Chapter 811 - 16: The Struggle Between Buddhism and Daoism

Chapter 811: Chapter 16: The Struggle Between Buddhism and Daoism

On the floating islands of the Hundred Lands University amidst the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

"This Huanglong is quite interesting..."

Looking at the reflection of Huanglong in the Kunlun Mirror, Li Boyang couldn’t help but smile.

Transforming from a God to an Immortal, from a Buddha to a Daoist, Huanglong’s carefree demeanor was simply astonishing.

However, while some found joy, others found sorrow. Standing by and looking at the reflection in the Kunlun Mirror, Er Tu’s attitude was evidently different.

"Interesting my ass, no persistence, no stance at all."

"No wonder, despite being extraordinarily gifted, he only achieved this much after cultivating for thousands of years."

Looking at the image of Huanglong with disdain, Er Tu, no less sharp-tongued than Xiluo, taunted fiercely.

"You’re no better than him."

"As your reincarnation, this Huanglong at least didn’t die from being a philanderer."

These words left Er Tu speechless.

Indeed, the reason why Li Boyang brought out the Kunlun Mirror to observe Huanglong was not because the latter obstructed Xiluo.

But because Huanglong was the reincarnated individual whose soul passed through the Six Paths of Reincarnation after Er Tu’s death.

Naturally, for the current Er Tu, such a future no longer existed.

Hence, the Huanglong thousands of years later was eager to rewrite his past.

Otherwise, if Er Tu lived for thousands of years more, Huanglong’s existence would naturally be replaced.

Only by ensuring his birth in the same era as Er Tu beforehand could Huanglong rewrite his own origin and become a truly independent being.

"He’s not much better for getting involved with Xiluo either."

Listening to Er Tu’s resentful grumbling, Li Boyang merely smiled calmly.

"Do you know why Xiluo didn’t kill him?"

"Stripping away his Divine Format and reducing him to a mortal, in fact, was actually aiding him in rewriting his destiny."

"From Huanglong Master to Huanglong Daoist, he shed not only the identity of the Descended Buddha, but also the future Buddhist-Daoist conflict with Lv Yan."

Rolling his eyes in exasperation, Er Tu now knew who Lv Yan was.

"Do you have that much confidence in your Pure Yang Primordial Spirit?"

"From the way you arranged it, even if the Pure Yang Primordial Spirit was reincarnated as Lv Yan, he would only inherit the identity of ’Emperor Donghua’."

"He’s not you, he doesn’t have your abilities and wisdom, how can he contend with those Pathfinders?"

"Or do you really believe he can achieve Dao in one lifetime and attain the status of a Daluo Golden Immortal?"

Hearing this, Li Boyang merely raised an eyebrow slightly and then shifted the topic with a silent smile.

"How many people do you think are watching this now?"

Knowing that whenever Li Boyang doesn’t want to talk, no one can get any answers.

Xiluo understood this deeply before, so Er Tu also did not dwell on this question, instead, he turned his gaze back to the scene in the Kunlun Mirror.

At this moment, the scene in the Kunlun Mirror had switched back to the present, focusing back on Xiluo.

However, the current world observed through the Kunlun Mirror differed significantly from what mortal eyes could see.

Lines of void causalities and timelines were distinctly visible, spreading across different eras of the past and future like a spider web.

The masters of these causalities and timelines were the Pathfinders currently watching Xiluo.

Compared to the blatant obstacles when Xiluo proved the way of the Divine Spirit.

The current Pathfinders had clearly learned their lesson, merely hiding in the shadows, monitoring the development of events.

"Isn’t this obvious?"

"A fallen Daluo Golden Immortal, with only one Primordial Spirit left."

"I suspect all Pathfinders capable of projecting their attention to this era are now watching this issue."

With no more information gaps, Er Tu came to a logical conclusion.

Putting himself in their shoes, Er Tu thought if he were those Pathfinders, he would definitely take a gamble on it.

"I’m curious as to why you only tried once and then gave up?"

"Afterwards, it seemed that only Xiluo has been busy with this matter."

"You, the concerned party, seem like an outsider, entirely acting like a hands-off manager."

This was the most puzzling point for Er Tu after understanding the ins and outs of the entire incident.

The Pure Yang Primordial Spirit left by the Fusang Emperor was, after all, Li Boyang’s avatar.

Why did Li Boyang decisively abandon the idea of continuing to try after failing to reshape the physical body with the Seven-Colored Lotus?

In contrast, Xiluo became unusually busy, constantly seeking and cultivating various types of Elixirs of Immortality.

"If you don’t want to talk, then don’t. Don’t come up with some ambiguous words to fool me."

Before Li Boyang could open his mouth, Er Tu noticed the change in his expression and interrupted without hesitation.

"Look, from what you’re saying, you’d think I’m a liar!"

"Yet it’s clearly you who’s the big-talking liar, now acting all ’stay away from me’."

Slightly curling his lips without leaving a trace, Li Boyang felt that Er Tu must have been led astray by Xiluo, otherwise why would he be so wary of him?

"Right, you’re indeed not a liar..."

"But you don’t need to deceive, do you?"

Thinking of Xiluo being played around by Li Boyang, Er Tu asked with self-awareness.

"Just by selectively telling some truths, you can play people around. Isn’t this your long-time wicked fun?"

"Compared to you, I’m the real victim here!"

"And ever since Ying Long, to set a good example for him, I haven’t bragged to outsiders for a long time."

Shaking his shoulders with some disappointment, Li Boyang disliked Er Tu’s untimely sobriety.

Or rather, when it doesn’t involve personal interests, Er Tu’s mind has always been clear and he knows well how to maintain appropriate curiosity.

"Forget it, since you don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to say it either."

Decisively shifting the topic once again, Li Boyang casually shook the Kunlun Mirror, and the scene on it underwent an earth-shattering change.

Instead of focusing on Xiluo thousands of miles away, it reflected the landscape of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

"Is this... the entrance to Heaven’s Edge?"

Quickly recognizing the grand canal in the Kunlun Mirror, Er Tu looked puzzled at Li Boyang.

"Why are you suddenly interested in this place?"

"Could it be related to your hands-off management?"

"Are you going ’fishing’ again?"

"Is it related to the Buddhist-Daoist conflict you mentioned earlier? Who’s your target this time?"

"Taiyi? Lord of the Mansion? Houtu? Or some other existence?"

This time Li Boyang directly rolled his eyes, then said with some displeasure.

"What kind of image do I have in your minds?"

"Look at this..."

As Li Boyang spoke, he zoomed in on the scene in the Kunlun Mirror.

Soon, a ferryboat appeared completely in the Kunlun Mirror, and on the bow stood a group of bird-headed, human-bodied, winged, bluish-gray creatures.

"They are... Dove Men? Exchange students from the Northern Lands, the Xuanpu Kingdom?"

Narrowing his eyes to observe for a while, Er Tu quickly identified them by their attire.

"Exchange students coming to the Hundred Lands Mountain Range at this time?"

As if realizing something suddenly, Er Tu opened his eyes wider and looked at Li Boyang with astonishment.

"My future student... could they be among them?"

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