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"Halt!"

He Hentian stood with one hand on his waist and the other pointing at Abbot Xuan Si, "Listen well, because I will only say this once! Release Shangguan Yunyue immediately, or else I will lead a million-strong army to storm the mountain!!!" As he said this, He Hentian increased his volume, "And I will continue to amass troops, ten million, a hundred million... no matter the cost, I will exterminate the Myriad Buddhas Sect!!!"

Such arrogant words!

Such a wild attitude!

All members of the Myriad Buddhas Sect changed their expressions and glared at He Hentian with hateful eyes. If looks could kill, He Hentian would have been slain countless times already.

Abbot Xuan Si took a deep breath and then said in a heavy tone, "You're just the Crown Prince! There's the Emperor above you. Does he know what you're doing? Would he agree with your decision?"

"Definitely!" He Hentian said without hesitation, "No matter what decision I make, the Emperor will spare no effort to support me!" He Hentian spoke with conviction, though deep down he had his doubts—Would the Emperor really support me if Liu Yifei found out?

"Fine! Let's assume the Emperor supports you!" Abbot Xuan Si continued, "Have you thought about the consequences of your actions? While the Myriad Buddhas Sect may not be famous, it has a long heritage and profound depth. Its disciples are all tough and unyielding. Even if you send a hundred million troops, the disciples won't submit. They will fight to the end. Even if you win in the end, it will be a pyrrhic victory, severing your very Yuan Qi!"

"I don't care about that at all!"

"Do you truly not care? Don't forget that this world is governed by three major Races. If the Human Race's strength greatly diminishes, the Demon Race and Demon Clan would surely take advantage of the void. Then the Human Race would face the danger of extinction, and you would become the eternal sinner of the Human Race!"

"Don't try to scare me."

"I'm not scaring you, these are hard truths. I advise you to think it over carefully. Don't act impulsively. The Ancestor once said, 'Impulsivity is the devil.' Decisions made in haste are often regretted."

"You probably don't understand the kind of person I am," He Hentian said with a grin, "I do things based solely on what I like, never considering the consequences. Even if I might regret it later, I will go ahead without hesitation."

Abbot Xuan Si frowned. He had expounded so many principles, and He Hentian wasn't listening to any of it? How did such a stubborn person become the Crown Prince? If someone like him became the Emperor, wouldn't the Human Race be in danger? But then again, dealing with such an unreasonable person was also a headache.

"Enough talk! If you want to avoid war, prevent the Human Race's extinction, and preserve the Myriad Buddhas Sect, then just release her obediently," He Hentian said sharply. "I'll give you the time it takes an incense stick to burn to consider. If you don't give me an answer by then, I'll lead the million-strong army to attack." He said these words firmly and with an unwavering tone.

He Hentian wasn't joking, he was serious! If the Myriad Buddhas Sect didn't release the hostage, he was ready to command the troops to attack—without any hesitation! As for what might happen afterward... that was not his concern.

Seeing He Hentian standing up for him so staunchly, Gao Fei felt very touched, and even a bit guilty deep down. He had resorted to despicable means to alter He Hentian's memories, "incompletely" so. To put it unpleasantly, Gao Fei was currently exploiting He Hentian's feelings... Gao Fei resolved in secret that in the future, he would treat He Hentian very well and make up as much as possible to He Hentian.

...

Abbot Xuan Si gathered all the elders and heads of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage to discuss countermeasures.

"Why put up with this insolence? If you ask me, just fight! Slaughter them!" a hot-tempered monk shouted loudly, "We can all perish together if it comes to that, who is afraid?!"

"We mustn't act rashly," another monk shook his head, "The official forces are formidable, and once war breaks out, it is the Myriad Buddhas Sect that will suffer. Unless absolutely necessary, it is best not to go to war."

"I'm in favor of starting the war! Attack first and talk later; as for what comes after… we'll see. If we can win, we'll keep on fighting; if things look bad, we'll find a way to stop the war."

"Easy for you to say. Once the war begins, it'll be a fight to the death. When desperation kicks in, stopping the war won't be so easy. Even if we want to stop, the government will definitely not agree."

"This won't do, that won't do, so what do you suggest we do?"

"Don't ask me, I have no idea."

Everyone was chattering away, making quite a racket.

"Enough, quiet down!" Abbot Xuan Si snapped, "I called you all here to discuss strategies, not to listen to your bickering."

"May I say a few words?" Monk Xuan Wu, the head of Damo Court, cleared his throat: "We have two options to choose from. First, we could go to war without further ado; second, we could bow our heads in submission and release Shangguan Yunyue. Let me analyze the pros and cons of both options. You all judge if my analysis makes sense. If we choose the first option, it's satisfying and shows our backbone, but the consequences could be severe. If we lose, we might never recover and Myriad Buddhas Sect could be destroyed. With the second option, it's frustrating and we might never recover the lost Shariputra, but it would avoid a war. Myriad Buddhas Sect could continue to gather strength and develop quietly. Then, someday when Myriad Buddhas Sect is strong enough to firmly suppress the government, we could stand up and seek revenge."

"Hmm." Abbot Xuan Si nodded appreciatively, "Brother Xuan Wu's analysis is very spot on. Everyone should learn from him! When facing issues in the future, use your brains and think calmly. Don't panic, don't get flustered, don't bicker. Quiet your mind, analyze carefully, and you'll always find a solution."

"Abbot Brother is giving me too much credit," Monk Xuan Wu said modestly, "I merely spoke off the cuff... "

"No need for false modesty," Abbot Xuan Si waved his hand, "Out of everyone here, only you hit the nail on the head. Considering your thorough analysis, I'm also unsure which option to choose. The first option is risky, the second is too frustrating."

"People live for their face, Buddhas vie for an incense stick's worth of reverence! I refuse to be humiliated!"

"Fine, you can go down and fight the enemy right now. If you die in battle, I'll collect your body."

"How dare you curse me to die!"

"It's not a curse, it's a kind reminder that with your ability, charging in would mean certain death."

"You bastard!"

"You're the bastard!"

As they talked, the quarrel resumed.

"Haven't you had enough!" Abbot Xuan Si, green with anger, bellowed, "Whoever continues to make a racket will go to the back mountain and face the wall for reflection! For at least a century!"

Face the wall for a century? Good heavens, that's practically a death sentence! All the monks cowed and hung their heads, no longer daring to make noise.

Abbot Xuan Si held absolute authority in Myriad Buddhas Sect. Every word he said became a "Buddha's decree," which everyone had to obey. He always acted as the Buddha's spokesperson and used the Buddha's aura to suppress those around him.

"Since we can't reach a consensus, let's make a decision by vote," Abbot Xuan Si thought of a not-so-great solution: "The minority will follow the majority. When voting, be very careful and think it over because your vote could very well determine the survival or extinction of Myriad Buddhas Sect."