People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 428 Desiring to Cross the Three Heavens, Questioning the Two Saints!
Within the Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Jieyin and Zhunti sat cross-legged on the golden lotus of merit, radiating boundless golden light, uttering Daoist sounds, their tongues blooming like lotus flowers, expounding the eight hundred heterodox teachings of the West.

Under their preaching, which incorporated Western characteristics, wherever they went, a few disciples of the Jie Sect would suddenly feel a flash of wisdom in the back of their heads and follow behind the Golden Lotus of Merit, thus entering the Western Sect.

When they arrived not far from Daoist Duobao, they were followed by thousands of Jie Sect immortals, making a great spectacle.

These immortals of the Jie Sect all had a radiant light of wisdom behind their heads, bathed in golden light, and their faces showed signs of profound enlightenment.

"Young friend, you have an affinity with the West, why not join my Western sect..."

Jieyin looked at Duobao Daoren, his smile growing even more compassionate; his main target this time was Duobao Daoren.

Although obstructed by the calamity energy, even a sage who can peer into the river of time would find it difficult to see the future.

However, the two Western Saints had been planning for the great prosperity of the West for countless years, and they could vaguely sense that Daoist Duobao played a crucial role in the great prosperity of the West.

If we can convert Duobao now, even if we push Tongtian Jiaozhu to the brink and force him to attack them regardless of Yuanshi Tianzun, it will still be a huge gain.

But before the guide could finish speaking, they saw an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard riding on the back of a blue ox, as if taking a leisurely stroll.
In reality, however, each step covered a vast distance, and in just a few steps, he arrived beside Daoist Duobao and bowed to the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti.

"This humble Taoist priest, Li Er, greets you two fellow Taoists."

This old Taoist was none other than the Master Zhiwo of the Taiqing Saint. Although his cultivation had not reached the Saint realm, his status was equivalent to that of a Saint, so it was reasonable for him to call Jieyin and Zhunti fellow Daoists.

Li Er's gaze swept over Jieyin and Zhunti, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"Duobao is a disciple of my Xuanmen sect, how could he have any connection with the West?"

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions stiffened slightly. They were about to bring Duobao, a key figure, to the West when, unexpectedly, Li Er appeared out of nowhere.

With their cultivation level, dealing with one of the Taiqing Saint's corpses was not difficult; they could suppress it with a flick of their wrist.

But the Sage Taiqing might be watching from the center of the formation. If they dare to attack Li Er, the Sage Taiqing's divine power will likely fall on their heads in the next moment.

Among the Six Sages of Heaven, the Sage Taiqing is undoubtedly the number one. Even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be able to defeat the Sage Taiqing.

Moreover, the Sage of Taiqing is currently watching the battle between the Master of Heaven and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and is also observing the evolution of the Three Realms in the primordial world.

If they provoke the Supreme Saint Taiqing at this time, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun might get angry.

After much deliberation, they exchanged a glance, and the Guide nodded to Li Er, his face regaining its compassionate smile.

"Since you say we are not destined to be together, then we are not destined to be together."

After saying this, Jieyin and Zhunti bypassed Duobao and the others, and flew off in other directions.

Although I was unwilling, I had no choice but to accept it.

If we can't convert Duobao Daoren now, there will be other opportunities in the future. But if we try to force Duobao to convert and end up provoking the Taiqing Saint, then it would be a losing proposition.

If this matter disrupts the evolution of the Three Realms in the primordial world and offends Dao Ancestor Hongjun, then it will be an even greater loss.

For the sake of the bigger picture, they ultimately decided to let Duobao go for the time being. If Duobao really had a connection with the West, they would definitely find another opportunity in the future.

"call!"

Seeing the two Western Saints retreat, Daoist Duobao breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the Tongtian Sect Leader is fighting a great battle with the Primordial Heavenly Lord in the center of the great formation, if the two Western Saints really attack him, he will not even have a chance to resist.

Just a short while ago, he almost fell for the trap, thinking that he had a connection with the West and that joining the Western religion was the right path.

Even though the two Western saints have passed away, he still feels that his path to enlightenment lies in the West.

He didn't even know if this was a divine revelation or the influence of the two Western Saints' supernatural powers.

But what is certain is that if given a little more time, the two Western saints will convert to the Western religion.

Fortunately, Li Er appeared in time and helped him force the two Western Saints to retreat, thus resolving the crisis.

"Thank you very much, Master Uncle..."

Duobao bowed to Li Er, about to thank him for his help.

But before he could finish speaking, he saw Li Er throw out a Wind and Fire Futon, which took him in and disappeared.

