He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 273 Sun Wukong: Everything went black before my eyes, I felt like I was doomed.
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Gravel fell from the stone pillar and landed on the broken ground.

Sun Wukong looked at the ruins and broken pillars before him and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"This dilapidated place, who would have thought that just a few hours ago it was the Great Hall of Lingshan?"

"Hey, hey, hey, this is your own headquarters that's been smashed! And you're actually this happy about it?"

Su Nian, sitting on a dilapidated lotus platform, said with a smile.

Sun Wukong shook his head, denying Su Nian's words.

"That's what Su Nian said wrong. At most, I can only be considered a guest of the Buddhist sect. This can't be considered a family. At most, it should be considered a company."

"I should be happy if the company gets vandalized."

Upon hearing this, Su Nian gave a thumbs-up and smiled.

"As expected of the Great Sage, he really sees things clearly."

"Since that's the case, are you interested in switching jobs? Tianjun is quite short-staffed right now."

"Let's forget about it. I think Buddhism is pretty good. I don't want to be a corporate slave in the Heavenly Army."

Sun Wukong shook his head, glanced at the monk who held the Six Paths of Reincarnation in his hand and was bathed in the setting sun, nudged Su Nian's arm and whispered.

"What's that big monk thinking about? He's been squatting there for so long!"

"...You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

Su Nian rolled her eyes and pouted.

"No? You knocked the monk to the ground and you didn't even know?"

Sun Wukong shook her head, looking at Su Nian with great suspicion. She suspected that Su Nian was just fooling the monkey.

"It's not like we know absolutely nothing..."

Su Nian hesitated for a moment, glancing at the monk before speaking.

"I just... complained that He doesn't know how to raise a son or be a father."

"????"

Sun Wukong tilted his head, looking at Su Nian with a puzzled expression.

What do you mean? So why did the senior monk fall into this state? Please explain clearly.

Seemingly sensing Sun Wukong's meaning, Su Nian coughed lightly twice and said.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. I also said, 'If you can't raise a son, then raise a daughter; if you can't be a father, then be a mother.'"

"As a result, the senior monk has been sitting here for several hours now."

"what???"

Sun Wukong was completely bewildered, and then looked at Su Nian with a strange expression.

"What kind of bizarre advice is this? It's way too far-fetched!"

"Ah."

Su Nian clasped her hands together and rested them on her chin.

"Just consider it my fault for being so rude."

At this moment, the monk finally snapped out of his reverie, glanced at Su Nian and Sun Wukong, and asked.

Am I really not suited to be a father?

"...It seems that it is indeed not suitable."

Sun Wukong paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"This Rahula has been completely fooled, he's become nothing more than meat pigs for those fake Buddhas, you're being so irresponsible."

Wait a minute? Great monk? What did you just ask?
In an instant, Sun Wukong, realizing what had happened, stared wide-eyed at the monk in disbelief.

No? Great monk? You really don't plan to be a father anymore?
Shakyamuni, what are you trying to do?

In that instant, Sun Wukong seemed to have all his illusions about the World Honored One shattered.

"So what kind of mothers are more popular now?"

Shakyamuni sighed and asked with some curiosity, but "her" gaze fell on Su Nian.

Since it was Su Nian who gave the suggestion, she believed that Su Nian would definitely give a better answer.

"Hmm...that is indeed a good question."

Seeing that the monk had thrown the question back to her, Su Nian couldn't help but start to think about what kind of mother would be best.

But to be honest, Su Nian couldn't offer many suggestions.

He himself can only say that he has barely started a family, not to mention that he is only two months old in the miniature garden, not even three months old.

Asking him what kind of mother is better seems like a bit of an overstatement.

However, after looking at the World Honored One and pondering for a moment, Su Nian tentatively gave an answer.

"What about the little girl mother? A clumsy but caring little girl mother who lets her child experience the best of a mother's love?"

As soon as Su Nian said this, Sun Wukong couldn't help but poke Su Nian's calf with his foot, reacting violently.

What kind of advice is this?!

Please, please don't ruin the image of the monk in my heart.

The family must have hired a highly skilled person to come up with such a suggestion.

But something even more astonishing happened: the monk had vanished, leaving only a small figure, about 1.3 meters tall, holding a baby girl, who looked like a clumsy mother.

