This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 523 Clouds hang low as if the sky is about to fall, rain pours down as the sea begins to part
boom!
Amidst the drifting stars, evolving into the vast天地 (heaven and earth), atop a mountain range stretching for thousands of miles, a figure in red robes and white hair plummeted like a drop tower.

It crashed down the mountaintop, creating a large crater.

Centered on this point, violent energy swept across, howling winds parted the clouds for miles.

With a single wave of his hand, Xiang Yuan summoned the Queen Mother of the West, whose face was blurred and covered in blood. He slowly raised his fist and said, "Master, this is the seventh punch. I will forgive your scheming against your disciples as your teacher for a day, but you cannot spare a single punch for their grievances."

The fist imprinted down, causing mountains to collapse and dust and gusts of air to rise into the sky.

The terrifying force pierced through the world of star evolution, and black cracks spread down. First, the mountains and earth dragons rolled, and then they collapsed one after another, returning to the original appearance of the star sea.

Xiang Yuan stood on the stars, looking at the powerless Queen Mother of the West. Su Ran Sword Venerable had lied. It took seven straight punches and a headbutt to knock down the Queen Mother of the West.

Luckily he was cautious, otherwise he would have been fooled!

The Queen Mother of the West was first severely injured in her battle with the Six Goddesses of the Six Paths, and then lost two treasures, the West Kunlun and the Book of No Words. In her weakened state, she was no match for Xiang Yuan, who was blessed with destiny.

But from beginning to end, even when she was beaten so badly she couldn't stand up, she didn't utter a single sound.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand and summoned a sword from the starlight, which landed in his palm. He stepped forward, gripped the sword with both hands, and raised it.

He himself did not want to commit murder against his master, but today he had already torn off the mask of civility and offended him, so he had no choice but to go all the way down this path and offend him to the point of no return.

Xiang Yuan never considered turning hostility into friendship. He was well aware of his own eloquence; at most, he could advise Bai Wuyan not to stoop to the level of Su Ran Sword Venerable and persuade the Queen Mother of the West to give up the Six Paths Goddess. He couldn't do it even if he used all his strength.

I had to choose between the two options; I had no choice but to ask Master Jingyun to go on the journey.

Xiang Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them with a fierce glint in them. He plunged his long sword straight down, aiming it directly at the Queen Mother of the West's heart.

"You mustn't, Heavenly Emperor!"

With a snap, Xiang Yuan's longsword stopped sliding down his hand. He looked down in disbelief at Laozi, who was clinging to his leg, with a look of utter astonishment.

What virtue or ability do I possess to be able to have Laozi cling to my leg!

At this moment, Xiang Yuan's shock was no less than that of Buddha seeing Sun Wukong push Laozi headfirst.

The difference is that Buddha paid a high price to offer this place to people far away for free...

Even if it were free, my family is poor and I can't afford that much money.

"What are you doing, Laozi? Stand up and let's talk this out. You can't do this!" Xiang Yuan jumped aside and hurriedly helped Laozi up.

Although he enjoyed the feeling of being fawned over by Laozi, feeling a sense of exhilaration that made him feel invincible despite the vastness of the world, he knew he had to be realistic. Laozi's appearance fee was very high, and he couldn't afford to hire this actor.

Lao Jun helped her up without hesitation, pointing at the Queen Mother of the West, who was covered in blood, her red clothes mixed with blood, and said, "People say that husband and wife are one. If the Heavenly Emperor kills her, what difference is there between him and himself?"

Before Xiang Yuan could refute, the Queen Mother of the West coughed repeatedly, wanting to utter some curses, but could only vomit blood.

"Laojun is joking. There is no such thing as husband and wife being one. This is my master."

"Killing one's master is unacceptable!"

"Uh, I've already killed several Heavenly Emperors."

"Then let's talk about husband and wife as one!"

Lao Jun thought Xiang Yuan's words made sense and highly praised his act of killing his master, hoping that he would continue to work hard and one day kill all his masters.

