Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Chapter 561: Chapter 562: Endless Tribulations

In the Central Continent, at the Great Thunderclap Temple — the Great Hero Hall.

The Buddhas once again gathered together.

Only this time, the atmosphere was far less mild than at first.

A wordless pressure filled this magnificent hall, and Ru Nan, seated on the main throne, also wore a solemn expression.

Ru Nan’s gaze swept across the assembled Buddhas, and he spoke softly:

”Let us begin the council.”

The words had barely fallen when the Eight-Turn True Buddha spoke:

”How long has Buddhist Son Wukong been out of contact?”

The Eight-Turn True Buddha continued, his tone grief-stricken:

”I had thought Huang Miao’s letting the Buddhist Son cross the Pudu River was a gesture of goodwill. We waited several months for this.”

”Even when the Buddhist Son first lost contact, we only made inquiries. And now?”

”Letting the Buddhist Son cross the river was our gesture of goodwill, yet this is the result.”

”The Buddhist sect yields at every turn, and in the end will only be manipulated.”

”One step slow, every step slow. To wait any longer is to wait in vain.”

”Even clay statues have three parts fire in them. On the Pudu River, there was only Huang Miao. Though he is a top Tribulation Transcending cultivator, if we act together, the ones who should fear are them!”

The Eight-Turn True Buddha’s voice was firm and resonant, his expression extremely impassioned.

The Liupeng True Buddha shook his head slightly and spoke:

”Eight-Turn, do not be so anxious. Buddhist Son Wukong’s spiritual light still remains in the temple, and shows no abnormality.”

”Perhaps Buddhist Son Wukong is simply unable to contact us for the moment. The Three Sects’ arrival in the Western Ox Continent itself shows displeasure with us, so they naturally would offer the Buddhist Son no help.”

”You must understand — once we act, the room for maneuver becomes extremely narrow.”

”Better to first send a letter demanding a reply within two days. If no response comes, then we may discuss whether to act.”

”After all, Buddhist Son Wukong is still within the bounds of the Western Ox Continent.”

The Eight-Turn True Buddha’s expression turned stern:

”Yield again?”

The Liupeng True Buddha shook his head: ”Not yielding, but rather — when matters ease, they may yet turn out well. To completely alienate the Three Sects brings us no benefit.”

The Eight-Turn True Buddha’s face was heavy.

To his right.

A faint smile, seemingly mocking, appeared on the face of Shi Yun Buddha:

”All of you in council seem to like hiding things, never speaking plainly.”

”When the Buddhist Son crossed the Pudu River, the words Huang Miao spoke — you must all know them, yes? Why has no one mentioned them?”

Shi Yun’s gaze fell directly upon Ru Nan:

”Does Venerable Buddha Ru Nan know?”

”That Huang Miao said even the Venerable Buddha could not have crossed the river that day, while the Buddhist Son could — because he had given face to Chu Xingchen.”

”Wukong has trained long in the Buddhist sect, and his trials have mostly been in the Western Ox Continent.”

”Chu Xingchen has only recently risen to prominence. Whether he is a hidden genius of the Heavenly Derivation Sect, we do not even know.”

”When did Chu Xingchen come to know the Buddhist Son, and when did their relationship become close enough that Chu Xingchen would specifically grant him face?”

”If you ask me, it may not be that Wukong cannot send out word, but rather that he simply does not wish to send out word.”

These words fell, and everyone turned their gaze to Shi Yun.

These words carried the sting of an indictment.

Who did not know that the Buddhist Son was the Buddhist Son of the Buddhist sect?

If he were to defect to the Daoist sect, it would be a considerable blow to the Buddhist sect’s prestige.

Most critically, this analysis was not without reason.

Hua Wu no longer remained silent, speaking calmly:

”The Buddhist Son has grown up in the Great Thunderclap Temple since childhood. He chants Buddhist sutras, is bathed in Buddhist light, and all that he has comprehended is Buddhist principle.”

”For him to defect thus would mean the problem lies with all of us seated here.”

”Eight-Turn True Buddha, do you not agree?”

Wukong had been recommended by Eight-Turn, and so regardless, there was a connection.

Eight-Turn’s face showed slight displeasure as he nodded.

No matter his emotions, on this question he could only accept it.

Ru Nan’s gaze fell upon Hua Wu. He nodded slightly in acknowledgment of this view, and spoke: