Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

Yang Jian's face was filled with anger, but he felt his sleeve being tugged. He looked down and saw Yang Chan's meaningful expression.

Bai Ze glanced at him. This prince is still blinded by concern!

Indeed, the Celestial Hound had followed him from an early age and was a very good companion.

Yang Jian quickly realized what was happening and glared fiercely at Shakyamuni: "Buddha, you also have to compensate for this!"

They actually hit my dog!

Shakyamuni smiled wryly, "What kind of mess is this?"

He was certain that Xiaotianquan's leg was broken, but it was definitely not broken by Sun Wukong, or even before Sun Wukong was suppressed under the Five Fingers Mountain. Otherwise, Yang Jian would never have calmed down so quickly.

Who knows, it might even be related to the two people in front of us!

Bai Ze Tu Shan looked at him calmly, while Shakyamuni nodded resignedly, "Alright, Buddhism will compensate!"

"The Celestial Hound needs to heal its injuries and will lose its fighting power for a period of time," Yang Jian said coolly.

A streak of light descended, revealing a small, tinkling bell. Although it only had eight restrictions, it was still a primordial spiritual treasure.

"Can this item be used as compensation?"

Yang Jian gave him a deep look, took the bell, and said calmly, "The dog-food disciples will take over from Buddhism."

Just as Shakyamuni was about to agree, Bo Huang stood up and said, "Buddha, don't think that dog food is readily available. The Celestial Hound was born from the stars and is naturally proficient in the Great Dao of Devouring. He is currently at the moment of breaking through his cultivation level and needs a lot of energy."

"That dog food was carefully prepared by Erlang, and even mixed with starlight. Buddha, you should be careful!"

After all, Xiaotianquan and his ten brothers also had a history with them.

"Very well, this humble monk will do his best to prepare after returning to Buddhism." Shakyamuni was already numb. He smiled sadly, truly at his wit's end.

Bai Ze Tu Shan bowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I have finished my report."

Both Jieyin and Bodhi breathed a sigh of relief. They were particularly eye-catching in the Pixiang Hall. Shakyamuni's face was shrouded in a faint sense of death, and he knew what was going on.

At least 80% of the treasures collected by Buddhism over several centuries must be given away!

Buddhist disciples may find it difficult to cultivate in the future!

"Thank you for your hard work, my two beloved ministers. Please take your seats." Haotian nodded. Before the two entered, Taibai Jinxing had instructed his attendants to set up a table for them, but since reporting matters required a more formal approach, they did not sit down.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bai Ze Tu Shan bowed and slowly took his seat.

The immortals' gazes followed their retreating figures, finally settling on Shakyamuni, but he showed no reaction whatsoever, as if his spirit had left his body.

Sanqing sighed and looked at Duobao with pity. The child was still here, but had actually been gone for quite a while!

Laozi shook his head. His Majesty wants to watch a show, what can be done?

Bodhi must be filled with remorse now!

"Duobao." A clear and gentle voice came from the imperial throne. Shakyamuni shivered, forced a smile, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I am here. Please give your orders."

Yaochi parted her lips slightly and pointed to the golden hairpin on the imperial desk, saying, "This Ruyi Golden Hairpin of yours suits my taste very well. I have discussed with His Majesty that the compensation that Buddhism should pay for the losses suffered by the Heavenly Court this time can be reduced by 20%."

Shakyamuni's eyes widened instantly. He felt that the Queen's voice was like heavenly music, clear and melodious like jade chimes gently tapping on a precious stone. There was no more beautiful heavenly sound than this.

"Your Majesty, I thank you." Shakyamuni bowed respectfully, but the joy in his eyes could not be hidden.

This gold hairpin is such a worthwhile gift. Although most of Buddhism's resources were accumulated by the Western religions, Buddhism now belongs to him!

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Amitabha Buddha also bowed.

"This has nothing to do with you two. What you need to compensate for is the elixir from the Tushita Palace. Just hand it over to Laozi."

"Yes." Bodhi smiled sheepishly.