Li Er looked at the fire-and-wind prayer mat in his hand, his expression unchanged, but a glint of light flashed in his eyes as he muttered to himself:
“What you say is true. You do have an affinity with the West, but you can also be used by my Xuanmen.”

Then, Li Er's gaze swept across the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and he rode his green ox slowly forward, disappearing into the formation without a trace.

at the same time.

After meeting Li Er, Jieyin and Zhunti noticeably quickened their pace, intending to convert as many disciples of the Jie Sect as possible and send them back to Mount Sumeru to secure their gains.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the place where the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was originally set up.

At this time, the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation had been broken by Yuanshi Tianzun, and the Three Immortals were facing off against Chijingzi and others.

Upon seeing the arrival of the two Western Saints, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, Chijingzi, and the others all frowned slightly and retreated in unison, their faces showing vigilance.

The two Western Saints glanced at Chi Jingzi and the others, their eyes flickering, but in the end they turned their gaze to the Three Immortals, their smiles growing even more compassionate.

“You three young friends have a connection with my Western Paradise. Why not come to my Western Paradise and cultivate the supreme Dao?”

If possible, the two Western Saints would naturally want to bring Chi Jingzi and the others to the West as well.

Now that the Antarctic Immortal and the Yellow Dragon Taoist have had their three flowers on their heads and five qi in their chests removed, and Chi Jingzi and Dao Xing Tianzun are also seriously injured, it is the best time to take action.

But the Chan Sect only had a few disciples, and Taiyi Zhenren and Yun Zhongzi had both perished.
If the four members of the Chijingzi sect were also converted, Yuanshi Tianzun would likely have to join forces with Tongtian Jiaozhu, which would truly be a loss.

For the sake of the bigger picture, they set their sights on the Three Immortals of Sanxiao.

Within this grand formation of ten thousand immortals, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao displayed exceptional brilliance. They paid almost no price to remove the three flowers on the head and the five qi in the chest of the Antarctic Immortal and the Yellow Dragon Daoist.

Although they borrowed the power of the formation, the formation is also part of their strength. The Three Immortals' achievements are no less impressive than those of the Golden Spirit Mother.

Moreover, the three Xiao sisters were all outer disciples of the Jie Sect, so the price to be paid to convert them would be less.

But at that moment, a figure dressed in a bright red Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of Bixiao, blocking the view of the two Western Saints.

"Yang Xuan?"

Zhunti frowned slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. The area within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was currently the most concentrated place of primordial calamity energy; even Houtu couldn't possibly deduce what was happening here.

Unless Houtu's attention is constantly focused on Yang Xuan, even if Yang Xuan recites Houtu's name, Houtu will not be able to know what is happening here.

If Jieyin and Zhunti join forces during this rare opportunity, they can convert Yang Xuan in no time.

At that time, no matter how unhappy Houtu was, she could only trap them on Mount Sumeru and beat them up for a few eons. Compared to the benefits brought by converting Yang Xuan, it was nothing.

Once Yang Xuan joins the Western Sect, wouldn't everything he does in Heaven and the Underworld become a boon for the Western Sect?

"Since you've delivered yourself to our doorstep, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Jieyin and Zhunti's minds raced, and they quickly made a decision, their golden light growing even brighter.

However, Yang Xuan seemed unaware of the impending danger, nor of the intentions of the two Western Saints. He maintained his calm demeanor, bowed to them, and asked earnestly:

"May I ask the Sage, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao were originally disciples of the Jie Sect, and were also the Three Venerables of Heaven and Earth who sent children to the world in response to the heavens and the underworld. Why would they have a connection with the West?"

Did the Sage ever inquire about this "fate" with His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, the Earth Goddess, and the Sage of Heaven?

Upon hearing this, the surroundings immediately fell silent. Whether it was the Three Immortals or Chi Jingzi and the others, they all looked at Yang Xuan with disbelief.

Although they also disapproved of the actions of the two Western Saints, Jieyin and Zhunti were, after all, saints and seniors.

No matter how much they disliked someone, they could only keep it to themselves and couldn't say it out loud.

Now, Yang Xuan not only said it aloud, but also attached the titles of two sages.

It must be admitted that their courage far surpasses that of others.

Even the Antarctic Immortal, who had a past conflict with Yang Xuan, after a brief moment of astonishment, looked at Yang Xuan with a hint of barely perceptible admiration.

What they didn't know was that as Yang Xuan finished speaking, a gaze containing boundless power silently fell upon the two Western Saints.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was engaged in a magical battle with the Primordial Heavenly Lord, turning the surrounding space into chaos, and he had no time to pay attention to the outside world.

In a battle of this magnitude, even cause and effect are obliterated. Even if Yang Xuan directly recites the name of the Tongtian Sect Master, it will not be able to pass through this battlefield and reach the Tongtian Sect Master's ears.

