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Qi Yun Zen Temple. The night was late, and all was quiet.

Inside the guest room, a single Cyan Jade Lotus Lamp cast a warm, gentle halo, illuminating a small patch of the floor.

The shadows of an ancient pine's branches slanted across the window lattice, stretching into the room. They cast dancing silhouettes upon the polished floor, which, woven with the faint, unending murmur of Brahma Chanting from the distance, only served to deepen the room's profound stillness.

Qi Yun sat cross-legged on a Meditation Mat, his eyes slightly closed. His aura had almost completely merged with the nocturnal rhythm of the Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm.

His mind, however, had already sunk into the Supreme Realm Heaven that belonged to him alone.

Deep within the Daluo Heaven, chaos reigned undefined.

Four colossal pillars, as thick as those supporting a grand hall and colored the deep, dark shade of primordial chaotic rock, stood guard in the four cardinal directions.

The pillars were naturally inscribed with the Dao Patterns of the four fundamental elements: earth, fire, wind, and water. These patterns were currently flowing slowly, sending down currents of chaotic energy so thick they seemed tangible, weaving together into an indestructible cage.

At the center of the cage, a faint but stubborn speck of golden light flickered uncertainly, like a candle guttering in the wind.

This was the Golden Pool Arhat, utterly suppressed and sealed within.

Qi Yun's figure materialized silently in the center of this chaos.

He carried with him the supreme authority of a master over this corner of Heaven and Earth.

His gaze was indifferent as it fell upon the terrified, contorted facial apparition of Jinchi, faintly visible within that golden light.

"You… you're not a Buddhist Cultivator at all! Who in the world are you?"

Jinchi's voice, intermittent and frail, emanated from the speck of light. It was high-pitched and weak, yet he was still trying to muster a final shred of dignity and intimidation.

"How dare you try to pass as one of us and infiltrate my Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm!

Release me at once! I… I can swear a great oath to ensure your safe departure!

Otherwise, if this gets out, you will be refined into a Buddha Lamp and burn for all eternity!"

A classic case of putting up a brave front.

Qi Yun didn't even lift an eyelid, showing no intention of responding.

To him, this was already a fish on the chopping block. 'Why waste my breath?'

He slowly raised his right hand. His five fingers curled into a grasping motion, aimed at the golden speck of light.

[Mastering All Skills]

The supreme will of Commanding All Skills descended. The Dao Patterns on the four chaotic stone pillars flared brightly, and the descending currents of energy tightened abruptly, locking down Jinchi's speck of origin light so tightly that it couldn't even muster the faintest ripple of a struggle.

Then, Qi Yun raised his left hand, palm facing up. A dark light flowed around his fingertips, different from the domineering control of [Mastering All Skills].

[Seizing Profound Intent]

OMMM—!

Under the absolute suppression of [Mastering All Skills] and the precise extraction of [Seizing Profound Intent], Jinchi's speck of origin light began to tremble violently!

The very "foundation" of its existence was being forcibly extracted, strand by strand, by an irresistible force!

The phantom of his Purple Mansion collapsed; his Buddhist Elemental Magical Power, cultivated over hundreds of years, was drawn away like a receding tide.

The golden light of fortune from his Arhat Dao Foundation scattered like flakes of peeled gold foil.

His lifetime of enlightenment, the seeds of intent for his numerous Buddhist Sect Divine Techniques… all transformed into countless, minuscule, brilliant motes of light. Like golden sand swept up by a gale, they were stripped from the golden light and converged toward the palm of Qi Yun's upturned left hand.

The [Magic Technique Panel] could not perform Refinement on a living person; this had long been a limitation.

Therefore, if he wanted to integrate Elder Jinchi's lifetime of Buddhist Dao Intent into the [Great Brightness Shizhi Dharma Body]…

...he first had to strip it away, and only then could he hand it over to the [Magic Technique Panel] for Refinement.

"AHHH—!!!

Demon! Stop!!"

Jinchi let out a soul-rending howl of utter agony.

It was a form of torture a thousand times more painful than death by a thousand cuts, an annihilation of the very foundation of his being.

The stripped motes of light gathered, swirled, and compressed above Qi Yun's left palm.

Gradually, a new ball of golden light—more condensed, purer, and radiating the fluctuations of pure Buddhist Dao aura and Arhat Merit Fruit—began to form.

At first, it was the size of a grain of rice, then a bean, and finally…

"Condense."

Qi Yun whispered.

Nineteen incomparably brilliant, perfectly round, and radiant golden orbs fully condensed into shape!

Their form was perfectly spherical and flawless, their color pure and majestic. Miniature Sanskrit characters seemed to flow within them, and the faint sound of Brahma Chanting could be heard.

A faint scent of sandalwood and a Dao Rhyme like the clash of metal also emanated from them naturally.

These were the product of the Golden Pool Arhat's entire Buddhist Dao Cultivation and his lifetime of enlightenment—

Nineteen Arhat Relics!

Each one contained the very core essence of a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Buddhist Cultivator Arhat's Daoist Intent.

Their value far surpassed that of ordinary Celestial and Earthly Spiritual Objects by an untold amount!

Feeling the foundation of his existence being plundered clean, Jinchi's residual consciousness let out a final, desperate, and indignant roar, a roar filled with the most venomous of Curses:

"You… you slaughter the innocent, plunder a Dao Foundation, and defy the great vow of Compassion of my Buddhist Sect, walking this Demon Dao!

You will never achieve enlightenment!

You will surely suffer heavenly retribution and be cast into eternal torment!

You'll never succeed! Never—!!!"

Hearing this Curse, filled with venom and despair, a faint smirk suddenly tugged at the corner of Qi Yun's otherwise impassive mouth.

It was not anger, but a kind of… mockery.

"A joke."

"Who told you…"

"...that I was planning to cultivate the Buddhist Dao?"

The moment his words fell, the chaotic energy beside Qi Yun parted naturally to both sides.

A figure stepped out from the void.

He wore a simple monk's robe as white as snow. His face was peaceful and compassionate, and his eyes held the light of boundless wisdom.

It was precisely the [Great Brightness Shizhi Dharma Body]—Fa Hai—that Qi Yun had created from his [Primordial True Body].

Fa Hai, a gentle smile on his face, faced Jinchi and performed a standard, solemn Buddhist salute with one hand held before his chest. His tone was warm and gentle, as if he were catching up with an old friend:

"Amitabha Buddha."

"Brother Jinchi, this tribulation was inescapable. It was all fated.

My true self was the one who captured and killed you. My true self was the one who seized and will refine your Dao.

All the karmic consequences will be shouldered by my true self alone."

He paused slightly, his smile growing even more compassionate and clear:

"What does any of this have to do with me, Fa Hai?"

"Brother, please go in peace.

As for the essence of your being, it would be impolite for this humble monk to refuse."

In the days to come, when this humble monk uses this foundation for Seeking Gold and Proving the Dao, and successfully achieves the Bodhisattva Fruit Position…"

Fa Hai's voice was gentle, yet every word was like a needle, piercing Jinchi's consciousness:

"...I will be sure to remember, before the Buddha, the grace of your 'self-sacrifice' and assistance today."

"My Buddha is compassionate~"

He intoned the final Buddhist phrase with a solemn, dignified expression, full of sincere emotion.

Upon hearing this, Jinchi's last flicker of golden light froze abruptly. Then it flashed violently, illuminating the utterly contorted face within—an apparition filled with boundless horror, absurdity, and venom.

He stared blankly at the two figures before him.

One had an aura as deep as the eternal starry sky, indifferent and cold, wielding the power of extraction.

The other radiated a Buddha Light as brilliant as a glazed treasure moon, smiling compassionately as he accepted the "gift."

Their faces were identical, yet their temperaments were polar opposites, like the two sides of light and shadow.

This scene completely shattered his final understanding of the world and his mental defenses.

"Demon… Demon!

You two… are both Demons!!!"

"Demons in Buddha's skin!!!"

"You will surely be cast into Abi Hell!

You will never be reincarnated! Never—!!!"

With that endlessly venomous roar, the last sliver of golden light exploded, dissolving into specks of faint golden dust devoid of any spiritual nature.

It was immediately swept up by the surrounding currents of chaotic energy and utterly annihilated, leaving no trace behind.

The Daluo Heaven returned to silence.

Only the nineteen brilliant, golden Arhat Relics remained, hovering quietly above Qi Yun's palm, spinning slowly and emitting an alluring, Dao Rhyme-infused radiance.

The compassionate smile on Fa Hai's face slowly faded, replaced by a gentle calm.

He gave a slight nod to the projection of Qi Yun's true will.

Qi Yun remained silent. With a single thought,

the nineteen Arhat Relics transformed into nineteen streams of incredibly condensed golden Flowing Light. Like birds returning to their nest, they all sank into the jade-like palm of Fa Hai.

In the next moment, Fa Hai sat cross-legged in the air deep within the Daluo Heaven. A phantom of a pure White Lotus pedestal naturally appeared beneath him.

With a dignified and solemn expression, he formed the Great Brightness Seal with his hands before his chest and slightly closed his eyes.

The mellow and clear Buddha Light surrounding him, like a sacred fire fed fresh kindling, suddenly became intensely brilliant and… real.