"..."

Sun Wukong's lips twitched slightly, and then everything went black.

Suddenly I felt that this little garden was doomed to fail. I beg you, please spare this monkey!

One of them is truly bold enough to say it, and the other is truly bold enough to believe it.

For some reason, Sun Wukong suddenly felt that the Buddhist sect wasn't so bad after all; at least they did a good job of putting on a good show.

Unlike now... this is so abstract.

Finally, Sun Wukong couldn't take it anymore and complained.

"Hey, monk, is this how you plan to rebuild Buddhism?"

The girl, who was a head shorter than Sun Wukong, spun around with the baby in her arms and chuckled softly.

"Why not?"

"...I think Buddhism is doomed sooner or later."

Sun Wukong didn't say anything, but just complained with a dark face.

Thankfully, she was planning to rebuild Lingshan with the head monk, but... if they were to rebuild Lingshan like this, they should probably give up.

The thought of a little girl holding a baby girl preaching in the center of the main hall made her vision go black.

The future of Buddhism is truly unimaginably dark.

Even the words you, Su Nian, just uttered have had a greater impact on Buddhism than Mara, the Mara of Madara.

"Then why not send the Heavenly Army?"

Su Nian looked at Sun Wukong and made the suggestion again.

"The future of the Heavenly Army is much brighter than that of the Buddhist sect."

Upon hearing Su Nian's words, Sun Wukong couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"You don't think the Heavenly Army is in any good shape right now, do you? With what you just did, it's already a miracle they haven't thrown you in jail."

"Do you think they wouldn't outwardly comply but inwardly defy you, someone who doesn't follow the rules?"

Upon hearing this, Su Nian muttered unhappily.

"Where did I break the rules? Everyone knows that I, Su Nian, am the most law-abiding one in the Little Garden."

"I was exercising my law enforcement powers in a reasonable and compliant manner. If they hadn't suddenly breached the Heavenly Realm, do you think I would have taken action?"

Sun Wukong paused for a moment, then looked at him strangely.

Are you sure they'll think that way, instead of just that you're a fool?

"That tiger-like man who recklessly beat the head monk through the mud."

"Tsk~"

Su Nian clicked her tongue in displeasure.

"Who would have thought that the head monk would suddenly run away like that?"

"The key is that I'm not weaker than Him."

"That's because they follow the rules and only maintain a three-digit spirit level within the miniature garden."

Sun Wukong chuckled and offered an explanation, then said, "I just don't know whether you or Argel is more like Moro."

"Does it make any difference?"

Su Nian rolled her eyes and said, "Does he need these achievements? It would be better to give them to Alger and let him break into double digits."

"It seems there's not much difference."

Sun Wukong scratched his head and pondered for a long time before speaking.

Two people sharing a blanket, it doesn't matter who comes first.

At this point, Sun Wukong glanced at Su Nian, as if he had realized something.

"But then again, I have a feeling that this is your real purpose in doing this?"

"You saw right through me, huh?"

Su Nian showed no sign of being exposed.

"They probably just felt it was a bit unfair to let Algerka break through to three digits, so they wanted to find an excuse to cause a scene at Lingshan."

"After all, the stronger our own people are, the better."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong glanced at Su Nian.

"Are you sure? Be careful you don't get dismembered..."

"how could be?"

Su Nian immediately retorted, "Dismembered? That's impossible."

He believed that with his strength, he certainly wouldn't be dismembered; he had even defeated the great monk.

But who told him to keep provoking women who were stronger than him?

But what could he do? He was just a baby dragon, not even three months old yet.

"Alright, monkey, I should probably get ready to head back now."

Su Nian sighed, seeing that the monk seemed to have no intention of settling scores, then stood up, dusted herself off, and said.

"Tsk, you made a scene and then ran away, leaving us with a huge mess. You've certainly lived a carefree life."

Sun Wukong pouted, a hint of complaint in his voice.

"Don't look at me, I didn't do all of this."

Su Nian spread her hands and pointed to the Mahavira Hall.

"This is what I did. I only cleaned up most of the fake Buddhas in the main hall. I also managed to get rid of quite a few."