But Houtu is different. Ever since the incident at the Sea of ​​Blood, when Zhunti personally blocked Yang Xuan's path and almost converted him, Houtu has constantly devoted a wisp of her mind to Yang Xuan.

Whenever Yang Xuan is in danger, Houtu will be able to sense it immediately.

Moreover, before Yang Xuan arrived, he recited the name of Houtu. Only after receiving a response from Houtu did he have the confidence to speak to the two Western Saints in this way.

Having powerful backers gives you that much confidence!
Yang Xuan was simply cautious in his actions and did not do things he was not sure of, not cowardly. With Houtu backing him up, he had nothing to fear, even when facing the two Western Saints.

If the two Western Saints were truly so shameless as to attack a mere Great Luo Golden Immortal like him, then Houtu would have a reason to act as well.

As long as he isn't instantly killed, he'll be fine.

Having the two Western Saints convert Yang Xuan was without any pressure; it was something they were happy to see happen.

But if the two Western Saints were to kill Yang Xuan, they might not dare to do it.

Yang Xuan now possesses boundless pure energy of the Five Virtues, and is also blessed by numerous energies from the Heavenly Court, the Underworld, the Human Race, the Dragon Race, the Phoenix Race, the Demon Race, and the Sun Star.
It's practically a walking nuisance. Even a saint would suffer damage to their cultivation if they were to kill it.

Especially the two Western Saints, who already owed Heaven a great deal of merit and karma. If they were to kill Yang Xuan, they might lose their sainthood. How could they dare to make a move?
Moreover, Yang Xuan is not entirely without the ability to protect himself. He has many spiritual treasures by his side and can mobilize the power of the Nine Cauldrons Formation in the Nine Provinces. It is impossible for the two Western Saints to kill him instantly.

Even if he were to be instantly killed by the two Western Saints, given his status in Heaven and the Underworld, Houtu and Haotian would still find a way to rescue him from the River of Fate.

Yang Xuan is a person with immeasurable merits; even if he truly dies, returning from the river of fate will be much easier for him.

With the help of Houtu and Haotian, it won't be long before they are resurrected.

It was based on these considerations that Yang Xuan did something that seemed rather irrational.

He had long understood that if he wanted to make the divine way flourish, secure his position as the master of the divine way, and then use the divine way to establish the commercial order, he was destined to be unable to coexist peacefully with Buddhism.

Since that's the case, and now that someone is backing you up, why should you wrong yourself?

Just as Yang Xuan had predicted, things couldn't possibly go as the worst possible way.

In fact, Houtu's reaction was even greater than Yang Xuan had imagined.

As soon as Yang Xuan uttered Houtu's name, Houtu's murderous gaze fell upon the two Western Saints, making no attempt to conceal her attitude.

If you dare to make any moves, I dare to tear Mount Sumeru down!
If these words had come from someone else, the two Western Saints might have hesitated, but Houtu was different. She had already proven with her actions that she truly had the ability to dismantle Mount Sumeru.

This made the two Western Saints look unpleasant, and they even felt somewhat wronged.

They just came over and said "it's fate," without doing anything yet, and Yang Xuan came over and retorted to the two saints.

As a result, before they could even react, Houtu gave them such a stern warning. Who could they complain to?

Should we seek out Houtu or Tongtian?

Although they were indignant, after careful consideration, they decided to swallow their anger.

They can't defeat Houtu and her group; there are already records to prove this.

As for Tongtian... they've converted so many disciples of the Jie Sect. If they really went to Tongtian to reason with him, it would be strange if Tongtian didn't fight them to the death.

However, if they just let this matter go after being questioned so directly by Yang Xuan, a junior, where would their face be? Did he really think they didn't care about their reputation?

"Young friend, you certainly have some courage." Zhunti narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of danger.

"Considering you are a junior, I will not stoop to your level. I would never bully the weak..."

As he said this, a sneer echoed in his ears, causing him to pause slightly.
But his skin was thick enough that his expression remained unchanged; he only paused for a moment before continuing:

"I have long heard of your profound cultivation, young friend, and your connection with Maitreya of the West. Today, I will take this opportunity to let my disciples experience your supernatural powers."

Zhunti narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly. As a saint, if he were to attack Yang Xuan, Houtu would certainly not stand idly by.

But if it's a friendly competition between peers, what can Houtu say?
Seeing that Houtu did not refute, the Taoist Zhunti gently waved his sleeve.

Four Great Golden Immortals from the Western Sect—Maitreya, Moonlight, Mahasthamaprapta, and Lingji—flew out, their figures growing larger as they each held a magical treasure. They stood in a row, silently watching Yang Xuan.

(End of this chapter)