Chapter 405

The Peng Demon King, the Jiao Demon King, and the others standing to the side all looked like they were watching a show.

Only Bai Ze and Ji Meng showed some worry. They dared not oppose the Sage, and firmly believed that Hui Yu was doomed under the Sage's intervention. They were unwilling to witness the tragic death of their former crown prince, but they were powerless to do so.

After a moment of panic, Huiyu calmed down. It would be better if she truly died at Jieyin's hands; if Jieyin made a move, then her master and Saint Hongyun would have a reason to act as well.

If his life can change the whole situation, it's worth it!

"The sage is immortal, how dare Huiyu be disrespectful?"

"But my master once taught us that if others treat you like a brother or sister, you should treat them like a confidant; if others treat you like a dog or horse, you can treat them like a stranger; if others treat you like weeds, then don't care who that person is, just treat them as an enemy."

"Buddhism knew that my disciples were preparing to quell Yuan Futong's rebellion in Beihai, yet it still sent disciples to help Yuan Futong. This shows that Buddhism treats my Wuzhuang Temple disciples like dirt."

"In that case, my Wuzhuang Temple doesn't need to treat Buddhism as a friend. In fact, we can regard it as an enemy."

"Now that Buddhism is the enemy of my Wuzhuang Temple, why should I pay my respects to you, a saintly avatar?" Huiyu said calmly, raising an eyebrow at Jieyin, his provocation evident in his words.

Upon hearing this, the surroundings fell silent instantly.

Everyone stared wide-eyed; no one had expected Huiyu to be so brave.

"Hahaha~ Fellow Daoist is right!"

A loud laugh came from behind Huiyu, and two Taoist priests flew over and landed beside Huiyu.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Huiyu was instantly overjoyed and hugged them tightly, exclaiming, "Why are you here?"

The newcomers were none other than Duobao Daoist and Lu Ya from the Jie Sect, whose appearance instantly changed the situation on the field.

Before Lu Ya could speak, the pharmacist opposite him was already furious, pointing at Hui Yu and shouting, "How dare you! Do you know who you're talking to? This is an avatar of a saint! How dare you be so disrespectful and yet consider yourself polite?"

Huiyu's open rebuttal of his teacher is clearly a slap in the face to the saint and the entire Western religion.

If Huiyu is not forcefully suppressed today, then in the future, no powerful being in the entire prehistoric land will take the Buddhist saint seriously.

Duobao spoke calmly: "So what if it's a sage's avatar?"

"If it were the true form of a saint here, perhaps it would be something to be wary of, but does a mere avatar think it can intimidate everyone?"

Duobao's words were resounding and powerful, and to those around him, they were like a tidal wave.

Are all the disciples of the Jie Sect this brave? Even braver than the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple just now?

One is disrespectful to the saint, and the other is outright disdainful of the saint.

Everyone knows that a saint's avatar isn't scary; what's scary is the saint's true form. Yet, he alone dares to say that. What does that say?

This shows that the Jie Sect has sided with the Wuzhuang Temple, completely turned against Buddhism, and left no way out.

Huiyu felt a great weight lifted from his heart; with Duobao by his side, he could leave unscathed.

He wasn't afraid of death, but that composure only arose when death was inevitable. Who wants to die when they can live?

Jieyin has been so angry that he has lost his composure. The saintly and compassionate appearance that he has maintained for so many years has completely disappeared, reminding Ji Meng of the ragged, shameless Wanrenfan who would cry and act like a rogue for a single spiritual fruit.

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