Lao Jun, don't you want to listen to what you're saying? You are the Moral Celestial Venerable!

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes and dismissed the Star Sword in his hand. The moment Laozi appeared, he knew that the Queen Mother of the West was protected. Even if he was dissatisfied, he could not kill the Queen Mother of the West today.

Headache!

Xiang Yuan glanced at the aged and frail Laozi, whose bones were brittle and brittle, and imagined the scene of eliminating him right in front of everyone.

"Heavenly Emperor, the Queen Mother of the West is not someone you can kill, at least not now..."

Lao Jun raised his hand and gestured a fingertip's distance, telling Xiang Yuan to stop dreaming. Even if the Queen Mother of the West lay still today, Xiang Yuan couldn't kill her.

"We should at least give it a try..."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, then asked, "Since Laozi has said this, does he have any guidance? For example, could he cut it into five equal parts and suppress it at the four poles of heaven and earth?"

"The Heavenly Emperor is joking again. Couples quarrel in bed but make up before they get out of bed. There is no misunderstanding that cannot be resolved, and it would not have ended so bloodily."

"Laojun, there are really no couples here."

"some!"

Laozi nodded firmly: "This old Taoist once gave the Heavenly Emperor a choice: the marriage would either be gone or it would stay. The Heavenly Emperor chose to stay, which was his own decision."

"..."

How dare you say that? It was clearly your scheme!
Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Laojun, last time you said you didn't know about Baohua Realm, nor did you know who gave you the 'Tao Te Ching'. Why did you remember it today?"

"The Heavenly Emperor has wronged this old Taoist!"

Laozi replied logically, "This old Daoist only said he didn't know about the Treasure Flower Realm or who gave him the 'Tao Te Ching,' but he didn't say he didn't know about the marriage between the Heavenly Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West."

Holy crap, is this even possible?

Xiang Yuan stared wide-eyed, looking at Lao Jun from all angles, scrutinizing him for a long time before finally seeing the word 'morality' on Lao Jun's white-haired, youthful face.

He knew that he could never win against such a cunning and calculating person by arguing about cause and effect or reasoning. Even if he managed to win by a hair's breadth, the other party could still alter the reality of the three thousand worlds and win from the past to the future.

All this talk is pointless; they have no chance of losing.

Xiang Yuan curled his lip: "Laojun, I was being presumptuous. May I ask, Laojun, how should we deal with the Queen Mother of the West?"

"The Heavenly Emperor has finally acknowledged this marriage."

"..."

I didn't, I just couldn't argue with you.

Xiang Yuan sighed: "Laojun, I respect your impeccable virtue and character, which is why I will not say more. You should also know what my true thoughts are."

"The Heavenly Emperor slandered the body of the Queen Mother of the West."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!"

Xiang Yuan's expression turned serious. He was furious that Laozi was maliciously slandering him by relying on his wisdom and courage. He used to have some thoughts about it, but that was just a love of beauty, something everyone has. Now it's different; he's not tempted at all anymore.

"Your Majesty must know that the Heavenly Court cannot exist without the Queen Mother of the West. She is one of the fundamental elements for transforming the illusory into the real. Without her, where would Your Majesty find another mother to rule over all things? Without the foundation to suppress all things in the Three Realms, how can we talk about transforming the illusory into the real?"

Laozi spoke without warning, whether true or false: "When the time comes, the will of Heaven will not be complete, and the Three Realms will only have a temporary, false prosperity, yet they will still be unable to escape the great calamity of destruction. The life or death of all living beings will be in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor. I urge you to be cautious!"

Is it true or not? It's just a broken engagement, how did it suddenly become a catastrophe sweeping the world after you mentioned it?

It's not like no one has ever broken off an engagement before, and they still managed to live a good life...

Oh, breaking off an engagement is indeed a great way to cultivate the protagonist.

Xiang Yuan, looking embarrassed and listless, said, "Laojun is right. So tell me, how should we deal with the Queen Mother of the West?"

