Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Great beings are proven eternally, so does that mean that the act of so easily marking Asmodeus was itself the way the demons of hell hoped to completely pull him to their side?

That is very likely, and in choosing between these two paths, Tsurugi did not disappoint either side.

He pleased God and the Lord, and also pleased the demons of hell, but ultimately, on the path of 'proofing' himself, he first traversed the path of hell.

Looking back, ever since he became the Crimson King, he has played this savior role in almost every world. Even in the last world, when he chose the path of the Holy Son, he still ended up on the Crimson path.

The silent temptations and schemes of hell had already led him astray—and this was something that could not be avoided without using the power of demons!

The road is under your feet. As long as you step onto it, no matter what kind of motivation you use, you are already a practitioner of the road.

In fact, he had already become increasingly extreme, hadn't he?

Before this, he didn't actually have such a deep sense of salvation. He would give people a choice: maintain the status quo or enter his paradise.

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Before this, he didn't actually have such a deep sense of salvation. He would give people a choice: maintain the status quo or enter his paradise.

At the end of the previous world—although he ultimately chose to give some people the freedom to choose—this domineering attitude of wanting to be a savior for everyone was also a reality before that.

This is truly the path of arrogance.

Tsurugi stared blankly at his hands. Perhaps he should take off the crown, perhaps he should abandon these original sins, perhaps... no.

"Even if you say that—I was this way before I had the crown."

Tsurugi looked at Jesus and said firmly.

"If you force me to stop being myself and instead make me do things I don't want to do, how is that any different from killing me?"

Yes, he knew this path might be his way to hell—but that was still a reflection of his nature, and he would never abandon it just because it wasn't the path to the light.

Even setting aside the demonic aspect, he still firmly believes in the chaos of humanity; at most, he will give those who willingly degenerate the right to choose for themselves!

His path was not wrong; whether it was a demon or an angel, both paths were his choices!

“I never asked you to change yourself, brother,” Jesus said gently, placing his hand on his heart.

"I just want you to put aside your pride, to truly connect with ordinary people, to open your heart to them, to understand them, to dislike them, to like them, to love them, and to hate them."

“I don’t expect you to become one of them, but I hope you can rediscover your own desires, your true self, and understand the most important thing—happiness.”

“I don’t want you to become a devil, but I also don’t want you to become a god—like my father once was.”

The closer one gets to the gods, the more painful it becomes. Although the goddess of discord who was swallowed by Tsurugi was a scoundrel, what she said was indeed very true.

Because they are close to becoming gods, yet still human, they still experience human emotional entanglements. But even when they actually ascend to that altar, the outcome is not necessarily perfect.

They see themselves as superior beings, and therefore have indisputable power over everything concerning humanity, so whether they slaughter them or save them, it is considered a matter of course.

Being such a bastard... is no better than being a devil.

“I am the Son of my Father and of his love. Love for people and for all things; therefore, there is also hatred, disgust, and anger at their lack of struggle.”

"I never forgive everyone unconditionally, but I love everyone because I hate them too, and that's the manifestation of love. And the premise of all this is self-love, living a happy life and being true to yourself."

In a gentle voice, Jesus spoke to the thrush about His own way, the way of the Lord.

There are no complicated principles or laws, or any mysterious explanations. Or rather, these things are simply the result of far-fetched interpretations by those who have never understood them at all.

The true principles are always very simple, and can be explained in a single sentence. The difficulty lies only in how to steadfastly walk the path.

Jesus pointed out precisely to the growing problems in the Tsurugi River; he was no longer driven by love or hate, but by numbness. His feelings towards the wicked humans were merely a matter-of-fact sentiment, like, "So that's how it is," before he ruthlessly destroyed their civilization and stuffed them into bottles.

"Learn to love others and yourself...that sounds so cheesy."

Tsurugi muttered something, then paused for a moment, her expression suddenly changing.

"Wait, wait a minute! Let me ask you something, isn't that damn dream about Michael...?"

Jesus did not speak, but looked at him with compassionate eyes—unlike him, the old man's way of persuading was probably more results-oriented.

So if you don't listen to me and accept treatment, then this old man will have to use harsh methods to cure you!

"Do you have any guidance or advice? Don't tell me to follow your path, I absolutely won't do that!" Tsurugi swallowed hard, but still maintained her bottom line.

Giving up the power of choice and experiencing the feeling of powerlessness—the so-called "refining one's heart in the mortal world"—is something Dongjiang would never accept, nor would he ever do.

Power is power, and it belongs to Tsurugi. What is his is his, and he will not give it up just to make himself more like a 'human being'!

To relinquish the power to choose one's own destiny just to experience the fact that humans cannot choose their own fate? To forgo the opportunity to redeem those one wishes to redeem, and watch those one wishes to punish go unpunished?

Heh, screw it! If becoming a so-called god requires going through this process, then Tsugumi would rather be a demon king of hell!

“That’s natural. Everyone has their own path, and my choice will not be yours.” Jesus looked at Dongjiang and smiled.

