Cultivation: Being Immortal Chapter 807

Lingjing Star, Wanfa Temple

A mystical mirror suddenly materialized in front of Bodhisattva Kongyan. It displayed Bodhisattva Puxiang clashing with Arhats and bizarre Space Battleships. Those Space Battleships baffled all the Bodhisattvas, for despite their profound wisdom, none could identify them.

The image in the mystical mirror soon faded away. The Arhats on site had employed spells to transmit the visuals, but it drained enormous energy and couldn't persist.

"Fellow Bodhisattvas, what are your views on this minor realm?"

"Senior Brother Kong Yan, this realm feels most peculiar. Its essence remains beyond our grasp."

"The Arhats report that these starry sky artifacts are merely low-to-mid grade treasures crafted by cultivators. How can they wield such might that even Brother Puxiang struggles against them?"

Various Bodhisattvas voiced their doubts. They prided themselves on deep knowledge of cultivation realms, where certain civilizations boasted superior forging arts, yet nothing approached this caliber.

"I have no clue myself."

Bodhisattva Kongyan shook his head, the reality escaping his comprehension entirely.

"Junior Brother Puxiang may have suffered defeat, yet we cannot allow it to impede the grand mission of Buddhism. Which brothers wish to venture into the Eastern Star Domain to investigate and disseminate our dharma?"

"I volunteer."

"I volunteer."

Following Bodhisattva Kongyan's call, over a dozen Bodhisattvas stepped forward eagerly. Their devotion to Buddhism burned fiercely; they viewed this not as peril, but as a chance to serve.

"Very well, proceed to the Eastern Star Domain. Beware, this realm defies prediction and differs from familiar worlds. Exercise caution. Our true power lies not in spells or arts, but in Buddhist teachings. Prioritize propagating the dharma on this expedition…"

Kong Yan warned them solemnly. Though aware of Puxiang's peril, he dismissed notions of dispatching Buddhist forces for conquest—that contradicted Buddhism's path.

Buddhism's standard method involves internal subversion. By seizing chances to preach, the faith wins over the masses. Once dominant, they claim righteousness, effortlessly toppling cultivator rule and reshaping the world into a Buddhist paradise.

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Blue Star, Huaxia

Lin Jiang brought back Puxiang with Cao Ying. That obstinate donkey Puxiang had a fit, almost enraging Lin Jiang. He'd assumed control over Puxiang, only to get duped, leaving his face darkened throughout.

Puxiang's location stayed top secret, so Lin Jiang escorted him straight to the Spiritual Energy Research Institute. Cao Wang and Liang Long arrived for a look. Liang Long now reigned as Huaxia's premier scientist, his team conquering nuclear fusion and quantum comms. In recent years, he'd mastered specialized expertise across numerous domains, earning the title of Huaxia's top polymath in nearly twenty scientific fields.

"Old ancestor, this is an extraterrestrial, isn't it? Feels exactly like one of us!"

"What else did you imagine?"

"Like Zerg, with huge eyes and green skin!"

Cao Wang remarked. "Movies always depict aliens that way, right? Dozens of theories exist on alien forms, but none humanoid and so similar to us."

"Recall Jiang Star's origins."

Lin Jiang noted casually that humanoid forms across worlds wouldn't shock him, nor uniform languages.

After all, countless realms stemmed from creators like Xia Qingshan, so cultural overlaps made sense.

"True enough. Should Blue Star face catastrophe and lose ties to Jiang Star, after millennia, with our records erased, we'd seem alien to them."

"Enough chatter. That bald donkey fooled me, and he'll pay dearly without an easy death. Study him thoroughly later."

Lin Jiang declared that tricking him demanded retribution, so they'd dissect him for experiments.

"Whoa, a Transmigration Stage test subject—first ever!"

"Cao Ying, rouse the bald donkey."

Lin Jiang approved, instructing Cao Ying, who promptly revived Puxiang.

Puxiang's eyes fluttered open, scanning the alien surroundings. The utter unfamiliarity twisted his features into a complicated mask.

"Puxiang, one final chance. Tricks demand consequences. The game persists, and you live on. Decided yet?"

"Amitabha, no need for more words. One who forsakes the world discards life and death. Upon demise, my true spirit ascends to Ling Star for eternal bliss with the Buddhas."

"Idiot, death won't free you via true spirit from my control. You'll scatter to dust."

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Puxiang fell silent, eyes closing peacefully as he bowed his head, embracing judgment. From the moment of deception, he'd foreseen this end. Yet betrayal of Buddhism remained impossible.

"Soul search him?"

Cao Ying suggested to Lin Jiang, sensing his waning tolerance.

"No, just finish him."

Lin Jiang refused, suspecting Buddhist tampering in Puxiang's spirit. Plus, secrets had safeguards, and basics were already gleaned by Arhat Huangyuan.

Cao Ying agreed, unleashed a spell, and swiftly terminated Puxiang. He met death serenely, stunning observers. Such poise from a Transmigration Stage master defied belief—they admitted their own inability. Attaining that realm proved arduous, heightening their value of life.

Lin Jiang ignored Puxiang's dissipating spiritual auras, destined as Xia Qingshan's sustenance anyway. Liang Long claimed the corpse—a prime specimen too valuable to waste.

Liang Long returned promptly; his team handled details. He noted Lin Jiang lingered for more discussions.

"Our clashes with Lingjing Star weren't defeats. We felled one Tao Achieving and one Transmigration Stage of theirs, but never underestimate their might. Dozens of Transmigration Stages and hundreds of Tao Achievings bolster them. Once adapted to our world for full-scale war, victory hangs uncertain."

"Thus, the Spiritual Energy Research Institute must prepare. Your priority: craft a weapon to eradicate most life on Lingjing Star."

"A planet-killer?"

"Similar. Planet destruction or life extinction suffices. This becomes our trump card, our assurance. Prolonged war favors them; we can't rival their numbers."

Lin Jiang explained that Blue Star matched in Tao Achievings, but Lingjing Star's reserves exceeded. Attrition spelled doom, so a decisive blow was ideal.

"Planet-killers demand immense research. Even shattering the Moon poses challenges. For Jiang Star-sized worlds, hundreds of doomsday nukes barely crack it. Our tech falls short on energy."

"What of detonating in volcanic zones for colossal disasters?"

"Feasible. Unhindered, a hundreds-ton meteor strike on vital spots triggers quakes, eruptions, tsunamis—extinction-level for most species. Pure theory, though, nearly unattainable."

Liang Long noted that precise impacts could unleash cataclysms wiping planetary life, but practicality eluded them.

"I'll issue directives; execute them. Jiang Star's third resource shipment nears; I'll front the costs."

Lin Jiang committed, recognizing the hurdles in weapon development, demanding upfront investment. Blue Star strained at limits, craving respite, but Jiang Star's yields offered relief.

"Understood, Ancestor Lin."

Cao Wang and Liang Long accepted the mission. Clues like dark matter and converging studies promised potential breakthroughs to fulfill Lin Jiang's vision.

Lin Jiang wrapped up briefly and departed with Cao Ying. She'd earlier seized Bodhisattva Puxiang’s storage bag; its contents awaited examination.