"Tonight is our wedding night."

"..."

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes and said irritably, "There is no Heavenly Emperor in the Qianyuan Realm. Even if we consummate our marriage tonight, the Queen Mother of the West will just be the Queen Mother of the West. There will be no so-called Queen Mother Goddess."

"That's true."

Laozi nodded and then said, "Just because it doesn't exist now doesn't mean it won't exist in the future. In my humble opinion, we should first suppress the Queen Mother of the West in the Thirty-Sixth Heaven. Once she changes her mind, the Heavenly Emperor can then discuss the marriage with her."

"Laojun, the Thirty-Six Heavens cannot suppress the Queen Mother of the West."

"That's right, doesn't the Heavenly Emperor know about this?" Laozi asked in surprise.

"..."

Xiang Yuan didn't speak, pondering that the Thirty-Six Heavens were originally impossible, but after Laozi said that, it suddenly became possible.

"There is one more thing that the Heavenly Emperor may not know. As the saying goes, husband and wife are one. What belongs to the Queen Mother of the West is what belongs to the Heavenly Emperor, and what belongs to the Heavenly Emperor is also..."

"No need, this is enough." Xiang Yuan hurriedly called for a halt, not wanting Lao Jun to continue.

"The Heavenly Emperor's words are law; whatever you say goes. This old Taoist will obey the Heavenly Emperor."

The Supreme Lord Laozi abruptly stopped, offering no further comment. He pointed to the Nine Immortal Mountains of West Kunlun, then to the Wordless Book of Kunlun sealed by the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation, and finally to the Queen Mother of the West, who was lying on the ground: "This thing, this thing, and the Queen Mother of the West herself, have all been incorporated into the Qianyuan Realm because the Heavenly Emperor acknowledged this marriage. They follow the will of Heaven and cannot be disobeyed in the slightest."

"Is it really that ruthless?"

Xiang Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, unsure whether Laozi was making things difficult for the Queen Mother of the West or threatening him to obey. He just felt...

The Queen Mother of the West was so pitiful; she and her magical treasures were all packed up and stamped with the character '向' (Xiang).

Xiang Yuan silently told himself that this was what the villain deserved, and there was nothing to pity. He then tried out the treasure he had lost for many years. With the blessing of destiny, the nine immortal mountains of West Kunlun responded to him, and the sealed Kunlun Wordless Book jumped out of the Reincarnation Mirror and obediently landed in his hand.

Even the phoenix hairpin sword regained its divine light, its clear and melodious sound echoing and dancing in the distance.

Too bad!
The content of cattle in Qianyuan Realm was already very high, but I didn't expect there was still room for improvement.

Xiang Yuan tried again, and his feet felt warm. The lost Yu Bi Yan Fu Men responded, and all the belongings he had painstakingly acquired with blood, sweat and tears returned.

"Whoo~~~"

Xiang Yuan breathed a huge sigh of relief. His savings for his wife were back, which was more important than anything else.

Suddenly, I realized that the only impressive thing about "Qianyuan Realm" is its cover; the story itself is quite pure and romantic.

Xiang Yuan waved his hand, sending the nine-layered immortal mountain of West Kunlun to the thirty-sixth heaven. The Jade Pool and the peaches of immortality were important assets of the Heavenly Court, which had been abducted by the Queen Mother of the West for many years. Today, they were finally returned to their rightful owners.

Considering that a monkey recently wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, emptying the entire Peach Garden and the Tushita Palace, it's clear that the Heavenly Court's security is rather weak. Such precious items as the Jade Pool and the Peach Garden should rightfully be placed in the Taiji Mengyi Heaven, under his personal supervision.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain of West Kunlun possesses the divine power to suppress all things, but there is an order of seniority and hierarchy. It cannot suppress the Three Pure Ones Heaven, nor can it suppress the Taiji Mengyi Heaven. Therefore, Xiang Yuan threw it into the Dragon Transformation Brahma Heaven.

