Chapter 760: Chapter 422: Nine-Colored Light, Golden Core Sand

"..."

Wei Qingye’s fingers brushed over the long sword.

In his heart, he was unwilling to believe the scene unfolding before him.

Considering his friend’s temperament, how could he die so easily? It seemed almost deliberate...

"Poshun."

He raised his head to look at his somewhat anxious junior disciples.

He spoke unhurriedly:

"Even if it’s Poshun, is there no way for us to eliminate him? Why are we in such a panic?"

Hmm.

He was actually quite flustered.

But in front of all the junior disciples, he couldn’t afford to panic.

In the Tao Furnace Realm, he could reveal his vulnerability and helplessness since elders would back him up, but outside, he couldn’t show such weakness.

If he faltered, then real trouble would arise!

Seeing him so calm.

The sword cultivators quickly regained their composure.

Normally, they wouldn’t be so unsettled, but Li Ye’s reputation was like the golden child to them, even providing the food they consumed...

"What should we do now?"

"Let’s directly employ the power of Exterminate Immortal..."

"How about we obliterate the sun?"

They certainly had their trump cards.

And they were cards they could play to flip the table without hesitation.

As long as all living beings here were moved away, crushing this place with ’Exterminate Immortal’ wouldn’t be difficult.

"Hold on."

"Let me see if I can communicate with Brother Li outside of this realm, then we’ll decide."

Wei Qingye caressed his chest, communing with the sword mind.

A moment later.

His expression suddenly became strange.

He gestured to the surrounding junior disciples: "No need to worry anymore."

"Just wait... to receive something."

This statement left the surrounding sword cultivators perplexed.

Huh?

Everything’s fine now?

But isn’t that Poshun? A being capable of confronting even a Buddha, and even a single manifestation of its power should be very dangerous... shouldn’t it?

Yet, since the senior brother said so.

They could only bewilderedly prepare.

Only Wei Qingye continued to gaze at the distant sun, lost in thought.

...

"Spirit Leaf Venerate."

"What are you looking at?"

A majestic yet mild voice sounded in Li Ye’s ears, unshakeable and unavoidable.

At this moment.

Having donned a monk’s robe, revealing half his chest, Li Ye sat quietly on the Treasure Lotus Platform. Upon hearing the words, he lifted his head, picking a flower with a faint smile:

"I see auspicious lights here, yet the world is plagued by calamities."

"Starving the mortal beings, both you and I bear guilt."

He directly gazed at the ’Buddha’ seated in boundless light, not performing the customary hand gesture but rather casually plucking a lotus from the Eight Treasure Pool.

Though the lotus glimmered with colorful light, it shone with nine colors, not quite disharmonious with the surrounding auspicious light, but appearing more noble.

Earlier, upon arriving here, he was discovered by the ’Demonic Buddha’ here, initially planning to abandon his wounded Magic Body, but unexpectedly, a nine-colored glimmer softly flickered.

That Dharma Method originated from the Heart Lotus Suffering Relief Method he had learned long ago.

This Dharma Method belongs to the Taiyi Suffering Celestial Lord.

Never before had he felt such resonance.

But suddenly, it emerged—That Taoist Sect powerhouse assured his Divine Soul would remain intact, and the ’Demonic Buddha’ here would pay the price, whatever it might be.

If Li Ye contributed three parts cultivation, he’d attain seven parts happiness.

—In other words, the more Li Ye gathered, the happier he’d be.

This shocked Li Ye.

He had never before sensed attention from a Taoist Sect powerhouse, but now here it was appearing.

Yet that power was certainly genuine.

It truly was the Taiyi Suffering Celestial Lord...

Amid his shock, he promptly pivoted, using his pierced Magic Body as the foundation, conveying a thread of his Divine Soul into that ’sun,’ or rather the Demonic Buddha’s Blissful World, devising ways to relocate items.

As for posing as ’Spirit Leaf Venerate,’ he didn’t mind much, the Buddha being akin to Tao anyway, especially since these were Demonic Buddha incarnations of Bhikkhus rather than genuine Bodhisattvas or Arhats.

However.

His sole concern was.

Why had the Taiyi Suffering Celestial Lord suddenly glanced upon this site?

In life, it liberates from disaster, in death, it delivers salvation.

Is this place linked to life or death?

—"Spirit Leaf Venerate."

The grand voice recaptured Li Ye’s attention.

The immense form seated in the endless auspicious light seemed to gaze upon him, an overwhelming presence akin to a world overshadowing him, threatening to engulf him.

Beneath the flooding radiance lay inescapable black-purple Demonic Qi.

Seemingly possessing only a dazzling exterior, yet a heart blackened.

"Without suffering, how can one savor joy."

"Now beings flounder in suffering, promised eternal adoration, reciting sutras for longevity."

Around him, those arrays of Bhikkhunis, Bhikkhus, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, all focused their gaze on him, as though dissenting would mean defying the Buddha, warranting cast into Hell.

The nine-colored lotus in his hand emitted a subtle light.

Li Ye felt the pressure on his back receding like a tide.

He lowered his gaze modestly, subdued his resistance, clasped his hands, and sighed:

"The Saha World, flourishing beings, now trapped within calamity’s sway, it’s enough.

I ask for nothing else.

I only wish to vow a great wish.

To alleviate suffering and hardship, to come at the call.

I implore Buddha Lord to bestow upon me thirty-six... Golden Core Sands."

Upon hearing ’Golden Core Sands.’

Not only the ’Buddha Lord,’ but even the surrounding Arhats and Bodhisattvas expressed anger, exclaiming: