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Although the Patriarch did not speak, the aura emanating from his body was too frightening, and Monk Hui Ming and the others could all feel the Patriarch's raging anger.

The Patriarch was angry, and the consequences were severe.

Reform!

A reform was necessary!

And it had to be a serious reform!

Disciples who usually performed well would be given special attention, while those who were sly and cunning would face strict punishment. Those who behaved badly would be directly expelled from the Myriad Buddhas Sect, even the elders were not spared from this constraint.

The Patriarch wrote in the void: I will be watching you from the shadows. If you dare to slack in your duties, I will punish you severely!

"Disciples would not dare!" Monk Hui Ming and the others hurriedly said: "We will strictly follow the Patriarch's decrees! Starting from tomorrow, we will begin the reform of the Myriad Buddhas Sect! We will eradicate all negative influences!"

Abbot Xuan Si also expressed his stance: "I now swear that if I cannot purge the corrupt qi of the Myriad Buddhas Sect, I will step down and no longer serve as the Abbot."

The other elders also expressed their support for the Patriarch's decision.

No matter what everyone thought internally, on the surface, they had to comply obediently!

The Patriarch continued to write in the void: Leave now! Do not disturb me unless it is something of utmost importance! After writing these words, the Patriarch closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to Monk Hui Ming and the others.

"The disciples take their leave."

Monk Hui Ming and the others bowed deeply and then exited the cave abode.

The Patriarch opened his eyes and shook his head slightly. He was disappointed, so very disappointed. In just a hundred thousand years, the descendants of the Myriad Buddhas Sect had become so degenerate… It was true that each generation was inferior to the last. If this continued, the Myriad Buddhas Sect would eventually perish.

...

At this moment, the day had already brightened, and the brilliant sunlight was shining over the land.

Day and night were two opposite sides, or rather, two extremes. Day represented light, while night represented darkness. Since ancient times, light and darkness have been in opposition; they cannot coexist.

Monk Hui Ming gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and said with immense relief, "Thank goodness the Patriarch appeared in time, otherwise... the Myriad Buddhas Sect would have been finished."

"Indeed." Abbot Xuan Si shook his bald head: "I never imagined that the Patriarch was still... alive. It's simply... unbelievable. Can a person really live for a hundred thousand years? It doesn't feel real to me." Why do mortals Cultivate Immortality? Isn't it to live a little longer? The higher your cultivation, the longer you live. In the Mortal Realm, reaching the Tribulation Crossing Period Great Perfection is the limit. Beyond that is Ascension. Even if you Cultivate Immortality to the Tribulation Crossing Period Great Perfection, you can live at most a few thousand years. If you're lucky, and you consume some amazing Spiritual Medicines, maybe you can live up to ten thousand years, yes, living ten thousand years is already a miracle. If someone can live for a hundred thousand years... then that's a miracle among miracles!

"The potential of humanity is limitless," Monk Hui Ming said: "The Patriarch... being able to live for a hundred thousand years must have a reason. As for what that reason might be, I have no idea..." Just now, inside the cave abode, Monk Hui Ming really wanted to ask, to inquire how the Patriarch had lived so long. The question was on the tip of his tongue, but then he swallowed it back down. He didn't dare ask, fearing that the Patriarch would become angry.

"If we could know the reason, could we also live for a hundred thousand years?" Abbot Xuan Si said.

"Enough, stop daydreaming," Monk Hui Ming waved his hand: "The Patriarch has given us a task, and we must complete it perfectly. We absolutely cannot disappoint the Patriarch." As he said this, Monk Hui Ming added, "Only by making the Patriarch happy might there be a chance he will tell us the secret of living for a hundred thousand years." Monk Hui Ming also wanted to live for a hundred thousand years.

"We should act quickly," said Abbot Xuan Si as he hurried off. He was the Abbot, the highest formal Controller of the Myriad Buddhas Sect. This reform was crucial to his fate. If the reform went well and the Patriarch was pleased, Abbot Xuan Si would gain many benefits. If the reform went poorly and the Patriarch became angry, then it would be his bad luck.

"We should also get moving. Let's all be spirited and vigilant during this critical juncture; we absolutely cannot afford to slack off now."

Monk Hui Ming, leading a group of elders, departed.

The Myriad Buddhas Sect's reform campaign kicked off with great momentum.

...

A few thousand miles away from the Myriad Buddhas Sect.

In a desolate mountain area, within a stumbled-upon cave.

Three people sat huddled together, speaking in low tones. These were none other than Gao Fei, He Hentian, and Duanmu Hong.

"Damn it all! Who was that baldy who suddenly showed up? How could he be so formidable? Even Senior Duanmu was no match for him!" He Hentian said through gritted teeth, "It infuriates me! We were so close to success and then this baldy jumps out and ruins everything."

"Indeed frustrating," Gao Fei said, his brows furrowed, looking downhearted.

In fact, the most enraged person was Duanmu Hong. She was an ancient Great Cultivator, having lived for hundreds of thousands of years. She thought she would commit a great slaughter this time, being invincible in the world. This was true at the beginning; she had Hui Ming and the others howling in defeat. But just as she was about to reap the fruits of victory, a baldy, who no one knew how many years he had lived, effortlessly defeated Duanmu Hong...

"With that baldy around, I can forget about getting my hands on the Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine," Duanmu Hong said every word deliberately.

"Just as I can't save Shangguan Yunyue," Gao Fei sighed.

"Damnit! Are we just going to take this lying down?" He Hentian glared and shouted, "You might swallow this grievance, but I can't! Tonight, I will go to the Myriad Buddhas Sect alone. I'd rather die in battle than live in disgrace!"

"What are you yelling for?" Gao Fei gave He Hentian a glare, "Does yelling solve anything?"

"I..."

"'I' what! You getting worked up now?"

"You..."

"'You' what! Am I wrong? Does your shouting fix the problem?"

"Then what do you suggest we do!" He Hentian looked at Gao Fei, fuming.

"I don't know," Gao Fei shook his head.

"You..." Just as He Hentian was about to speak, he was interrupted by Duanmu Hong.

"Enough, both of you stop arguing," Duanmu Hong said impatiently, waving her hand, "What's the point in making a fuss? Will it solve anything? It's just a baldy, what's there to fear? Tonight, I will go and take him down!"

"Ah?" Gao Fei was stunned, "Senior Duanmu, you're going tonight?"

He Hentian also wore a face full of surprise, as he thought that Duanmu Hong, having suffered a setback, wouldn't dare go to the Myriad Buddhas Sect again.

"Of course I'm going!" Duanmu Hong nodded with conviction, "I must get the Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine!"

"But that old monk is really powerful..." Gao Fei hesitated.

"Don't worry, I've already thought of a way to deal with him."

"Really?"

"Rest up. Gather your strength. Tonight we have a big fight ahead," she said.

Time flew by swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, it was dark.

Duanmu Hong, leading Gao Fei and He Hentian, fiercely stormed the Myriad Buddhas Sect. In less than half an hour, they left the Myriad Buddhas Sect; to put it more precisely, they fled. They were driven out by a 'little patriarch' who had lived for a hundred thousand years.

"Little patriarch, chase after them quickly! Don't let them get away!" Hui Ming called out in urgency.

The little patriarch glanced at Hui Ming indifferently, then turned and left.

"Uh..." Hui Ming was stunned. What was happening? Why didn't the little patriarch pursue the enemy? Was it mercy, or was there another reason?