[Magic technique auto-update complete. This is a minor version update. The magic effect has been adjusted as follows:]

[Great Brightness Shizhi Dharma Body 2.0: Dharma Body Perfected!]

Suddenly!

Fa Hai's aura began to rise and transform at a steady yet astonishing rate.

The Great Light Appearance, which was already clear and perfect, now expanded its halo layer by layer. The lotus flowers, Sanskrit, and Bodhisattva apparitions manifesting within gradually took on a tangible weight and spiritual nature.

At the core of the Light Appearance, the silhouette of the Great Brightness and Power Arriving Bodhisattva grew ever clearer.

Its lowered eyelids seemed about to lift, radiating a faint, virtuous light that could comfort all living beings and pierce through illusion.

At the same time, all 36,000 pores on Fa Hai's body opened and closed slightly with his breaths, inhaling and exhaling pure Great Brightness Buddha Essence. His aura became perfectly harmonious, free from any hint of the "deliberate" quality that came from being simulated and transformed by the [Primordial True Body].

At this moment, he was, in every sense, a True Cultivator of the Buddhist Sect who had bathed in Buddha Light since childhood, mastered the Great Brightness Glazed Treasure Scripture, and reached this stage one step at a time!

BOOM—!

Fa Hai's body trembled slightly, exuding a sense of satisfaction as his level of existence was made whole.

All the Buddha Light around him receded inward, completely fusing with his Dharma Body.

Beneath his skin, a gentle Treasure Light seemed to flow, and his bones were tinged with a faint gold, taking on a glazed, glass-like texture.

At the Ancestral Acupoint between his brows, a speck of pure white light was naturally born.

Though not yet fully formed, it already contained the subtle implication of a nascent Wisdom Eye, one that could perceive True Suchness.

The most miraculous change occurred beneath the lotus pedestal upon which he sat.

The pedestal, once a mere phantom, had solidified noticeably. Its petals unfurled, releasing the pure fragrance of a lotus.

Beneath the lotus pedestal, the chaotic energy of the Daluo Heaven was pushed aside and smoothed out by an invisible force.

A peculiar space, about ten feet in diameter, slowly unfurled.

The ground in this space was neither gold nor jade, but a soft, pale gold, as smooth as a mirror, yet seemingly capable of bearing all things.

In the air, extremely faint yet undeniably real motes of golden dust drifted down, like the ceaseless falling of "celestial flowers" in a Buddha's Pure Land.

Faintly, the distant sounds of Brahma Chanting and chiming bells seemed to echo in this small space, pure and tranquil, capable of washing the dust from one's Heart and Spirit.

This was not a complete Realm Heaven.

But the aura it exuded faintly resonated with the Buddha's Rhyme that permeated the Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm.

It was even purer, even more ancient.

The embryonic form of a Pure Land!

For the Immortal Dao, it is a Realm Heaven; for the Buddhist Dao, it is a Pure Land.

At this moment, Fa Hai sat quietly in the center of this nascent, ten-foot Pure Land, supported by the pure White Lotus pedestal. The Light Appearance behind his head was complete, and his body was wreathed in a natural Buddha's Rhyme.

No matter what Secret Skill was used to probe him, no matter what Wisdom Eye was used to observe him, he was an outstanding talent of the Buddhist Sect with a solid foundation and profound Buddha Nature.

There was no longer any trace of the superficiality of a simulation.

He slowly opened his eyes, the light of wisdom and Compassion flowing within them. This formed the starkest of contrasts with the gaze of Qi Yun's true self not far away—a gaze as deep as the starry sky, as indifferent as eons-old Profound Ice.

The two shared the same face and were connected at their origin, yet they seemed to stand at the two opposite poles of the Dao.

Fa Hai nodded slightly, offering his true self a gentle, peaceful, and dignified smile.

The body was now ready. The path ahead was promising.

Qi Yun's true self watched all this impassively, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed from afar at the embryonic ten-foot Pure Land.

The golden dust drifting down within the Pure Land paused for a moment, then began to fall in a more mysterious trajectory. The faint Brahma Chanting also seemed to become an infinitesimal bit clearer.

"Consolidate it well. This path… is viable."

After offering this faint word of advice, Qi Yun's projected will slowly dissipated.

Back in the guest room, the halo of the Cyan Jade Lotus Lamp remained gentle.

The seated Qi Yun slowly opened his eyes. Deep within them, a faint glimmer of chaotic light flashed before vanishing.

Outside the window, the night wind rustled through the ancient pine, its soft whispers harmonizing with the distant Brahma Chanting.

The Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm remained solemn and serene… bathed in the ubiquitous light of the Buddha.

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