?"

Jieyin saw it clearly. The Three Purities succeeded because their foundation was deep.

"If the foundation is insufficient, then borrow!"

Zhunti suddenly stood up, a flash of ruthlessness and madness in his eyes. "The Heavenly Dao is impartial, it will inevitably seek balance. The East is too flourishing, the West must rise. We borrow merit from the Heavenly Dao, issuing empty checks. As long as we can repay it in the future, we can become Saints today!"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin's emaciated body trembled violently.

Borrowing merit from the Heavenly Dao? What an insane act.

A slight misstep, and one would suffer the Heavenly Dao's karmic backlash, never to recover.

But he looked at Zhunti's resolute eyes, then at the endless yellow sand that had remained unchanged for millions of years.

"Good." Jieyin closed his eyes, palms pressed together.

The two stood shoulder to shoulder, facing east. The auras of their peak Quasi-Sage cultivation were released without reservation.

"Heavenly Dao above! I, Jieyin (Zhunti), now in this barren Western land, establish a teaching, named 'Western Teaching'! To guide people toward goodness, to save all beings! With the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus suppressing fortune! Western Teaching, established!"

The words fell.

Above the Nine Heavens, wind rose and clouds surged.

However, the converging merit golden clouds were pitifully thin.

Indeed, not enough!

Without the merit of Pangu's creation as a foundation, relying solely on the words of establishing a teaching is fundamentally insufficient to fill the bottomless pit of becoming a Saint.

Zhunti bit his tongue, spouting a mouthful of pale golden essence blood. His expression solemn, his voice spread throughout the Great Wasteland.

"If I attain supreme Buddhahood, achieve perfect enlightenment, in my Buddha-land, possessing boundless inconceivable merits and adornments..."

"First Vow: Should I attain Buddhahood, if my land contains hells, hungry ghosts, or animals, I shall not take enlightenment."

"Second Vow: Should I attain Buddhahood, if heavenly beings in my land, after their lifespan ends, fall again into the three evil paths, I shall not take enlightenment."

The vast Buddhist chant echoed through heaven and earth.

Jieyin and Zhunti spoke one after another.

With each vow they uttered, the Heavenly Dao trembled once.

The merit golden clouds above the Nine Heavens became denser by a fraction.

This was not establishing a teaching.

This was signing an eternal servitude contract with the Heavenly Dao!

"Forty-seventh Vow: Should I attain Buddhahood, if bodhisattvas in other lands hear my name and do not immediately attain non-retrogression, I shall not take enlightenment."

"Forty-eighth Vow: Should I attain Buddhahood, if bodhisattvas in other lands hear my name and do not immediately attain the first, second, or third patience, and cannot immediately attain non-retrogression in the Buddha Dharma, I shall not take enlightenment."

Forty-eight great vows in total, their voices shook the universe.

The Heavenly Dao's rules were stirred by this near-rogue obsession. Suddenly, boundless merit, no less than when the Three Purities established their teaching, poured down!

The Primordial Beginning Purple Qi within their bodies frenziedly fused.

Golden light ten thousand zhang. Amidst the Buddhist chant and Zen singing, two wheels of resplendent golden Buddha light rose atop Mount Sumeru.

The Western Two Saints, returned to their positions!

Within a day, the Five Saints of the Great Wasteland all emerged.

Adding the already Sainted Nüwa and Ping Xin in the Netherworld, the saintly position pattern of the entire heaven and earth underwent an earth-shaking transformation in a single day.

Those five utterly different yet equally terrifying saintly mights intertwined into an invisible great net, tightly enveloping the entire Great Wasteland.

The Yao Clan Heavenly Court.

The celestial canopy of the Lingxiao Baodian groaned under the pressure of the saintly might.

On the three hundred and sixty-five Coiling Dragon Pillars, starlight dimmed and flickered.

Inside the hall, the myriad demons fell silent as cold cicadas.

Even the Kunpeng, who always advocated war, now lowered his sinister eyes, his hands trembling slightly within his sleeves.

Five Saints.

What concept is this? This is the power to completely erase the Yao Clan Heavenly Court from the Nine Heavens.

Even if the Heavenly Ranking is strong, even if the underworld currency is good, in the face of absolute power, they seem to have become jokes.

"Your Majesty..." Bai Ze stepped forward, his scholarly face full of solemnity, "The Heavenly Secrets are completely shielded. My Mirror of Demon Inspection cannot deduce any auspicious or inauspicious omens. These five Saints... come with ill intent."

Di Jun's face was like still water. He drew the Heavenly Emperor Sword from his waist, the blade pointing straight toward the hall's exterior.

"What is there to fear! I have the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, I have tens of millions of elite Yao Clan warriors! If they dare come, I will let them know, the Heavenly Court cannot be insulted!"

Although Di Jun's words were overbearing, the atmosphere in the hall remained oppressive.

Everyone could hear that this Heavenly Emperor's confidence was not that strong.

"Cough cough..."

The familiar coughing sound rang out again.

Gu Yuan slowly lifted the white fox fur on his body.

He ignored the demons' fearful gazes, merely rising slowly with sluggish movements, handing the purple gold warm stove in his hand to the servant girl beside him.

"Elder Brother." Gu Yuan smoothed his sleeves and walked unhurriedly to the center of the Da Dian.

He lifted his head and glanced at the Celestial Canopy, slightly warped under the pressure of Shengwei Wei, and the corner of his mouth curled into a Mocking Glint of an arc.

"The army hasn't moved, yet you throw your own formation into chaos. That is not the bearing a Heavenly Emperor ought to have."

Di Jun froze for a moment, then sheathed the Imperial Sword, strode down the imperial steps, and caught Gu Yuan's arm in a firm grip.

"Younger Brother, your constitution is frail — sit down quickly." A flash of guilt passed through Di Jun's eyes.

The Five Sages have all emerged; as Heavenly Emperor he could not protect the Heavenly Court, and still he must let his sickly younger brother worry.

"No Problem." Gu Yuan gently pushed Di Jun's hand away. He turned, his gaze sweeping over the assembly of Yao Shen in the hall.

"The Five Sages appearing together is indeed grand." Gu Yuan's voice was not loud, yet it carried a strange penetrating power, settling steadily on the heart of every Yao Shen.

"But have you forgotten what a Saint's Teaching Establishment is really after?"

Gu Yuan extended a pale finger, pointing toward the Honghuang Dadi below.

"After Qi Qi. After Dao lineage inheritance. After the faith of all spirits."

He gave a light laugh, and within that laughter lay endless calculation and coldness.

"Teaching all beings? Without beings, who would they teach? Without Qi Qi, what would they use to redeem that blank check to the Heavenly Dao?"

Gu Yuan turned his head to look at Di Jun.

"Elder Brother, the people of the Great Wasteland — whose commands do they follow now?"

Di Jun's eyes brightened.

"They follow our Yao Clan Heavenly Court! They use our Heavenly Court's spirit currency, they uphold our Heavenly Court's Heavenly Edicts!"

"Precisely." Gu Yuan settled back onto the Soft Couch, movements lazy. "Saints stand high above, untouched by Cause and Effect. But their disciples must cultivate, need magic treasures, need resources."

"Seize the Great Wasteland's Money Bag, choke the circulation channels of Qi Qi. Even if they are Saints, they will have to obediently Enter the Faction."

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The Ancestral Patriarch Disrupting Heavenly Secrets, trying to use Saints to suppress us. Then we will use worldly rules to drag these Saints down from the God Altar."