The Queen Mother of the West is also imprisoned in this realm. She will release people when she comes to her senses.

Considering that she was engaged and not suitable to live in a dormitory, Xiang Yuan made a micro-management adjustment, moving the Jade Emperor, who originally lived in this realm, down one level.

Of course, outwardly, it was the Jade Emperor who took the initiative to move, to show his respect for the new shareholder.

The Kunlun Wordless Book and the Phoenix Hairpin Sword were carried by Xiang Yuan and kept close to his body. Whether from the perspective of him inheriting his master's teachings or from the perspective of Laozi and his wife being one, this action was reasonable and without fault.

"The Heavenly Emperor is merciful, and has once again yielded to the common people," Laozi praised.

"It's alright, but there are too many people who don't know how to behave, which makes me look bad... Lao Jun, please don't misunderstand, I was referring to myself, not to you."

Xiang Yuan said in a serious tone, "Look, because I, Xiang, am not behaving like a human being, the Jade Emperor has moved again."

"The Heavenly Emperor is courageous enough to admit his own shortcomings, which is a great virtue."

Laozi smiled and stroked his long beard. He exchanged a few more pleasantries with Xiang Yuan, then slapped his forehead, remembering that there were still soybeans frying in the pot. If he didn't go back soon, they would burn. So he hurriedly rode away on a cloud.

"He~~tui!"

Xiang Yuan spat on the ground and stomped on it twice: "Compared to the Moral Celestial Venerable, I am really too immoral. How can I be so shameless!"

……

the other side.

The six figures had different expressions, each with a lot to say, and they chose to talk to the one they were most familiar with.

"My disciple, you're one of us!"

"roll!"

"Old hag, your mortal enemy has been suppressed. Why aren't you smiling? Don't you like to smile?"

"roll!"

"This Guanyin Bodhisattva looks unfamiliar. May I ask your surname?"

"White."

"What a coincidence, the old lady with the yellow face also has the surname Bai... Well, we're all on the same side." Putting aside the Sword Master Su Ran who was jumping around and looking for fun, the remaining five were undoubtedly much more serious.

Bai Yue Jushi glanced at the five women in the room, his expression growing increasingly solemn. The nun really thought the young hero was indifferent to women. Bai Wuyan had a cold face, keeping everyone at arm's length. Apart from letting Su Ran Sword Venerable leave smoothly, she didn't say a word the whole time. Shang Qingmeng usually didn't speak, but when she did, she was ruthless. She looked at her master with disdain, dissatisfied with the way she was called "one of their own."

Xiao Lingyue secretly tugged at Chan'er's arm and transmitted her voice through her primordial spirit: "Sister Chan'er, there's something wrong with this new Bodhisattva. I won't be mistaken this time."

"You have no manners! Who are you calling 'sister'? You should call me 'Shishu' (a term of respect for elders)!"

"???"

"How stupid!"

Chan'er glanced at Xiao Lingyue with disdain, feeling disgusted at being on the same level as her. She felt that the IQ of the Six Paths Goddess had been lowered because of Xiao Lingyue's presence.

She explained the reason why the elders called themselves "Shishu" (a term of respect for senior disciples), saying arrogantly, "Listen carefully, your master's knowledge all came from the Queen Mother of the West, so he can be considered her disciple. Chan'er's recently deceased master, the Corpse Queen Mother, was the Queen Mother of the West. By all accounts, Chan'er and your Palace Master are of the same generation. If you also consider the time when you entered the sect, Chan'er deserves to be called 'Shishu' by you."

Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes at Chan'er, warning her that such words were only for private conversations and not for the palace mistress's face. The latter was already in a bad mood, and she shouldn't be rubbed salt into her wounds.

"Hehe, you're actually quite kind-hearted!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Wushuang Palace.

A small, secluded paradise in a cold pool.

After finishing the trivial matters of the reunification of the two realms, Xiang Yuan left the follow-up to Ji Wuzhou and came here immediately to comfort the wounded.

