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Chapter 251: A Second-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit? Zhunti was dumbfounded.

Upon hearing Xuandu's words, Zhunti was greatly alarmed.

The color drained from that thin face instantly, leaving only a deathly pale complexion.

He stared intently at Xuan Du, at those eyes as calm as an ancient well, at that young face that exuded endless composure.

His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit.

The fundamental treasure for suppressing the fate of Western religions.

That is the foundation upon which the Western religion's billions of dollars in incense offerings have been passed down!

That is... the lifeblood of Western religion!

Zhunti took a deep breath, suppressing the surging horror in his heart, his voice hoarse:

"Xuan Du! You can have anything you want! Except this... no!"

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze remaining calm.

Beneath that calm lay an undeniable certainty.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

He spoke slowly, his voice low, yet each word clear:

"I said, I only want the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit."

"You shall repay your karma with this."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti trembled violently!

He turned his head sharply and looked at Jieyin.

Jieyin sat cross-legged by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, his body surrounded by flickering golden light. His face, which had shown compassion for the billionaires, was now filled with complex emotions.

He looked at Zhunti, at those eyes filled with terror and resentment.

Slowly close your eyes.

He didn't speak.

But that silence was heavier than any words.

Zhunti's heart sank.

He got it.

Senior brother... I admit it.

But he won't admit it!

The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit is the foundation of Western Buddhism!

Without this item, how can the Western religion suppress its fortune?

Without the suppression of destiny, how can the Western religion be passed down?

Without a successor, wouldn't all the hard work of the two brothers, who had invested hundreds of millions of yuan, be wasted?

"No!"

Zhunti growled, his voice hoarse like a vengeful ghost:

"Xuan Du! The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit is the foundation of our Western Sect; we absolutely cannot give it to you!"

"If you desire magical treasures, you may choose whatever you wish from the treasure trove of my Western Sect!"

"Only the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit... will not do!"

His voice grew louder and more urgent, until it almost became a roar.

Xuan Du stared at him, at the madness and despair that appeared on that thin face.

He shook his head gently.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

He spoke, his voice as calm as still water:

"Do you think I came to Mount Sumeru for those ordinary things in your Western Paradise's treasure trove?"

Zhunti paused in his speech.

Xuandu continued:

"What I want is your twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti's face turned ashen.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but no sound came out.

Xuan Du looked at him, his gaze calm.

But beneath that calm lies a profound understanding that sees through everything.

He knew what Zhunti was thinking.

The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit suppresses the fortune of the Western religion.

Without this, the fortunes of the Western religion would be like rootless duckweed, drifting with the tide, gathering and scattering unpredictably.

At that time, the Jie Sect will be suppressed by the Chaos Bell, the Chan Sect by the Pangu Banner, and although the Human Sect is abolished, the Taiji Diagram will still exist. Only the Western Sect will become the weakest link among the four sects.

If a great calamity truly descends in the next great kalpa, how will the Western religion protect itself?

Why isn't Zhunti in a hurry?

How can I not get angry?

How to avoid a desperate resistance?

But so what?

Zhunti's expression shifted constantly; in his eyes, there was anger, resentment, and despair.

But more than anything, there was struggle.

The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit is the foundation of the Western Sect and the culmination of the efforts of the two brothers' multi-million dollar association.

Without this, how can the fortunes of the Western religion be stabilized?

Without a stable fortune, how can the Western Sect protect itself when the next great calamity arrives?

But if we don't hand it over, Xuandu is right in front of us.

This junior in green robes, after a century of enlightenment, mended the heavens and supported the sky, annihilated Nuwa, forced Laozi to hand over the Kongtong Seal, and forced Yuanshi to personally go to Shouyang Mountain to demand the Flame Banner of Lidi.

Now, he has taken the Azure Lotus Banner from his senior brother.

Will he let himself go?

will not.

Zhunti understood this clearly.

Now that Xuandu has come and spoken, he will not leave empty-handed.

If he doesn't hand it over, Xuandu will definitely have a backup plan.

What's the next move?

he does not know.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

Xuandu stood by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

He didn't urge him.

He simply gazed at Zhunti, watching the complex struggle on his thin face.

A faint glimmer of light flashed deep within those eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well.

The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit.

He certainly knew what this object meant to Western religions.

The fundamental treasure for suppressing the flow of fortune, the foundation for the inheritance of incense worth hundreds of millions of yuan.

Without this, the fortunes of the Western religion would be like rootless duckweed, drifting with the tide, gathering and scattering unpredictably.

At that time, the Jie Sect will be suppressed by the Chaos Bell, the Chan Sect by the Pangu Banner, and although the Ren Sect will be abolished, the Taiji Diagram will still remain.

Western religion, however, will become the weakest link among the four religions.

This is what he wanted.

Make Zhunti pay the price.

Make Western religions pay the price.

Let everyone know that scheming against Xuandu and the Jie Sect will come at a price.

Moreover, this item is of great use to him.

That is the Devouring Divine Power.

Back then, in the sea of blood, he invited Mosquito Daoist to join the Jie Sect. As a gift from the Total System, he obtained the innate divine power that could devour all things.

That supernatural power can devour all the treasures in the world and make them his own.

Even the finest innate spiritual treasures can be devoured.

The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

If he were to use this divine power to devour this lotus, could the vast innate origin help him break through to the third level of the Primordial Golden Immortal?

Xuandu snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Zhunti.

Not urgent.

He can wait.

Wait until Zhunti figures it out himself.

Wait until Zhunti submits on his own.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool was deathly silent.

The pool water was crystal clear, reflecting the sun, moon and stars in the sky, as well as the three figures standing on the pool's edge.

Jieyin sat cross-legged, his body radiating an ever-changing golden light.

He looked at Zhunti, at that struggling face, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He knew what his junior brother was thinking.

The twelve-tiered golden lotus of merit is extremely important.

It is important enough to influence the rise and fall of Western religions.