Chapter 895: The Rampaging Yuanshi

Kunlun.

Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun left behind his Yuanshi Good Corpse to hold the fort.

"Jiang Ziya!"

The Yuanshi Good Corpse put down his Mobile Phone, his expression icy.

Although the Fengshen War under the leadership of Di Qi did not suppress the Chan Sect, which surprised him somewhat, he did not have the intention to continue suppressing the Yin Shang.

For one, the Yin Shang was under the gaze of all parties, and it was not convenient for him to make another move.

For another, he also had to deal with challenges from all sides and lacked the energy to do so.

But Jiang Ziya.

This traitor must die.

If Jiang Ziya defected and he did not deal with it, where would his prestige be?

"Boy!"

"What are your orders, Master?"

Baihe Tongzi hurriedly stepped forward, bowing to acknowledge the order.

The Yuanshi Good Corpse said in a deep voice: "Go tell Randeng to make a trip to Zhaoge and bring Jiang Ziya back to me."

The Yin Shang also had Golden Immortals, and they still possessed the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag that he had lost.

If he sent a Golden Immortal, he feared they would never return.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to take action personally, so he could only send Randeng Daoren, the Antarctic Immortal, and Guangchengzi.

However, for such trivial matters, there was no need to use his two great personal disciples.

"Yes, Master."

After Baihe Tongzi acknowledged the order, he hurriedly turned and left.

Not long after he left the main hall, Guangchengzi hurried out from the side hall, saying in a panic: "Master, the Fengshen War has ended, and the Fortune Essence has been fed back, but why did this disciple only receive three feet of Fortune?"

For an Ordinary person, high Fortune is usually about one foot.

But as one's cultivation improves, Fortune also increases.

Guangchengzi is a Great Luo Golden Immortal; he was previously stripped of all his Fortune by Yin Qi, and now that he has received a feedback of three feet, that is three feet of Fortune—this amount of Fortune is almost non-existent.

"Impossible."

The Yuanshi Good Corpse shook his head subconsciously.

Although Guangchengzi was not deeply involved in the Fengshen War and only killed a Yang God, that Yang God was a Golden Immortal.

No matter how low the Fortune, it should at least be over ten zhang.

Guangchengzi said with a mournful face: "But Master, that is the fact."

With his cultivation as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, his normal Fortune should be about nine zhang.

Anything over nine zhang is considered deep Fortune.

He previously had twenty-five zhang, which is why his luck had always been very good, and he could gain something wherever he went.

Anything less than nine zhang is considered shallow Fortune, and one might encounter all kinds of sudden situations at any time.

With only three feet of Fortune, there is not much difference from having almost none.

As long as he dares to step out of Yuxu Palace, a bolt of Thunder might just strike down from the firmament and strike him dead.

The Yuanshi Good Corpse looked at Guangchengzi, and as Chaos flashed through his eyes, he saw that the Fortune Essence above Guangchengzi's head was indeed only three feet high.

He could not help but frown and secretly perform a Calculation, but there was no result.

Everything was normal.

But how could this be normal!

This Fengshen War was a scheme formed by the joint efforts of all the Sages; even he did not have the ability to tamper with the Fortune feedback.

Unless the Dao Ancestor took action.

But that is impossible; how could the Dao Ancestor take action?

He could not figure it out.

He could not figure it out at all.

Guangchengzi called out hopefully: "Master."

The Yuanshi Good Corpse sighed: "I have not calculated the reason either, and I do not know where the problem lies."

"Ah!"

Guangchengzi was dumbfounded and said hurriedly: "Master, then what should this disciple do?"

The Yuanshi Good Corpse said: "Continue your secluded cultivation in Yuxu Palace; after ten thousand years, your Fortune will naturally recover."

Although he could also help Guangchengzi recover, that would ruin the other's path of the Dao. As one of the disciples he valued most, this was certainly not acceptable.

Guangchengzi was disappointed.

But since things had reached this point, he could only do so: "Yes, Master."

Whoosh!

At this moment, a figure flew in rapidly; it was none other than Baihe Tongzi.