Although the White House ambassador didn't say anything, Xiang Yuan knew that her heart was aching.

thump!
In the cold pool, it swam back and forth, occasionally splashing water, trying to attract the rich woman's attention.

The effect was mediocre. Bai Wuyan sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, her back to Xiang Yuan, and remained silent, as if she did not know he had arrived.

Xiang Yuan leaped out of the water, trying to dispel the Cloud-Woven Heavenly Garment, but failed. She then touched her fragrant shoulder, but it slipped away again.

What should we do in this situation? Leave quietly and let it be?
That definitely won’t work!

With his innate superhuman strength, Xiang Yuan directly lifted Bai Wuyan into his arms and entered the water to begin their dual cultivation.

Because of his overly forceful attitude and complete disrespect for the White House leader, coupled with the latter's already bad mood, he immediately attracted a barrage of scratches and claws, and it took him quite a while to finally achieve a state of dual cultivation.

Two hours later, Xiang Yuan leaped out of the water, manually removed the unruly Cloud-woven Heavenly Robe, and took a white towel to gently wipe the water stains off the jade.

Bai Wuyan, with a cold face, said sarcastically, "Why is the Heavenly Emperor here in my shabby Wushuang Palace instead of accompanying your Queen Mother of the West in the Thirty-Sixth Heaven? Are you trying to make fun of me?"

"The White House is overthinking it. You saw the situation back then. If Xiang is not persuaded by Laozi, he will be persuaded by Laozi's reasoning. Rather than waiting for him to throw a punch, I'd rather give myself a dignified way out."

Xiang Yuan shook his head slightly, his hands still moving: "Besides, if I really wanted to arrange a marriage, I wouldn't be punching the Queen Mother of the West in the face with every punch."

It's not that I'm being hypocritical after getting a good deal. I can't say what I thought before, but now I really don't care about this marriage anymore.

In Bai Wuyan's eyes, the pretty boy's words were a classic case of getting a good deal and then acting innocent.

She snorted coldly, about to mock him, when Xiang Yuan suddenly grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

"In my heart, the White Palace Master is the Queen Mother of the West, who is high above me and can look me in the eye with disdain," Xiang Yuan whispered in Bai Wuyan's ear.

Bai Wuyan froze, her body went limp, and though she was overjoyed, she didn't want to admit it: "I am not the Queen Mother of the West, nor do I want to be the Queen Mother of the West."

Bai Wuyan closed her eyes. The name "Queen Mother of the West" annoyed her now. Besides her previous clownish behavior, which made her want to leave the Qianyuan Realm whenever she thought about it, there was also the sudden change in her identity as a reincarnated person.

They became acquainted with Sword Master Su Ran...

It's really upsetting.

Bai Wuyan couldn't think of any words to comfort herself. How could she say something to make herself happy? On the bright side, she had indeed achieved her wish and become the one who controlled reincarnation?
Yes, we really have it under control.

“If the White Palace Master doesn’t want to, then he doesn’t want to. But if you do want to, I, Xiang Yuan, can be the Heavenly Emperor, and you can be the Queen Mother of the West,” Xiang Yuan continued in a low voice.

A knowing blow.

Bai Wuyan's lips curled slightly, but sensing something was amiss, she instantly suppressed the thought and relentlessly sneered, "Do you mean I am the Queen Mother of the Heavenly Emperor, or do you include them?"

Just as I was about to hear Xiang Yuan's excuses, my chin was lifted up by a palm.

Xiang Yuan raised his hand to lift Bai Wuyan's chin, turned her around, looked at her for a moment, and then leaned closer.

Kissed!
It's soft and slightly cool.

After the kiss ended, Bai Wuyan glanced to the side and whispered, "How dare you!" Xiang Yuan pursed his lips, seemingly still wanting more, and leaned down to kiss him again.

The atmosphere was just right, so I tried to recite a poem.

