Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 951: Buddha Flame Old Ancestor

"Ah, don’t mention it..."

Licking his lips, the Happy Buddha Ancestor snorted in fury, his face growing ever more enraged.

To think he had been shamed by just a Divine Monarch realm cultivator.

For a God King expert like him, this was utterly mortifying, leaving him no face to show.

"Come on, we’ve known each other for ages. If you’re in a bind, I’m here to help!"

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor chuckled as he spoke.

"Help how? You only ever show up as a clone, never your true body, so your power is restricted..."

The Happy Buddha Ancestor let out a sigh.

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor’s actual body is the Buddha Flame Root, its clones spread all over the Divine Land, with no one aware of where the real one hides.

Logically, such a fearsome colossal beast ought to be savagely brutal.

Yet astonishingly.

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor adores exploring the Buddhist Path deeply, boasting vast knowledge from countless sects and lineages, surpassing typical Buddha Sect practitioners in Buddhist Path mastery.

Through the years.

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor has consistently manifested in the world via a First Level God King realm clone, concealing his true form entirely.

Consequently, speculations about his true body’s cultivation level abound worldwide.

"Happy Buddha Ancestor, you’ve got it wrong. Though my clone lacks great power, it can provide you with tactics; at critical times, it might even assist in combat... wouldn’t you say?"

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor gave a humble smile, pressing his palms together.

"Ah, fine!

Truth is, I ran into a Yinfuti aboard the Celestial Boat of the Buddha Shrine’s Saintess..."

Unwilling to slight this longtime companion, the Happy Buddha Ancestor relayed the full story honestly.

"Good heavens, yet another Yinfuti has emerged?"

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor’s face darkened, he glanced around warily, then exclaimed in shock.

"Another one? What are you getting at?"

The Happy Buddha Ancestor frowned as he questioned.

From Buddha Flame Old Ancestor’s words, it appeared this Yinfuti wasn’t the only one?

How come he’d never heard about it?

"With another Yinfuti showing up, I’ll hold nothing back!

In truth, a ferocious Yinfuti is sealed deep inside the Jade Buddha Cave Sky..."

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor sighed while explaining.

"A Yinfuti exists in the Jade Buddha Cave Sky too? Where’d you learn this? Why’s it never been mentioned?"

The Happy Buddha Ancestor inquired, stunned.

"It’s a closely guarded secret, and the event dates back too far—millions of years, before you were even born..."

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor spread his hands with a light chuckle.

As the Buddha Flame Root, he possesses an almost endless lifespan, privy to numerous hidden truths.

"I get it, sort of..."

The Happy Buddha Ancestor nodded gravely, thought briefly, then queried: "They say Yinfuti are incredibly tough to redeem, the ultimate foe of our Buddha Sect. The Jade Buddha Sect boasts being among the top three powers, so after millions of years, did they manage to redeem that Yinfuti?"

"Hard to tell..."

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor flashed a cryptic smile, gazing into a specific spot in the void, his tone otherworldly: "Word is they succeeded, which is why at the Jade Buddha Sect’s current Grand Assembly of All Buddhas, they plan to reveal this!"

"Does the Jade Buddha Sect really possess that capability?"

The Happy Buddha Ancestor arched his brows, demanding icily.

Although the Jade Buddha Sect ranks among the three supreme Buddha Sect forces, its grasp of profound Buddhist Law falls slightly short of the Holy Buddha Sect.

Everyone recognizes this.

"Well... I wouldn’t know, but that’s the rumor anyway.

Since folks in their midst claim the transcendence succeeded, I’m heading over to witness it..."

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor chuckled gently, as if struck by a memory, shaking his head with a grin: "Incredible... the world holds such wonders—just redeemed one Yinfuti, and now another emerges. What an extraordinary event—how could I, this ancestor, miss out?"

"Haha, truly an extraordinary event!"

The Happy Buddha Ancestor burst into laughter as well.