He said in a panic: "It is bad, Master! Randeng has run away and betrayed the sect. Not only him, but he also took the four junior uncles—Juliusun, Cihang, Puxian, and Wenshu—to Buddhism."

The Yuanshi Good Corpse's eyes widened, and a terrifying aura erupted, causing Guangchengzi and Baihe Tongzi to almost suffocate, their faces turning deathly pale.

Fortunately, the Yuanshi Good Corpse noticed this and hurriedly withdrew his aura.

He suppressed his anger and asked: "Speak, what is going on?"

Baihe Tongzi hurriedly said: "This disciple followed Master's orders and went to Lingjiu Palace, only to find that Randeng was not there, and even the Defense Array had not been activated."

Thus, the disciple boldly went in to investigate, only to discover that Lingjiu Palace was already empty.

The disciple hurriedly used a Mobile Phone to contact Randeng, and Randeng said that he had entered the Fo gate.

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Subsequently, the disciple saw that the official Buddhism Douyin account had just released news that the two Saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, had canonized Randeng as Burning Lamp Buddha and Juliusun as Fearful Sun Buddha.

Cihang as Cihang Bodhisattva, Wenshu as Wenshu Bodhisattva, and Puxian as Puxian Bodhisattva."

"Vile beasts! Vile beasts!"

Yuanshi Good Corpse whispered angrily, his hair standing on end with rage.

He did not care about Randeng Daoren; in his eyes, he was merely a useful tool.

But Juliusun and the others were the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect.

They were his precious treasures and his pride.

And yet.

They had all betrayed the sect.

His current anger was far beyond what Jiang Ziya's betrayal could compare to.

Guangchengzi was also dumbfounded.

Of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect, four had died and four had defected, leaving only him, along with Huanglong Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, and Daoxing Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun stood up and stepped into the void in one stride.

………

The news released by the official Buddhism Douyin account ignited the internet:

"Holy crap, what is going on? Randeng, Juliusun, and the others actually betrayed Chan Sect and converted to Buddhism?"

"Tsk tsk, the Western Two Sages' skill at swinging a hoe is truly masterful; this is practically digging up the roots of Chan Sect."

"There is a good show to watch next; Yuanshi Saint is so concerned with face, he definitely won't let this go."

……

Western Spirit Mountain.

Yuanshi Good Corpse stepped out from the void, his aura erupting as he shouted angrily: "Jieyin, Zhunti, come out."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two figures soared into the sky; they were precisely the Good Corpses of Jieyin and Zhunti.

Jieyin Good Corpse pressed his palms together and smiled slightly: "Third Senior Brother, why be so aggressive? This poor Daoist knows your intent, but they are your disciples, not your Slaves; they have the right and freedom to choose their own Great Dao."

Zhunti Good Corpse nodded and said: "Indeed. Third Senior Brother has a noble character; surely you would not make things difficult for them."

Yuanshi Good Corpse was so angry he laughed: "Jieyin, Zhunti, you are truly shameless to say such absurd things. Betraying the sect is betraying the sect. This poor Daoist taught them for over a million years and bestowed upon them various Innate Spiritual Treasures, yet they betrayed this poor Daoist like this. Their crimes are heinous; do you think this poor Daoist will just let it go? This poor Daoist does not want to waste words with you; hand them over."

Zhunti Good Corpse said indifferently: "Yuanshi, they are already disciples of Buddhism; you had best return."

Although Jieyin Daoren did not speak, his attitude was very clear.

A dangerous look flashed in the eyes of Yuanshi Good Corpse: "Are you truly not handing them over?"

Jieyin Good Corpse sighed: "If Third Senior Brother truly insists on being aggressive, then we brothers have no choice but to experience your brilliant techniques."

Looking at the eager Zhunti Good Corpse, Yuanshi Good Corpse was not only ashamed and angry but also found himself in a difficult position.

He could defeat Zhunti, but he could not defeat the two of them combined.

Just at this moment, Laozi Good Corpse walked out from the void.

Yuanshi Good Corpse felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Zhunti and Jieyin both felt a tightening in their hearts, though it was within their expectations.

However, they were not afraid. (End of this chapter)