Chapter 960 - 684: Wuchen Arhat

Three years passed by in the blink of an eye.

This day.

Above the Great Snow Temple, Buddha light suddenly soared into the heavens!

It was not an explosive burst, but rather a slow seepage from the depths of the void, instantly breaking through the sky.

Golden lotuses blossomed one by one from the emptiness, untouched by wind and snow, unstained by dust, with each step exuding fragrance.

The Brahma sound echoed mightily, like ancient Buddhist chants coming from the end of reincarnation, resounding throughout the vast Snowfield.

Outside the temple, the wind and snow suddenly stopped; inside, silence overwhelmed, all monks simultaneously looked up:

"This is—"

Someone gasped, their voice trembling.

"It’s the Arhat revelation ceremony!"

"Is... someone about to achieve the Arhat Fruit Position!"

An elderly monk guarding the temple looked up to the sky, his emaciated hands clinging tightly to the prayer beads, almost crushing them:

"Arhat Fruit Position... Is our Great Snow Temple about to give birth to another Arhat?"

Beside him, a young monk’s eyes widened, staring fixedly at the place where the Buddha light shone brightest and the golden lotuses were densest, pointing at the faint figure, babbling incoherently:

"It’s... it’s Master Wuchen!"

"It’s Brother Wuchen!"

A moment later, the surroundings erupted.

"A prodigious talent... Indeed, a prodigious talent!"

"Joining the temple for just over thirty years, from a mere outcast to this day..."

"In nearly dozens of generations at our Great Snow Temple, only Miao Shan Arhat has emerged, yet now... is it truly possible to welcome another?"

"But the Arhat Fruit Position is so profound, a journey of nine deaths and one life, who knows if success will be achieved this time?"

Within the discussions, there was reverence, anticipation, and also hidden worries.

The birth of each Arhat signifies the rise of a lineage’s luck and the stabilization of a temple’s foundation.

Though Great Snow Temple is nominally part of Spirit Mountain’s direct lineage, it ultimately rests in the Snowfield, its Dao fortune not considered top-notch.

Even though Miao Shan Arhat currently guards the mountain gate’s destiny.

But in recent dozens of generations, only this one has emerged.

Among the crowd, Wuxiang Recluse quietly stood, his aura slightly rising like gentle ripples on calm waters.

Not long ago, he had just broken through, stepping from mid-stage Master to late-stage.

At this moment, as he gazed at the descending Buddha light of Chen Sheng’s revelation, Wuxiang Recluse had no trace of jealousy on his face, nor a hint of disparity in his heart.

Everything was peaceful and liberating.

Back then, he had personally brought the yet serpent-bodied Wuchen back to the Great Snow Temple from the depths of the snowy mountains.

Now, just decades later, the other had soared to the skies, ready to attain the Arhat Fruit.

While he was still lingering in the Master Realm.

If it were someone else, their mindset would have long become unbalanced, resentful.

But what he practiced was precisely "Formless, Selfless."

Wuxiang Recluse smiled faintly, clasping his hands together, softly murmuring to himself, the sound being only audible to him:

"Unattached to form, unattached to fruit..."

"Others’ paths are others’ paths, one’s own Dao is one’s own Dao..."

"See the virtuous and strive to imitate, without envy or resentment, heart unbound, fearless, thus is true cultivation..."

...

At the same moment.

Above the void, the revelation radiance traversed the Cloud Sea, forcefully tearing through the vast sky.

Golden clouds in the sky burst open with a roar, auspicious energies poured down, lotus scent covered the vast Snowfield, Brahma chants rang through the nine heavens and ten lands.

Suddenly, between Heaven and Earth descended a vast, majestic, merciful, yet unfathomable pressure.

A Buddhist chariot from Spirit Mountain slowly broke through the void and arrived.

It did not speed but walked step by step in the air; with each step taken, a layer of golden lotus emerged in the void, and the world gained more Dao rhyme.

On the Buddhist chariot sat a figure.

Dharma Aspect solemn, treasures stern, surrounded by Buddha light as vast as the sea, unfathomable, a glance seemed to face the entire universe.

It was — the Great Brahma Mighty Bodhisattva!

Personally arriving at the Great Snow Temple, witnessing Wuchen’s Dao revelation!

As the chariot descended for a moment.

The entire Great Snow Temple’s atmosphere suddenly elevated, Dao fortune surged upwards, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi frantically converged and rushed, all flowing towards the revelation site.

Miao Shan Arhat hastily stepped forward, bowed respectfully, his tone filled with sincere gratitude:

"Bodhisattva’s compassion, personally arriving at the small temple, blessing the little disciple with Dao rhyme, Miao Shan is deeply grateful."

Part of the Sun Residence lineage, the arrival of the Great Brahma Mighty Bodhisattva held extraordinary significance, providing a forceful lift in atmosphere and increasing the success rate of the revelation.

...

In this dimension, the discrepancy in realms is as vast as heaven and abyss.

The influence of higher cultivators on lower ones is comprehensive and overwhelming.

When beings like True Monarchs or Buddhas seek the gold to realize their Dao, the atmosphere becomes terrifying, able to enshroud the entire world and invoke dimensional resonance.

If attributes align, even cultivators with ordinary talents can be driven by the aftermath to achieve Dao Foundation.

But if attributes clash, even if a Purple Mansion True Master reincarnates and reforms, their Dao Foundation can instantly collapse, cultivation disappearing without a trace.

