Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me

South of Jiuhua City, Jiuhua Mountain.

With the appearance of the Great Infinite Buddha's Golden Body, arenas surrounded by Buddhist sutra Sanskrit floated in mid-air, arranged in neat rows.

The scriptures contain the sound of the Great Dao, and for those at the Unity Realm Stage, it is impossible to leave even a shallow mark on them, no matter how hard they try.

Around the arenas, grand stands stood tall, enough to accommodate various experts who came to watch the competition.

Although each sect's Unity Realm masters who were invited could strike at will, they did not sit in the stands but instead hovered above the arenas on their sect's magic treasures or spiritual pets, overlooking the scene below.

In the skies above Jiuhua Mountain, facing north but looking south, the Great Infinite Buddha presented the Immortal Artifact Spirit Mountain, where Buddhist Sect disciples gathered, chanting sutras silently.

As the leader of the Buddhist Sect, Sumeru Mountain is naturally a first-class sect, but it only has ten Buddhas. While these ten Buddhas are among the Buddhist Sect's Twenty Deva, only five of them truly possess the strength of a mid Divine Presence realm, while the rest are at the early Divine Presence realm.

Among the top five, only the top three, the Great Infinite Buddha, Emperor Shitian, and Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha, possess cultivation at the Divine Concealment level.

Although their numbers are not many, they rank within the top fifty of the Human Clan Lower Realm.

At this moment, in the courtyard at the peak of the Immortal Artifact Spirit Mountain, Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha stepped in, accompanied by a hidden aura of wind and thunder.

He stopped, turning his head toward the young monk standing quietly by the lakeside: "Fan Zhouxing."

The young monk, clad in white robes and wearing a string of Buddha beads around his neck, turned around, with delicate features and a transcendent and aloof aura.

Fan Zhouxing performed a Buddhist salute: "Fan Zhouxing greets Martial Uncle."

Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha asked casually: "Where did you go last night?"

Fan Zhouxing calmly replied: "Jiuhua City."

Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha chuckled: "Since when did you become so unruly?"

Fan Zhouxing did not reply, so Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha approached him: "You caused the death of Tianshui Buddha and also the abbot and head of Baima Temple, where's your compassion?"

"The Buddha knows my heart."

Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha's warm smile instantly disappeared: "Which Buddha? Emperor Shitian?"

Fan Zhouxing performed another Buddhist salute: "Disciple takes his leave."

"Zhouxing," Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha spoke softly: "Don't forget who gave you your life. If not for the Great Infinite Buddha..."

The footsteps behind gradually faded away, and Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha chuckled lightly, stepping into the side room, where he looked at the meditating old monk on the prayer mat.

Dragon Venerate Saint Buddha whispered with his head lowered: "The hour has come."

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In the sky dome, five flying boats of the Wandao Sect were stationed, with barriers appearing and disappearing around the central Fire Phoenix Boat.

On either side of the desk on the deck, Pei Wanyu played with the black chess piece in her hand: "Is anyone from Qingmiao Palace participating?"

"Yes." Xiao Yinruo responded: "The Ten Domains Martial Arts Competition is not a small stage, plus the Buddhist Sect's rewards are generous. It's a suitable stage to gain some worldly experience."

Pei Wanyu smiled noncommittally: "Though there are many participants, there aren't many first-class sect disciples."

"How many first-class sects are there in the world?" Xiao Yinruo placed a piece and said: "Your sights are too high."

"I can't help it; my disciple's strength speaks for itself."

Xiao Yinruo smiled: "That's true."

Not far away, Dongfang Xinglan, holding a book in her hands, glanced more at Xiao Yinruo.

This was a woman with a completely opposite temperament to Master Pei.

If Master Pei was charming, then Palace Master Xiao, who was equally as powerful as a Martial God, was simple and elegant.

Moreover, although Palace Master Xiao appeared calm and unworldly, the pressure she exerted through her words was not as overwhelming as Master Pei's.

Recalling Palace Master Xiao's earlier apology towards her, Dongfang Xinglan slightly frowned.

With their power being so immense, couldn't they simply set up a soundproof barrier with ease?

Why knock her out instead?

'Is there really no prohibition placed in my body by them?'

Dongfang Xinglan shook her head; after all, no matter how much she pondered, she couldn't come to any conclusion.

It just made her feel that beauty was not very appealing to Lu Jin'an anymore.

After all, he was accompanied by such two beauties.

Dongfang Xinglan lowered her head back to the book, when Master Pei suddenly said to her: "Your father."

Dongfang Xinglan immediately got up and went to the railing to look down, seeing Emperor Jianing, Emperor Yongxing of the Jiuli Dynasty, and Emperor Yuanhua of the Shenmiao Dynasty being accompanied by several Bodhisattvas as they made their way up the mountain.

She frowned slightly; the presence of Bodhisattvas seemed less like a matter of honor and more like surveillance.

What surprised her even more was that along the way, her father was chatting and laughing with many people from outside the border as if they had great relations.

She had never even heard of those people.

Father... is he so knowledgeable about those from outside?

Yet why on the court has he repeatedly emphasized that those outside the border are all uncultivated barbarians and enemies?

Dongfang Xinglan gripped the railing tightly, feeling an urge to go down and eavesdrop.

Pei Wanyu leisurely sipped her small cup of wine and suddenly asked: "Your Eastern Dynasty and the Buddhist Sect have known each other for a long time. Why, when you were being hunted by Minbao Mountain's demon hordes and martial monks, did those bald monks not recognize your background and call you a demon path?"

Dongfang Xinglan turned to look at Pei Wanyu: "Perhaps it was intentional, to use the reason of 'killing the wrong person' to kill me..."

At this, her voice paused, then she frowned.

To the Eastern Dynasty, those outside the border were barbarians, but to the Buddhist Sect, to the Lin Yuan Sword Sect, or the East Slope Confucian Academy, what was inside the border?

Criminals?

Dongfang Xinglan pursed her lips, recalling something: those who left the border through official documents had to go to the Divine Temple to pay respects to the Martial God upon returning to the country, and those who escaped the checkpoints would inevitably reappear there after a period.