Chapter 395.1: Do You Still Need a Buddha?

Bai Baixiang was shaken, and Half-Buddha's heart also began pounding wildly. He’s partly Bai Ze’s master?

He took another glance at Canary and Ning Tao. "Do you also come from the Land of Buddha?"

Maybe this senior came from the Land of Buddha but left after becoming attached to worldly affairs?

Still, claiming to be Bai Ze's half-master was too bold a statement. Even True Buddhas wouldn't dare claim to be his master. Qi Yuan’s courage was enormous!

Qi Yuan embraced one woman on each side as he showed off to the Half-Buddha. "Do I look like someone from the Land of Buddha?"

His sense of superiority was overflowing. After all, this Half-Buddha appeared like a lifelong bachelor.

The Half-Buddha was puzzled. Not from the Land of Buddha? But before descending to the lower worlds, the Great Sun Bright Buddha's disciple had never left the Land of Buddha. How could he possibly have been this man's disciple?! Was this man bluffing? If so, it was easy to understand.

As a Buddhist cultivator, the Half-Buddha naturally understood that worldly people possessed countless desires. Even he was no exception. Wasn't becoming a True Buddha also an obsession?

Bai Baixiang, who was still in shock, mustered her courage. "Senior, could it be that you are the Blood Master?"

Her voice trembled with excitement. If he were the Blood Master, then everything made sense.

Somewhat surprised, Qi Yuan turned to the girl. "There are young people who still remember the Blood Master?"

Sincerity was the ultimate technique. Besides, there was no point in hiding one’s identity inside a game.

Bai Baixiang cried as she rushed toward Qi Yuan, "You really are the Blood Master, Grandpa!"

Before she could reach him, Ning Tao froze her in midair.

Ning Tao frowned. "You smell of sweat. Besides, my husband is still young!"

The Half-Buddha was stunned, revealing a look of astonishment. The Blood Master? He had heard of the man. A legendary figure from nearly ten thousand years ago in the Flowing Wind World, capable of shaking the entire world. Regardless, no matter how legendary he had been, hadn't he only reached the Fifth Realm, Violet Palace? How on earth did he become so powerful?!

Tempering a Yin Spirit and breaking through the divine apertures were both extremely time-consuming processes. Of course, with the power of incense to assist their cultivation, cultivators in the Land of Buddha could make breakthroughs much faster. Even so, after ten thousand years, Half-Buddha had only advanced from Step One to Step Two of Heaven-Treading.

Qi Yuan stared at Bai Baixiang curiously. "How did I suddenly get a goddaughter?"

She said excitedly, "Grandpa, my master is White Crane! She's your goddaughter, don't you remember?"

A white crane appeared in his memories. She belonged to White Supreme Palace. Back when Qi Yuan sat in the City of No Return and swept across the world, White Crane had not only shamelessly called him her godfather but also told everyone that Qi Yuan was her godfather. He had never acknowledged it.

He looked at Bai Baixiang as though she were an idiot. "I'm human. Your master is a bird. Can a human give birth to a bird? Therefore, she isn't my daughter. At present, I only have two daughters!"

Bai Baixiang froze. That actually sounded reasonable. She quickly said, "No, my master is your adopted daughter!"

"Why are you just as shameless as your master?" He stopped dwelling on the matter. "Is your master still following Bai Ze?"

Bai Baixiang shook her head, clearly clueless about the matter.

The Half-Buddha chimed in, "There are still three months until the Myriad Buddhas Assembly begins. By then, Buddhist Son Bai Ze should appear there."

Qi Yuan seemed delighted. "Oh, a convention for single men?"

Wouldn't that mean he could go beg for alms?

The Half-Buddha seemed embarrassed. Just for saying that, he deserves a beating!

His expression was filled with reverence and excitement. "Senior Blood Master, please refrain from speaking recklessly. When the Myriad Buddhas Assembly convenes, True Buddhas from the upper world may listen to the Buddhist debates and jointly select a Holy Buddhist Son."