Unexpectedly, inspiration struck, and one poem was simply unstoppable.

A thunderclap rises from the sky, and ten thousand pearls fall from the jade dome. The earth surges with torrents that engulf the marketplace, and the sky hangs down silver threads that weave a curtain.

"In an instant, the clouds parted and the sky was clear, and a rainbow streaked across the blue sky."

"The thunder chariot strikes furiously, shattering the cloud formation; the waterfall crashes back, opening the gates of heaven. In the rain, ten thousand ravines rush forth in a fierce struggle; before the wind, a lone goose cannot fly in formation."

"The clouds hang low as if the sky is about to fall, the rain is heavy as the sea begins to open."

"Dark clouds, like ink, fail to obscure the mountains; white rain, like leaping pearls, scatters wildly into the boat. A sudden gust of wind sweeps across the land and disperses them; below the Wanghu Tower, the water stretches to the sky."

These are all verses inspired by the scenery. Judging from the realistic descriptions in the poems, it is clear that the rain at Wushuang Palace was quite heavy today.

Snapped!
"presumptuous!"

Bai Wuyan tightened the collar of her Cloud-woven Heavenly Robe. She had just been nestled in Xiang Yuan's arms, completely captivated by his sweet words, and hadn't been too shy to be coy. But she turned on him faster than flipping through a book. As soon as she pulled up her pants, she turned around and slapped Xiang Yuan.

That was quite forceful!

Xiang Yuan didn't take it seriously. Seeing Bai Wuyan leaving in a hurry, as if she was fleeing in a sorry state, he thought it was interesting. He covered his face, made a wronged expression, and quickly followed after her.

I just bought this luxury car, so I still need to break it in.

After a few steps, Xiang Yuan silently retreated back to the Cold Pool Cave, turned a corner, and escaped from the Peerless Palace.

There's no other reason than that the lady is currently at the White Lotus Palace, waiting for her master's sister to give her a lesson!
White Lotus Palace.

Sensing that Xiang Yuan's aura had left and that he was running away very fast, Bai Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief. She had been caught off guard and had her innocence ruined by the pretty boy. She couldn't have been more regretful now. Her mind was in a mess, and she was afraid that the pretty boy would chase after her.

Thank goodness I didn't follow!

On second thought, the pretty boy left so easily, it was heartless. She was blind, her mind clouded by sweet words.

Why didn't you keep up?
These thoughts are for later. Bai Wuyan looked ahead with a cold face. Xiao Lingyue sat upright on the futon, her eyes lowered and her attitude very respectful.

Unlike Chan'er and Shang Qingmeng, Xiao Lingyue truly respects her teachers and elders. Even though her teachers and elders are now her own people, she still shows the filial piety that a disciple should have.

I came to Wushuang Palace today to ask about cultivation, but that was just a side thing. My main purpose was to see Bai Wuyan. I know my master is in a bad mood, so I came here to get scolded so that I can cheer him up.

Bai Wuyan had something to say, but she was also suspicious. Fortunately, she had an icy persona and always had a frosty expression, never showing a kind face to anyone. Now, with her stern face, there was no flaw to be found.

However, there was a subtle allure in her eyes, magnified by the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, making her incredibly captivating.

Having just experienced lovemaking, lacking experience, unaware of the changes within themselves, they thought they had concealed it well.

Therefore...

After a brief eye contact, Xiao Lingyue snorted coldly, stood up, and left.

"Your disciple is overthinking it. Your sister is doing well and isn't feeling so bad."

Xiao Lingyue walked step by step, and when she passed the gate of the White Lotus Palace, she slammed the gate shut and turned around to glare at her, saying, "Tomorrow, I will bring Senior Sister Cheng to pay her respects to Master. Since Wushuang Palace moved to its new home, she has not yet paid her respects to Master. She is so unfilial!"

With a bang, the door slammed shut, and Bai Wuyan, who had been sitting expressionlessly, trembled slightly.

