Checking in for 100,000 Years

"In legend, the Golden Buddha is precious, the Purple Buddha is revered... Purple Buddha, how... how is this possible?"

Just when the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman knelt down, the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor murmured to himself, his expression both excited and fervent.

Originally, his act of salvation was merely to purify Ye Yun’s mind from any worldly impurities.

To instill in him a sense of goodness and compassion, thereby reducing future Heart Demons during his cultivation.

If Ye Yun’s destiny was suitable, he could then formally join the Holy Buddha Sect.

However, what the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor did not expect was.

His full-powered display of salvation unexpectedly brought forth a true Buddha.

And this true Buddha was actually the legendary color purple!

The Purple true Buddha, indescribably esteemed and extremely mysterious, has only existed in legends.

In nearly millions of years of history, no Purple Buddha has appeared throughout the Divine Land.

Once a Purple Buddha appears, for cultivators like those of the Buddha Sect, even if their realm is higher, they cannot resist the oppressive feeling brought by the purple Buddhist Law.

This is akin to the Dragon Clan Bloodline.

Faced with the Purple Buddha behind Ye Yun, the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor felt immense pressure and had no choice but to kneel.

This feeling was akin to facing the Great Buddha King.

Despite kneeling to a cultivator of the Divine Monarch Realm, the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor felt no grievance, instead, his heart was fervent and in the depths of his eyes lay an overwhelming sense of devotion.

The Yoga Godlord also knelt down.

She, too, practiced the Buddhist Path and had no resistance against the Purple Buddha.

Master Hongyun, however, still had not recovered.

As for the other female disciples of the Holy Buddha Sect on the Celestial Boat, they too knelt on the boat, not daring to lift their heads.

"Oh no, I overdid it..."

Looking at this scene, Ye Yun raised an eyebrow and shook his head subtly.

He originally just wanted to display a special effect of the Buddha Sect to awe the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor, but unexpectedly, this special effect was too intense, making everyone utterly dumbfounded.

"This Mahamudra Sutra truly is the supreme divine scripture of the Buddha Sect! The Purple Divine Buddha cultivated from it exerted such a significant suppressive effect on the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor and others, akin to the suppression of Ancestral Dragon Bloodline on the Dragon Clan..."

Ye Yun thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he gently waved his hand, and the vast array of Purple Divine Buddhas in the void instantly vanished.

All the pressure disappeared immediately.

"Why are you all kneeling? Didn’t I just perform a salvation? Do you all want to apprentice under me?"

Ye Yun, with his hands behind him, smiled and said.

The Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor stood up, face flushed, unable to respond.

The Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman was the same.

The Yoga Godlord stood up, looking incredulously at Ye Yun, her expression still deeply shocked.

"Yoga Godlord, do you think it’s completely illogical that a salvation could cultivate a Purple Buddha?"

Ye Yun turned his gaze and asked with a smile.

"It’s extremely illogical; how could you achieve such a high accomplishment in such a short time?"

The Yoga Godlord was aghast, staring at Ye Yun with fear.

The more she thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.

How could such a Purple Buddha appear on a Yinfuti person?

Is heaven blind?

A God King expert like the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor, who practiced Buddhist Law all his life, still cannot reach the realm of the Purple Buddha.

Yet this Yinfuti, with five poisons complete and an inherently hard temperament, managed to break through to the legendary realm of the Purple Buddha in less than two hours?

And the powerful aura released by the Purple Buddha, even a high-level expert like the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor of the Divine King Realm, could not resist.

Could only prostrate.

This is pure Buddhist Path suppression, not a confrontation of strength.

...

The more the Yoga Godlord thought about it, the more frightened she felt, as if she was immersed in a dream, yet to awaken.

"Appoint you to manage the cooking class and all become special forces, well, this seems to be the joke..." Ye Yun chuckled slightly, uttering an incomprehensible sentence.

Seeing everyone dumbfounded, Ye Yun casually smiled, then continued: "Things in this world are indeed marvelous. If I said only Yinfuti could accomplish the Purple Buddha, would you believe it?"

"..."

The Yoga Godlord was speechless.

She didn’t know whether to believe that only a Yinfuti could accomplish the Purple Buddha.

"I believe it!"

The Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor exclaimed.

He looked at Ye Yun intently, fervently, as if he were a seasoned supporter.

"I believe too, Master."

The Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman also spoke, looking at Ye Yun with bright eyes, which bore a hint of admiration.

Seeing this pair of master and disciple thoroughly convinced by himself, Ye Yun raised an eyebrow and smiled awkwardly.

"Actually... I should indeed thank the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor; after all, your salvation helped me achieve the Purple Buddha. Though I’ve just stepped into the threshold of the Purple Buddha, my level in the Buddhist Path indeed far surpasses yours!"

Ye Yun withdrew his smile and spoke calmly.

"Buddha Lord, your words are entirely correct!"

The Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor clasped his hands together with a reverent face and said.

At this moment.

He no longer possessed the lofty demeanor.

"What did you call me?"

Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, asking curiously.

"I call you Buddha Lord—the master of all Buddhas in the world.

Only a noble Purple Buddha like you is the pinnacle of the Buddhist Path in the Divine Land!"

The Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor said seriously, his expression growing increasingly fervent.

"Alright! This title... I accept!"

Ye Yun thought for a moment and agreed.

He already had several identities in the Divine Land, and having one more as Buddha Lord didn’t matter.

More lice do not fear bites.

Ye Yun’s mindset was like this now.

And the Mahamudra Sutra he practiced, in terms of cultivation technique level, indeed surpasses the Buddhist Path level of the Divine Land.

Seeing the Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor already calling Ye Yun Buddha Lord, the Yoga Godlord’s face paled.

She suddenly remembered that once salvation succeeds, she would become a mere handmaid pounding shoulders.

"Hey!"

Ye Yun discerned the thoughts of the Yoga Godlord, and with a very playful smile said: "Yoga Godlord, quickly come and pound the shoulders of this Buddha Lord!"

The Yoga Godlord was stunned, took a step but then stopped.

"Yoga, my Holy Buddha Sect people always keep their word!"

The Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman said softly, as she slowly walked toward Ye Yun.

The Yoga Godlord gritted her teeth and had no choice but to follow.

The Saintess was prepared to sacrifice herself to be the Dao companion of this Buddha Lord; she was merely a handmaid pounding shoulders, by comparison, far less sacrifice than the Saintess needed.

"Yoga, serve the Buddha Lord well!"

The Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor glared fiercely at the Yoga Godlord, speaking unceremoniously.

"I understand, Holy Sky Buddha Ancestor."

The Yoga Godlord shivered slightly and nodded hurriedly.

With these words.

She and the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman, two beauties, walked to Ye Yun’s sides.

The Yoga Godlord extended her delicate fist and lightly pounded on Ye Yun’s shoulder.

"Use some strength, didn’t you eat, Yoga Godlord?"

Ye Yun shouted softly.

"I..." The Yoga Godlord blushed deeply, bowed her head, and added a bit more strength.

Feeling the comfort on his shoulders, Ye Yun brought out a chair to sit on, then took out a purple smoking pipe, lit it, inhaled lightly, and revealed a contented expression.

Whew...

A wisp of blue smoke was exhaled from Ye Yun’s mouth.

"Cough, cough!"

Smelling smoke, the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman couldn’t help but cough twice.

"Is this truly the Purple Buddha?"

Looking at Ye Yun blowing smoke, the Fallen Leaf Sacred Woman felt an indescribable special feeling.

How did such a Yinfuti complete with five toxins cultivate into the Purple Buddha!

Is it fake?

Could all this be an illusion?!