"As for the others, most of them were brought back by the senior monks and had their skulls smashed one by one."

As she spoke, Su Nian pointed to the remains of several Buddha statues.

"You can tell who did it just by looking at the marks on the skull."

Looking at the sunken skull, Sun Wukong's lips twitched slightly. It seemed that even the great monk was starting to lose his patience.

"I am only responsible for the damage to the main hall. As for the other losses, you can ask the head monk to take responsibility."

"What about the three thousand worlds? What about Mount Ling?"

Sun Wukong's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but complain.

"You're the one who smashed this, aren't you?"

"It's tough being like this. The child is still young, and we really can't afford to compensate for it."

Su Nian shrugged and said nonchalantly.

Anyway, he has no money, what can you do to him?

"I didn't ask you to pay for it, and the monk didn't say anything."

Sun Wukong's lips twitched slightly, feeling that the topic had gone completely astray.

"Then why are you bringing this up?"

Su Nian couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain, "It's making me think Sun Wukong is going to ask me for compensation."

"Isn't this just your own twisted thinking? I was even planning to take you along when we raided your house!"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but mutter.

"These fake monks eat greasy food every day. Even though they're dead, they must still have some savings at home, right?"

The next moment, Su Nian stopped in her tracks as she was about to leave the main hall and turned around without hesitation.

"Do you support outsourcing? I recommend Tianjun; they only charge 10% of the labor cost!"

Su Nian gripped Sun Wukong's hands tightly with both hands and said with a serious expression.

"And then there's 40% as compensation for you, right?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes in disdain and couldn't help but complain.

"Hey, so what if it's emotional distress?"

Su Nian playfully stuck out her tongue.

Looking at Su Nian, who had no shame whatsoever, Sun Wukong waved his hand dismissively. Anyway, the remaining 50% was enough to rebuild the Buddhist sect.

…………

The City of Flame.

Looking at the hole in the sky that had already been repaired, Athena couldn't help but sigh.

"This guy isn't bad, it's a pity he's just a rock."

Arger, meanwhile, was trimming his nails and glanced at Athena with disdain.

"Aren't you just being greedy? Is the Heavenly Army really that short of manpower?"

"The Heavenly Army is more short-staffed than you think."

Athena sighed and said that back then, Indra had to pull together the entire Hindu pantheon to barely keep things afloat.

But what can she rely on now? She may not lack resources, but she is really short of manpower.

The positions of the twelve guardian deities are still vacant.

As for the brothers, sisters, and other members of the Greek pantheon, they might not necessarily listen to Athena.

It would be easy to restore Tianjun to its previous state.

Especially after Su Nian stormed Mount Ling, although the Heavenly Army's authority was firmly established, there were only more people who outwardly obeyed but inwardly defied it.

"I'm not like you, all alone."

"...Alright, Ugly Girl, since you're so pitiful, Al-chan might be able to lend you a hand."

Argel sighed and waved his hand.

"If you don't mind that the other person is a demon or a fallen angel."

Having been out for so long, she wasn't completely unprepared. As the original demon of the Church of Christ, she had spent so much time in the Hell faction, and now, although she had been kicked out of the game...

But that doesn't mean she can't come back.

Hell, that was originally her territory.

The original angels and demons were created by her and Yawei, the android. She was responsible for maintaining the aesthetics, while the android was responsible for maintaining the strength.

Without her, those Catholic angels would be like those in the Old Testament, even more bizarre than Cthulhu.

As for the demon, it was only because of Yawei's interference that it became less beautiful.

When it comes to aesthetics, you can always trust Arger.

Is it reliable?

Athena asked tentatively.

"You may not believe in their ways, but you have to believe in Al-chan's contract."

Argel rolled his eyes.

They're all demons now, you don't expect to win their hearts, do you? Isn't this just the strong dominating the weak?

Argel had taken some time to go back to Hell and captured some demons and fallen angels, forcibly signing contracts with them.

"In addition to worrying about these things, you should think about how to teach Su Nian a lesson..."

"He was a bit too impulsive."

Argel said expressionlessly.

While I'm moved, I still need to learn a lesson; this isn't the way to be reckless.

They wrecked Mount Ling? They even beat up the head monk...

(End of this chapter)