Great Brahma Mighty Bodhisattva lowered his gaze, observing the figure deep within the Great Snow Temple in the midst of revelation, nodded slightly, and chuckled:

"No wonder you were willing back then, to expend all your Brahma skills, seeking a [Seven Treasures Brahma Void True Qi]."

"This child’s talent, perception, and temperament, are all top-notch."

"His foundation is stable, Dao Heart firm, even without my presence, his attainment of Arhat Fruit was ninety-nine percent certain."

Miao Shan Arhat chuckled modestly:

"Bodhisattva praises excessively, ultimately benefiting from Spirit Mountain and Bodhisattva’s light..."

During their dialogue.

At the center of the Great Snow Temple, Chen Sheng had reached the most critical moment of revelation.

He hovered above the lotus platform, his garments unmoving, his heart like still water, without a ripple.

Silently reciting, it is the fundamental practice of his life—"Void Ascension Heart Sutra."

The sutra flows, not in the mouth or ears, but in the Divine Soul.

"Void is not empty, ascension is not going... neither birth nor extinction, neither coming nor going..."

One thought arises, myriad laws follow.

A faint spreading at the forehead, a shimmering white relic slowly emerges.

Within the relic, the phenomenon of the Void Sun unfolds layer upon layer.

Darkness is born in the void, and light emerges amidst the darkness.

A glimmer hangs within the realm of the Formless, not competing with the sun and moon, nor vying with the stars for brightness.

That is the Void Sun, the sun within the void, the light amidst emptiness, existence within nothingness.

The Void Sun illuminates, revealing ascension.

Countless remnants of souls, grievances, obsessions, sorrows slowly dissolve under the Buddha’s light, returning to void.

Step by step, lotuses bloom, the lotus falls into the void, shapeless yet with form, formless yet with rhyme.

In the next instant.

All phenomena return to silence.

Buddha’s light, golden lotus, Brahma sound, ascension phenomena, Dao rhyme of the void...

All shrink inward at once.

All settle into that shimmering white relic.

At the center of the relic, emptiness is vast.

Right at that place of nothingness.

A three-inch Bodhi emerges from the void, slowly rooting, branching, and leafing out.

Unaffected by dust, not relying on water and soil, not nourished by heaven and earth... but basing on the Dao, with heart as the soil, with the Void Sun as the light...

As the Bodhi takes root.

The relic becomes like a celestial cauldron, all its flaws merging, leaving no crack.

At this moment.

At the pinnacle of the vast sky, deep within the starry dome.

The star of the Void Sun shines in its appointed position!

A pillar of Star Power disregards spatial distance, falling straight down, precisely covering Chen Sheng’s head.

Silent and void, yet heavy as heaven and earth.

Inside the relic, that three-inch Bodhi instantly blooms, with petals pure.

Flowers fall, fruit forms.

Precisely the Divine Technique "Wheel of Ascension"!

...

The Great Brahma Wei Bodhisattva’s eyes flash with golden light, he nods slightly, and gently sighs:

"Void Sun reflecting, the fruit position is perfected, the achievement is complete."

"Good!"

Miao Shan Arhat’s concerns and caution disperse entirely, replaced by a gentle, satisfied smile:

"Excellent, excellent!"

...

After a short while.

A humble Buddha’s light rises to the sky.

Chen Sheng stands in the void.

The Buddha’s light around him is entirely restrained, not revealing the slightest power, the Arhat’s golden body hidden within his form.

His gaze is clear, his breath steady, he steps forward, immediately transcending space, landing in front of Miao Shan Arhat and Great Brahma Wei Bodhisattva.

Hands joined, he bows in respect.

"Thank you, Master, for thirty years of dedicated support, for teaching and guiding, and thank you, Bodhisattva, for helping me ascend and witness the Dao phenomena, your disciple is eternally grateful."

The Great Brahma Wei Bodhisattva gently raises a hand, a gentle Buddha’s light lightly lifts him, preventing him from completing the bow.

"No need for such formality."

"Having attained the Arhat Fruit Position, you are already a direct successor Arhat of Spirit Mountain, not confined to one corner of Great Snow Temple, you may accompany me to Spirit Mountain for cultivation."

Miao Shan Arhat also speaks beside:

"Spirit Mountain’s Dao luck is abundant, its scriptures vast, with various Bodhisattvas preaching and discussing the Dao."

"The inheritance of the Sun Residence line, the pairing of Arhat’s Divine Techniques, Spirit Mountain keeps a complete record..."

Chen Sheng nods:

"I wish to go to Spirit Mountain."

The Great Brahma Wei Bodhisattva nods:

"Very well, bid farewell to the crowd at Great Snow Temple, and after a moment, you will accompany me on the journey."

...

Chen Sheng turns around, slowly gazing below.

Countless monks bow with joined hands, reciting the Buddha name respectfully in unison to see him off.

In the crowd, Wuchen also joins his hands, nodding slightly to him, a gentle smile silently sending him off.

Chen Sheng also slowly joins his hands, bows:

"Farewell, Master, farewell, senior brother~"

Miao Shan gently nods: "Go on, go on!"

Chen Sheng gently nods, facing the Great Brahma Wei Bodhisattva.

The Great Brahma Wei Bodhisattva smiles slightly, expanding the Buddha’s light, enveloping the surroundings.

"Let’s go."

In an instant.

Golden light wraps around Chen Sheng’s form.

Clouds carry him, Brahma sound accompanies.

With one step, he has already left Great Snow Temple, left the vast Snowfield.