The Land of Buddha had been locked in endless warfare. Now, there was finally a chance to unite and end the conflict! As a cultivator of the Buddhist path, Can Tuo, the Half-Buddha, was naturally pleased.

Qi Yuan asked, "What use is a Holy Buddhist Son? Can they obtain Divine Methods for free?"

A plan immediately formed in his mind. Begging for alms was too troublesome. Why not invest in Bai Ze and help him become the Holy Buddhist Son? Wouldn’t his success translate into an infinite supply of Divine Methods?

"Yes," Can Tuo answered.

"Do you think Bai Ze has the appearance of a Holy Buddhist Son? How about all of you support him?"

Can Tuo's expression became strange. "Buddhist Son Bai Ze does indeed have a chance. However, he lost the Great Sun Golden Lotus and will likely be held accountable unless he can recover it."

Qi Yuan’s expression also turned odd. It seemed that becoming the Holy Buddhist Son would be difficult for Bai Ze. After all, Qi Yuan had swallowed the Great Sun Golden Lotus long ago to forge his Immaculate Golden Physique. How could he possibly return it?

Just then, Qi Yuan thought of something and secretly asked Can Tuo, "Do you still need a Buddha Ancestor?"

Can Tuo was dumbfounded. He dared not answer that question. In fact, he couldn't answer it.

Ever since the Great Sun Bright Buddha passed away, the True Buddhas of the Fifth Heaven had refused to acknowledge one another. The Land of Buddha had no Buddha Ancestor at all. Selecting a Holy Buddhist Son was merely a temporary measure to unite the Land of Buddha and halt the conflicts. However, a Holy Buddhist Son couldn’t possibly become the Buddha Ancestor.

Can Tuo said hesitantly, "Well... I suppose one is needed."

He dared not discuss such matters casually. If a True Buddha sensed it, he would suffer terribly.

Qi Yuan said excitedly, "I have a friend. He's very handsome and has great affinity with Buddhism. I'd like to recommend him to become your Buddha Ancestor. What do you think?"

Cold sweat appeared on Can Tuo's forehead. He was now certain that Qi Yuan was not a Mythic. What Mythic cultivator would dare speak so boldly?! Qi Yuan had to be a Heavenly Venerable! Still, Qi Yuan was reckless for descending personally into a lower world!

Can Tuo said carefully, "Senior, I don’t dare discuss the matter of the Buddha Ancestor. To become the Buddha Ancestor, merely being handsome is not enough. Profound Buddhist understanding and winning the respect of all Buddhas are necessary as well. Moreover, you must shake the entire Land of Buddha and spread Buddhist light throughout the land."

Becoming a Buddha Ancestor was not that simple. The Land of Buddha even possessed True Buddhas of the Major Principle realm, yet none could command the same respect as the Great Sun Bright Buddha.

Above all, to become the Buddha Ancestor, one had to be recognized by a certain Creation Treasure—the Land of Buddha itself. The entire Land of Buddha was actually a Creation Treasure. To this day, only the Buddha had ever gained its acknowledgment.

Yet Qi Yuan asked expectantly, "I think some of my friends qualify for the requirements you mentioned. How about helping me recommend them to your higher-ups?"

He felt like he was being quite generous. Unable to bear seeing the Land of Buddha leaderless, he recommended several candidates for Buddha Ancestor. To avoid making the other party uncomfortable, he even employed an advanced sales technique known only to sales managers: giving them multiple options.

It was just like asking someone in a restaurant whether they wanted green tea or milk. Most people would choose one of the options. On the contrary, if someone were simply asked whether they wanted a drink, they would refuse.

Can Tuo dared not refuse, lest the unhinged Blood Master beat him to death. "Well, perhaps I can ask?"

After all, Qi Yuan’s behavior was simply too strange and incomprehensible. For example, earlier, he had insisted on talking with the insignificant old woman for so long.

Qi Yuan said, "That's fine, just ask for me."

Even if no answer came, he could simply ask directly during the Myriad Buddhas Assembly. Surely all the Buddhas would understand his sincere intentions?