Should two Yinfutis converge in the Jade Buddha Cave Sky, it would create a scene beyond imagination.

Maybe...

This new Yinfuti surfacing in Jade Buddha City could deliver a massive jolt to the Jade Buddha Sect too?

"Like you pointed out, despite your mighty realm, you failed to redeem that Divine Monarch realm young monk; evidently, transcending a Yinfuti doesn’t hinge on cultivation strength.

That Yinfuti is heading to Jade Buddha City this time for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty assembly—I bet it’ll get really exciting..."

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor spoke these words while yanking at Happy Buddha Ancestor’s robe, pressing urgently: "Which direction did the Celestial Boat fly? Hurry and lead me there, I must see if this guy truly has three heads and six arms!"

"What three heads and six arms? Merely a handsome-faced brat!"

Happy Buddha Ancestor snorted coldly.

"Haha, that pretty boy has cast a mental shadow over you!"

Buddha Flame Old Ancestor roared with laughter.

Happy Buddha Ancestor’s expression grew dark, he stopped talking, and hauled Buddha Flame Old Ancestor off into the sky.

Aboard the Buddha Shrine’s Celestial Boat.

Master Hongyun scanned the surroundings, beholding innumerable splendid and imposing temples rising majestically atop the countless peaks of the Land of Thousands of Buddhas, and cried out in awe.

"This Land of Thousands of Buddhas truly lives up to its name as the holy ground of the Buddha Sect—so many temples..."

Master Hongyun sighed deeply.

"After soaring for such a long time, have you detected your master yet?"

Ye Yun shifted the conversation, inquiring with a sideways glance.

"No, and I have no idea where my master has vanished to..."

Master Hongyun replied dispiritedly.

"It looks like once he learned of my arrival, your master hid himself away, too scared to appear!"

Ye Yun smirked lightly.

"Impossible! My master is a heaven-sent genius, his aptitude in the Buddhist Path unmatched through the ages, peerless in history..."

Master Hongyun proclaimed firmly.

Overhearing their exchange, the White-clothed Saintess kept her eyes shut, utterly still and composed.

Yoga Godlord opened her eyes right then.

"The top prodigies of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect in the Land of Thousands of Buddhas can be counted on one hand—what rank does your master hold? Does he even have a name?"

Yoga Godlord arched her brows, questioning icily.

Confronted by Yoga Godlord, a powerhouse of the God-honored realm, Master Hongyun showed clear trepidation, yet he drew a steady breath and boldly summoned an image into the void using his mana.

The projection depicted a monk in red robes, face hidden behind a mask, concealing his actual features.

"This is my master, senior—do you know him?"

Master Hongyun inquired with a quiver in his voice.

"How could I identify him behind that mask? Among the elite talents of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, no such covert figures exist!"

Yoga Godlord snorted disdainfully.

Evidently finding this young True God realm cultivator dull, Yoga Godlord stopped bothering with him and shut her eyes once more.

Throughout, the White-clothed Saintess never once opened her eyes.

"Master Hongyun, does your master always don a mask?"

Ye Yun questioned.

"Yes, I’ve never seen his real appearance..."

Master Hongyun threw up his hands in resignation, sighing: "I hoped someone here might recognize my master, but no luck... It seems he ditched the mask after arriving in the Divine Land."

Ye Yun sneered: "Your so-called master clearly never accepted you as a disciple—keep dreaming he’ll come save you!"

"..."

Master Hongyun’s face fell, he lowered his head and went quiet.

He appeared to grasp it fully now—the reality matched exactly.

His master had forsaken him.

Now he stood alone, without any backing.

The void trembled.

Two silhouettes emerged from it, floating high above the Celestial Boat.

"Happy Buddha Ancestor, didn’t I tell you to get lost? Why are you returning?"

Ye Yun demanded with a scowl.

As he spoke, Ye Yun’s eyes fixed on the yellow-robed monk.

This monk oddly stirred a subtle feeling of recognition in him.