Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2546: 251: Counterattack (Part 2)
“To join in this game, you naturally cannot know of those two.”
He shifted the topic right before the massive shadow could respond, asking with curiosity:
“Does senior hold a grudge against the Tibetan Bodhisattva?”
‘Bu Gui’ appeared mildly taken aback, with another flicker of bewilderment in his gaze:
“A grudge? It feels like I cannot recall…”
Sensing the turmoil within this senior’s thoughts, Wang Ba lightly knitted his brows.
Yet, he swiftly spotted a perfect opening and abruptly declared:
“Senior’s cultivation level must be extraordinarily lofty; legends say that regardless of how distant the past, memories ought not to fade. In junior’s view, this predicament might not stem from harm to the True Spirit, but rather from the interference of countless beings’ thoughts while pursuing the Ghost Immortal path.”
“Maybe altering the approach could allow senior to recall memories from past and present existences.”
“Interfered by the thoughts of myriad beings?”
The enormous shadow ‘Bu Gui’ paused, as if struck by sudden insight from Wang Ba’s remark, his eyes lighting up while he nodded involuntarily:
“Indeed, only a True Immortal possesses an almost eternal True Spirit; even in downfall, a single thought revives all past recollections, or else time erodes everything… Since our True Spirits fall short of eternity, merely drawing in human thoughts leads to failure and erosion by those very thoughts! No wonder I’ve never managed to perfect the Ghost Immortal realm or fully claim this corpse…”
Excitement and uncontainable delight colored his voice, as though Wang Ba’s casual remark had granted him revelation.
Wang Ba felt a touch of astonishment at these words. He hadn’t anticipated his fabrication would genuinely spark insight in this senior, yet he seized the moment without delay, promptly adding:
“If the True Spirits of these cultivators offer no advantage to senior, why not set them free?”
Upon hearing this, the colossal shadow ‘Bu Gui’ dipped his head slightly, fixing his immense eyes on Wang Ba. In that instant, his prior keen clarity returned, piercing through Wang Ba’s intentions at once before he shook his head:
“Are you seeking mercy for these rogue cultivators?”
“Truthfully, it’s unnecessary.”
“Across the vast Third Realm Sea, Mahayana achievers remain exceedingly rare.”
“The cultivators dwelling within me possess meager destiny and fortune; released into the Realm Sea, they might face utter doom, whereas here they at least hold prospects of reaching Crossing Tribulation.”
“Should they perish from age in this place, their True Spirits reincarnate inside me; so long as the True Spirit endures intact, resurrection awaits eventually.”
“In a way, they too attain immortality and indestructibility, beholding endless years—what differs from the Second Realm Sea?”
“Heavenly Dao embodies perfect equity, thus rendering it merciless.”
“I wouldn’t dare liken myself to Heavenly Dao, yet this represents their scant paths to endurance.”
“In exchange, they forfeit merely a slim shot at Mahayana—hardly a true loss.”
“I simply claim what is rightfully mine.”
Wang Ba listened and went quiet.
The logic holds firm; from ‘Bu Gui’s’ standpoint, his deeds pose no true issue.
Yet cultivators in Zhang’s Ruins forfeit all paths to loftier realms entirely.
For those unaware, compelled to yield their True Spirits to Zhang’s Ruins, such fate breeds deep despair and injustice.
Still, as the sole entity known to rival the Supreme True Buddha—and even offering aid—after careful consideration, Wang Ba chose silence.
Nevertheless, a lingering notion persisted in his thoughts: someday finding a mutually beneficial resolution, granting Zhang’s Ruins cultivators a glimmer of hope fitting his Ruins Master role, preserving ties, while providing ‘Bu Gui’ justification.
These concerns lie ahead. Without resolving the present clash with Supreme True Buddha, the future holds no relevance.
For now, he spoke no further, sending word to Cheng Lianzi and every cultivator in the ruins to soothe their unrest, then commanding them to retreat inside and guard the Taoist Field.
Without further delay, he acted.
Bowing to ‘Bu Gui’, his form vanished from the spot in a flash.
Precisely as he vanished.
In the distant Cloud Sky Realm, True Man Gai, Heavenly Monarch Chao, Kong Zen, and their companions got Wang Ba’s transmission.
Right now, a handful of Mahayana experts traded glances, catching the blend of gravity and thrill shimmering in each other's eyes.
They wasted no time; fresh off the battlefield and still not fully healed, they stepped back into the Teleportation Array.
…
Realm Sea's Void.
The location where the Reclining Buddha had rested stood utterly empty now.
Suddenly, Divine Patterns flashed in the remote void.
Moments later, a silhouette materialized from those Divine Patterns, flicked his sleeve, and released True Man Gai, Heavenly Monarch Chao, Kong Zen, and the rest.
True Man Gai, Heavenly Monarch Chao, and a few others had scarcely touched down before their eyes rapidly surveyed the area, faces tensing slightly, gazes tinged with disappointment:
“That Tianshang Buddha is truly cautious, having left so quickly already?”
Wang Ba's expression darkened faintly as his eyes scanned the surroundings.
The infinite void revealed no trace of the enormous Reclining Buddha, not to mention the Lotus Buddha Country.
A sense of surprise washed over him.
Considering Supreme True Buddha’s power, such wariness seemed unlikely unless…
Not just Wang Ba—True Man Gai and the others grasped this instantly too, their faces brightening in a subtle, inexplicable manner:
