In the Western Regions, there lies the Pure Land of the Buddha Country.
It is an expansive and boundless territory. The sky seems to be bathed in a peaceful golden glow all year round. Pagodas stand in great numbers everywhere, temples are solemn, and the sound of Buddhist chants lingers in the air, never ceasing.
The rich power of faith transforms into tangible incense and vows, permeating the heavens and the earth.
Here, the Buddhist sect is the supreme ruler.
Hundreds of millions of believers offer pious tributes, and the luck of the sect is long - lasting, with unfathomable heritage.
The Buddhist sect in the Western Regions is not a monolithic entity. There are many internal factions, but externally, they jointly revere two supreme holy lands - the Great Thunderclap Temple and the Sumeru Ancient Monastery!
The Great Thunderclap Temple is located on the peak of the Spirit Mountain in the center of the Western Regions. It is rumored to be the place where ancient Buddhas preached the scriptures.
Inside the temple, there are also relics left by generations of eminent monks, enshrined in the stupa, with their light shining in all directions.
The Sumeru Ancient Monastery is located in the far - western part of the Western Regions.
The inheritance of this ancient monastery is even more ancient. It is said to point directly to the origin of Buddhist Dharma. The old monks sleeping in the monastery are mostly ancient monsters that have existed since ancient times. They are the real mainstays and the foundation of the Buddhist sect.
These two holy lands jointly support the transcendent status of the Western Regions' Buddhist sect on this land.
Even the immortal holy lands and ancient families in other regions would not easily provoke these Buddhist great - powers who seem compassionate but actually have unpredictable means unless it is absolutely necessary.
However, at this moment!
In an ancient and isolated secret realm deep within the Sumeru Ancient Monastery.
Under a bodhi tree that has been withered for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, several old monks in tattered cassocks, looking as gaunt as dried corpses, seem to have remained motionless since ancient times.
Suddenly!
In the void in front of them, a golden glazed lamp, fueled by the wishes of sentient beings and with the law of causality as its wick, a very unique pale - golden soul fire in the lamp suddenly flickered.
Then, with a "puff" sound, it went out completely!
The lamp itself also "clicked" and cracked a shocking gap!
"Has the reincarnated body of our Buddha, the predestined Buddha Son, fallen?!"
An ancient thought full of endless majesty and anger exploded in this space like a world - destroying thunderclap, making countless Buddha seals in the void flicker.
"Where is Liaoyin? Where are the Guardians?!"
Another more violent will, as if containing the killing aura of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, roared. Just the aftershock of the voice made the extremely solid void in the secret hall crack like glass, with dense black cracks appearing!
Silence, deathly silence.
The life - soul lamp representing Fakong had completely gone out and shattered, and the life - soul lamp belonging to Liaoyin Buddha also slowly went out after a moment.
The result was obviously self - evident.
"Fakong is the reincarnated body chosen by the Tianji Ancient Buddha!"
The first majestic will slowly revealed the truth, with a trace of barely perceptible regret and boundless anger in the voice.
The Tianji Ancient Buddha once reached the peak of the quasi - emperor realm and was the mainstay of the Buddha Domain.
Ten thousand years ago, due to approaching the end of his lifespan, he fell into a deep sleep, using endless thoughts and the power of faith to nourish his soul!
Before falling asleep, he said that he would return ten thousand years later in the body of a "Buddha Son" with a natural Buddha heart that perfectly matched his Great Dao.
For this reason, the Buddhist sect searched hard for many years. Decades ago, in a small country on the border of the Western Regions, they found Fakong, who had just been born.
This child could speak Buddhist scriptures at birth, and there was a pale - golden "Ji" character Buddha mark between his eyebrows, which perfectly matched the ancient Buddha's prophecy!
He was the predestined Buddha Son, the key to carrying the future hope of the Buddhist sect!
Each ancient Buddha who had survived from ancient times, at the peak of their power, had a terrifying cultivation base of at least the quasi - emperor realm, or even the peak of the quasi - emperor realm!
Their return meant that the Western Regions' Buddhist sect would possess the supreme heritage to determine the world and intimidate the heavens!
