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In the west, Mount Sumeru.

Compared to the magnificent Buzhou Mountain, this place is practically a slum.

Although it is also a sacred place, the spiritual energy here is pitifully thin because Rahu destroyed the western ley lines with his self-destruction. Apart from a few bitter bamboos and a pool of Eight Treasures Merit Water, there is basically nothing here.

Jieyin and Zhunti were sitting on the lotus platform with worried expressions.

Zhunti shifted his buttocks every now and then. Although the wound had long since healed, it was from Di Ting's bite, carrying the law of cause and effect. Whenever it was cloudy or rainy, or when he was in a bad mood, the tooth mark would ache faintly.

"Senior brother..." Zhunti sighed, "When will this ever end? The debt we owe the underworld is compounding with interest; I don't think we can pay it off even if we sell Mount Sumeru."

Jieyin also looked bitter: "Junior brother, be careful what you say. Lin Xuan is powerful now, we can't afford to offend him."

"If you can't afford to offend him, can't you at least avoid him?" A glint of light flashed in Zhunti's eyes. "However, I didn't say I wanted to confront him head-on."

"Oh? What insightful opinion do you have, junior brother?"

Zhunti calculated with his fingers, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother, haven't you noticed? Although the Witch Clan is strong now, their fortune is actually mostly tied to those few children."

"You mean... Lin Xuan's kids?"

"That's right!" Zhunti's eyes gleamed with greed. "I've calculated it. Those children are all exceptionally talented! Especially the newborn one, who carries the destiny of the Ancestral Dragon. If we could convert him to our Western Sect and make him a Dharma Protector..."

Jieyin was startled: "Junior brother! Are you crazy? That's Lin Xuan's precious child! If you dare to harm his child, he could bring the Twelve Ancestral Witches and level this entire Mount Sumeru!"

"Who said we're going to rob them outright?" Zhunti chuckled. "We can use a scheme."

He lowered his voice and whispered in Jieyin's ear, "Although Lin Xuan is powerful, he can't keep the child tied to his belt every day, can he? Kids are all playful and greedy. As long as we find an opportunity to lure the child out, then..."

Zhunti made a gesture of "conversion".

"Once they enter our Eight Treasures Merit Pool and have their past memories washed away, they will be members of our Western Sect. When the deed is done, even if Lin Xuan comes knocking on our door, we can say that the child has a karmic connection with Buddha and voluntarily converted."

Jieyin was stunned.

This trick... it's despicable, but it's really tempting.

If we could really get a protector with the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon, the fortune of the Western Sect would definitely double!

"But...who should we send?" Jieyin asked. "The two of us definitely can't go. Lin Xuan is watching us; we'll be discovered as soon as we step out the door."

Zhunti's gaze swept down towards the area below the main hall.

There stood a disciple with a compassionate face, wearing a kasaya.

"Pharmacist," Zhunti called out.

That is the Medicine Buddha, also known as the Medicine Buddha. He is currently the eldest disciple of the Amitabha Buddha. His cultivation level is also at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. He is steady in his work, and most importantly, he has a righteous appearance and does not look like a bad person.

"Disciple is here." The pharmacist clasped his hands together.

"Go to the east, near Buzhou Mountain." Zhunti took out a golden relic from his robes, and then a string of Bodhi seeds emitting a strange fragrance. "Take these things. If you encounter a lone child of the Wu tribe, use these to lure him back to the west. Remember, do it quietly, don't try to rob him."

Although the pharmacist felt that this task was somewhat like human trafficking, he dared not disobey the decree of the sage.

"Your disciple obeys."

Watching the pharmacist's departing figure, Zhunti touched his own buttocks and sneered.

"Lin Xuan, you let your dog bite my ass, so I'll steal your son. That's called... tit for tat."

Meanwhile, at Buzhou Mountain.

Lin Xuan, who was peeling an orange for Yunxiao, suddenly stopped.

In my mind, the system emitted a sharp alarm.

"Ding! Warning! A malicious plot targeting the host's immediate family members has been detected approaching!"

"Source: Western. Target: Lin Long. Danger Level: Medium."

Lin Xuan's eyes instantly turned cold.

He squeezed the orange in his hand until it was juicy.

"What's wrong, husband?" Yunxiao was startled.

Lin Xuan wiped his hands and put on a smile again, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that there seem to be a few rats around our house."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked westward.

"Looks like the lesson I learned last time wasn't profound enough," Lin Xuan muttered to himself. "Since you've laid hands on the children... don't blame me for chopping your hands off."