Haotian lifted his eyelids: "In that case, Erlang, you will help Bai Ze count and put the Buddhist compensation into the treasury."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey your decree." Yang Jian rose to receive the imperial edict.

Bai Ze's eyebrows twitched, and he exchanged a glance with Bai Ze. His Majesty should give the Manifest Saint True Lord some compensation!

"Your Majesty, Sun Wukong has now descended to the mortal realm. After I return to Mount Ling, I will arrange for Jin Chanzi to be reincarnated. I request Your Majesty to arrange the eighty-one tribulations." Shakyamuni bowed, his expression having returned to calm.

He had originally planned to hold a Ullambana Festival after returning home to bid farewell to Jin Chanzi, but now, Buddhism will have to tighten its belt from now on.

It would be better to let His Majesty arrange it directly, which would save us some trouble and help Buddhism gain some goodwill.

Haotian glanced at him. The Ullambana Festival was no longer being held, which showed that Buddhism had been thoroughly exploited this time!

"You are now the Buddha, so you can make your own decisions regarding Buddhism. Of the eighty-one tribulations, I grant ten to Buddhism. Go and arrange them."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shakyamuni's face showed gratitude, and his voice was exceptionally respectful.

"In that case, I shall take my leave." He still needed to go back and get Buddhism moving to compensate the Heavenly Court!

"Your Majesty, I shall also take my leave." The Three Pure Ones and the other sages bowed respectfully, and Haotian nodded slightly before they slowly withdrew from the Pixiang Hall.

Seeing that only the celestial beings of the Heavenly Court remained in the hall, Haotian chuckled: "You all know what you've gained this time. Buddhism is, after all, a great religion of the primordial world, and we can't let it be too embarrassed. Even though I reduced it by 20%, you still made a profit."

The immortals looked somewhat guilty. They had all secretly colluded to some extent, and His Majesty had always known about it, but none of them dared to go too far.

They were unaware that Bodhi Saint had previously suggested that Sun Wukong cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace!

But later, His Majesty allowed the monkey to cause trouble in the Heavenly Court, and he was able to escape from the Tushita Palace. The immortals immediately understood that the opportunity to settle the score had come!

"Your Majesty's wisdom shines forth, and we are deeply grateful." The immortals bowed in unison. His Majesty had pointed out this matter today, and they would have to be mindful of it in the future.

You can reach out, but don't go too far!

Haotian nodded in satisfaction. It's alright to be a little greedy, as long as you can get things done and don't cross the line, I won't mind.

He chuckled softly and said meaningfully, "Since you've received such a favor, you should help them out more in the future."

Sun Wukong took the blame for so many people, and in some ways, his future network of connections will probably surpass that of everyone in the prehistoric world.

Yaochi's brow twitched, and the immortals exchanged a knowing glance—the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, what a good person!

"The Journey to the West is about to begin. My Heavenly Court will take on thirty tribulations, and the rest will be distributed among Confucianism, Taoism, and the scattered cultivators of the primordial world. If you wish to descend to the mortal realm, you may seek out Bai Ze at Tushan."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." The immortals bowed, some showing interest, others remaining calm.

Haotian waved his hand: "Go!"

After two consecutive banquets, these guys had had enough rest, and now they were a thorn in his side. He told them to all go and work for him.

"We take our leave." The immortals departed one by one.

Bai Ze Tu Shan remained seated, not moving. His Majesty hadn't even asked about the true extent of the losses yet!

Yaochi whispered, "Regarding Sun Wukong, is Senior Brother going with the flow or doing it on purpose?"

Haotian blinked innocently and said, "What do you mean by that, Junior Sister? I don't quite understand."

I've been so good to that monkey! I've saved him several times and even preserved his path. At least his Golden Eyes of Truth haven't been lost; they haven't turned into some kind of fiery eyes.

"Don't pretend." Yaochi sighed helplessly. "Buddhism's current losses are due to Bodhi's talkativeness, but the actions were done by Sun Wukong. In the future, the resources for Buddhist disciples will definitely decrease. They dare not resent the sage, but will surely blame Sun Wukong for everything."