To ensure the smooth growth of Fakong, the Sumeru Ancient Monastery not only poured in a huge amount of resources but also sent the Liaoyin Buddha, who had already reached the peak of the Saint King realm for many years, to act as his Guardian, never leaving his side!
Who could have imagined that in this Emperor's Tomb, with Liaoyin's protection, Fakong, the "Buddha seed" that carried the Buddhist sect's hopes for over ten thousand years, actually fell?!
The ten - thousand - year plan had failed at the last moment!
Although they also had a backup plan, the Little Buddha Huiming, the degree of compatibility with the Tianji Ancient Buddha still lacked that crucial Buddhist charm compared to Fakong.
A slight difference might be the difference between heaven and earth, and the perfection of the ancient Buddha's return would be greatly reduced.
"Investigate!"
The violent will roared again, with the killing intent almost taking on a tangible form.
"Immediately start the investigation! Use all means to trace back the cause and effect and divine the heavenly secrets!
I'd like to see who is so bold as to dare to touch the person chosen by our Western Regions' Buddhist sect!"
The Buddhist sect dominates the Western Regions and has a heritage that spans for ten thousand years. Its foundation is so deep that even those immortal holy lands are in awe of it!
"How many years has it been? No one has dared to so blatantly kill our Buddhist Buddha Son."
"This is a feud that cuts off the foundation of our Buddhist sect. It's a feud of life and death!"
The majestic will slowly added, with a cold and determined voice:
"Immediately bring Huiming back and protect him strictly. There must be no more mistakes. From today on, the number of his Guardians will be increased to three Saint Kings!"
"As for the murderer who killed Fakong..."
The two wills reached an astonishing consensus at this moment, and the cold killing intent filled the entire secret realm:
"No matter who he is, who stands behind him, or what his background is, once identified, there is no need to capture him or interrogate him."
"Just execute him directly, annihilating both his body and soul as a warning to others!"
"Let the entire Xuanhuang Great World see what will happen to those who offend the heavenly might of our Buddhist sect!"
As this decree full of killing aura was issued, outside the secret hall, among the several powerful auras that had been waiting quietly for a long time, a particularly majestic figure slowly opened his eyes.
This was an old monk in a simple gray cloth cassock. The aura faintly emitted from his body made the surrounding void twist and submit!
He was at the late stage of the Great Saint realm!
With such a cultivation base, even among those immortal holy lands and ancient families, he would definitely be a grand - elder - level figure like the mainstay of the family. Usually, he rarely showed himself and would not appear unless it was a disaster to exterminate the family.
At this moment, he was alarmed by the fall of the Buddha Son Fakong.
The old monk slowly stood up and took a step forward. His figure disappeared from the spot and merged into the void.
Only a faint murmur was left in the air.
"The Eastern Regions, Wilderness State..."
At this moment, in another seemingly ordinary broken wall in the Emperor's Tomb, Gu Changge, who was taking a walk with Xuanyangzi, paused slightly.
His deep eyes, as if capable of reflecting the entire universe, calmly looked in the direction of the main hall where Xiao Ruobai and the others were.
Although separated by numerous Emperor's Tomb prohibitions and the void, everything that had just happened was as clear as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
When he saw Ling Xi burning her origin to perform the "Path - Cutting Finger", Xiao Ruobai and the others seriously injured and on the verge of death, Liaoyin Buddha using the Buddha relic to save his life and escape, and then being gently killed by Little Black, Gu Changge's eyes remained calm, as if it had nothing to do with him.
But at the moment when the old monk set off, Gu Changge's gaze, ignoring all the obstacles in the Emperor's Tomb, directly penetrated the endless void and was cast towards the land bathed in Buddha's light in the Western Regions.
His gaze penetrated through the numerous temples and saw through to the innermost part of the Sumeru Ancient Temple, the secluded and ancient secret realm.
"A bunch of hypocritical and corrupt old bald donkeys."
"Good."
Gu Changge withdrew his gaze and no longer glanced at the Western Regions, as if it had become a non - existent past.
Chapter 4!
I still owe one chapter. I have something to do and need to go out now. I don't know when I'll be able to update Chapter 5 today.
Don't wait for me. If I really can't finish it today, I'll make it up tomorrow morning.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?