Inside the White Lotus Palace, all was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Yinshuang, Daoxue, and Qingzhuying lowered their heads and didn't dare to breathe, behaving with utmost obedience.

After a long while, Bai Wuyan slowly spoke: "Yinshuang, how is your cultivation level now?"

"Master, Master...Master, your disciple didn't say anything!" Yinshuang's face turned pale, and she hurriedly left the noisy chat room.

"How dare you talk back!"

Bai Wuyan coldly looked at her unfilial disciple: "And you two, you're a den of snakes and rats, a bunch of foxes and dogs, none of you are good people!"

If I can't deal with this traitor, I can at least deal with the three of you!

……

Xiang Yuan fled all the way to the Great Luo Heaven, squeezed past the extremely inefficient Ji Wuzhou, and plunged headlong into the origin of the Heavenly Dao, pretending to be very busy.

Peeking out, I saw that Baiyue Jushi had moved to the Purple Bamboo Grove in the South China Sea, but he was still living there.

He is currently in seclusion, his face serene and compassionate, not wanting to be disturbed by outsiders.

In the Xuanwu Tongchu Palace of the Southern Continent, the small grotto heaven of the two True Martial Emperors merged, and the thirty-six divine generals, including the Turtle and Snake Generals, were just full.

Sitting in the boss's chair was the sweet and coquettish Chan'er, while two secretaries stood in front of the desk, even more obedient than when facing their own boss.

"It's good, everyone's busy, being busy is good!"

Xiang Yuan wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. Everyone was busy, and he couldn't be idle either. In fact, given the current situation, he had to be the busiest one.

After finishing this, move on to that; no matter what it is, you have to get busy first.

Ji Wuzhou looked at Xiang Yuan, who was slacking off, speechless. Others might not understand, but he knew it all too well. Xiang Yuan looked like he was busy all the time, but in reality, he hadn't done anything at all.

He coughed lightly, clenching his fist, and reminded his disciple, "My disciple, things have been quite lively at Mount Ling lately. Buddha has made a fortune again."

"Oh, another round of funding has arrived?"

Xiang Yuan exclaimed in surprise, and in the midst of his busy schedule, he looked towards Xiniu Hezhou. To his astonishment, he discovered that most of the lotus platforms in the Great Thunderclap Temple, which were undulating, had become real.

Looking down again, I saw that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had appeared out of nowhere in the underworld, and the platform for preaching the sutras had already been set up.

Good thing!

Xiang Yuan curled his lip: "Those bald monks in Buddhism are too idealistic. They're the ones who benefit the most from the changes in the laws of reincarnation in the Netherworld. Speaking of which, how do they know so much about cause and effect and reincarnation? Is their expertise really that perfect?"

“My disciple, what I mean is that Buddha has become rich again.”

"What a joke, it's clearly me..."

Xiang Yuan clenched his fist and coughed twice: "It was clearly you, Master, who asked Buddha to keep it for us. The people of Lingshan are all monks. What would monks need so much money for? Master, don't you think so?"

"Well, whatever you think is right, my disciple."

"..."

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After a moment, Ji Wuzhou said, "Disciple, when will you take back the worldly things that I entrusted to Buddha for safekeeping?"

"Soon, we'll put them away immediately. These worldly things affect our Zen mind; we can't let them disturb the tranquility of Lingshan."

Xiang Yuan stroked his chin and pondered, "Master, you too, I have to say something to you today. You know that monks are detached from worldly desires, yet you still entrusted worldly possessions to them for safekeeping. You can't do that again!"

"I regret it very much."

The two huddled together for a while and decided that once Xiang Yuan finished this task, they would arrange the itinerary for the Journey to the West.

"Speaking of which, where am I supposed to be the Imperial Brother...?"

"Jade Emperor?!"

“I haven’t spoken to you, you’re always making a fuss over nothing.”

Xiang Yuan scratched his head. Western Chu and Northern Qi were related, but neither of them seemed suitable!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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