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"So brother, I've found someone who can help you. He's not on our path, but perhaps you can try to walk his path. And I think you're already familiar with him."

Having said this, Jesus opened a door before him.

“Go, he has been waiting for you for a long time.” Jesus smiled.

—Hiss~~~~ Why does Tsurugi feel that his smile is a little malicious?

Tsugumi gripped the doorknob and slowly pushed it open. As the light faded, Tsugumi appeared...

In a 1DK Japanese-style cottage

Tsurugi: ?

"Susu, did you buy the ice cream?"

The person speaking was lounging lazily in front of the television, scratching their backside as they spoke.

Tsurugi was silent for a moment. He glanced at it, then glanced at it again, and then glanced at it once more.

The hairstyle with its full head of tufts (fleshy protuberances), the white tuft between the eyebrows, and the strange phenomenon of birds hanging all over the power lines outside while the person is lounging lazily...

Click!

The sound of the camera startled the man lying on the ground. He turned around and looked at Tsurugi, who was expressionlessly putting the camera away.

Silence spread between them for a second, two seconds, and three seconds.

"Cough cough cough, Namo Amitabha! You are Jesus' brother, right?"

The next second, he swiftly changed his posture at the speed of light, sitting cross-legged, one hand clasped together, his face showing compassion, his countenance solemn and dignified.

In an instant, the golden light of merit emanating from his face was so dazzling—it was enough to believe that any evil spirit or demon would be instantly liberated!

Of course—provided that you don't notice his other hand adjusting his underwear, or the anime pattern printed on his T-shirt, just like Tsugumi did...

Tsugumi looked with a subtle expression at the cup of hot tea that the person in front of her had served her, and the gold leaf shavings floating in it.

He wondered if this stuff could grant immortality to those who drank it if it were used in Journey to the West.

"So, you are Buddha..." Tsurugi looked at this person whose appearance, in many ways, didn't quite fit his understanding, and said in a subtle tone.

"You don't need to call me that here." He waved his hand, looking somewhat troubled.

"So, what should I call you?" Tsugumi asked with interest.

“You can call me Siddhartha,” he said with a smile, his hands clasped together.

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721. Shakyamuni's methods of healing

Gautama Siddhartha

This is the true name of the person before you, just as Jesus' full name is Joseph Joshua Immanuel.

However, unlike Jesus, whose three names all became pronouns related to God, the name of the person before me did not later become a divine interpretation.

Because his other name is more widely known.

The words "capable one," "silent sage," and "sage of the Shakya clan" combine to form—

Shakyamuni

This is probably why he is troubled, because the well-known name is not his real name but a title, or even a name given to him by later generations.

After all, Shakya refers to his lineage, Muni refers to the result of his enlightenment and sainthood in silence, and Buddha—this title is a direct transliteration of the Sanskrit word "Buddha"—the awakened one.

Calling him Shakyamuni Buddha is like pointing at a Chinese person and saying, "Wow! Isn't this an enlightened saint of Han Chinese descent?"

As for his other names, it's pretty much the same. Calling him Tathagata Buddha is equivalent to calling him the enlightened one who came to the truth, and calling him World Honored One is equivalent to calling him the enlightened one who is respected by the whole world.

Hmm—it does sound really weird no matter how you look at it.

"So... you and Jesus just laze around here doing nothing all day?" Tsuruga took a sip of her tea, looked around at the surroundings, and asked curiously.

"This is one day of my three-month vacation." Siddhartha brewed himself a cup of tea, picked up a fallen tea leaf, and smiled.

"This body is not a physical body; the transformed body is my body. You are attached to appearances."

"I get it, you guys are just slacking off and coasting." Tsurue bluntly exposed his veiled insults.

"...You remind me of someone, do you know who it is?"

Siddhartha maintained his smile.

"Bo Xun, you and he are so alike~~~"

Looking at Siddhartha's smile, Tsurugi felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. He suddenly felt that the person in front of him might not be as magnanimous as his teacher, Da Ye.

"OK, OK, let's get down to business!" Tsurugi quickly waved his hand to end the conversation, cleared his throat, and said...

"Jesus sent me to seek your teachings, so... you're going to preach to me?"

Quack! When the Buddha himself preached, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, celestial maidens scattered flowers, and primordial purple energy came from the east!

The Taoist priest is going to become an immortal today!!!

"You're overthinking it. This isn't an Eastern mythological world. Creating the special effects you're looking for would be too much trouble!"

Siddhartha calmly took a sip of tea, shattering Tsurue's illusion.

"Although I spend most of my time with Eastern mythology rather than with those Indian people, I don't cultivate immortality, and I don't have any cultivation techniques here—if you're interested, you can make up your own book, and I'll just stamp it and that's it."

"Besides, if you really intend to take a side job as an immortal in your spare time, wouldn't it be much more solid to consume a golden pill or undergo a few tribulations than to painstakingly cultivate and slowly become an immortal? That's the orthodox way to cultivate immortality!"

The magical power cultivated with painstaking effort is weak and unstable, while the magical power added by the system is incredibly solid!