The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 250 - 134: I am a player, I am unreasonable, push horizontally!_1

Chapter 250: Chapter 134: I am a player, I am unreasonable, push horizontally!_1

Within the vast plains.

Clad in a white coat, Venerable’s eyes were deep and inscrutable, always concealing her thoughts from the world.

At this moment, the last stronghold of Bai Di’s palace in the vast plains had shrunk into a lump.

Nearly ten thousand Supreme Beings, supplemented by hundreds of Grand Supremes, had the stronghold encircled.

Now, with the doors of the Ten Thousand Demons opened, Yanran’s plan has been more than half accomplished.

Gazing at the stronghold, she saw the Great Sun Golden Lotus emitting scorching white radiance, a greedy glint flashed in her eyes.

"It... will be mine, and no one can stop me!"

After planning for so many years, she was closer to it than ever before!

The Great Sun Golden Lotus, a relic of the nirvana of the Great Sun Buddha, a supreme treasure, was now covered in dust, assumed to be an accidental lotus.

In her hands, this treasure could manifest its full potential.

The breezy realm and the demon-infested world tainted by her would become her real paradise.

And she, too, would have a chance to ascend.

"Venerable, when will we launch the full-scale attack?" A Grand Supreme Being standing beside her asked with a puzzled look on his face.

They had been besieging without attacking for twenty years, and he didn’t understand her rationale.

With the door of Ten Thousand Demons now open, the immediate task at hand should be to obliterate the remnants of Bai Di’s palace and bring the breezy realm entirely under control.

"When the Blood Lord is captured, the full onslaught will commence." Venerable had her own schemes.

Bai Ze ... that is, Buddha.

He is trapped in the cycle of reincarnation and has long lost his once formidable Mana.

But... to have him under her thumb was no easy task.

What she was best at was never cultivation nor doctrine, but rather the manipulation of hearts.

So, even though the Buddha in the past was far more powerful than her, wasn’t he still toyed with by her and fell into devilhood?

This also spawned the monstrous, demonic beings of this world.

"The Cat Demon Grand Supreme... should be returning soon," this Grand Supreme of the Human Clans seemed somewhat exhilarated.

He was about to witness a grand moment.

However, contemplating this, he seemed hesitant: "What if the Blood Lord is too strong, or has help, and the Cat Demon Grand Supreme fails to capture him, what then?"

"Even at his most formidable, he is but one Grand Supreme.

And how much assistance could he possibly get?

Even if the Cat Demon can’t capture him and he escapes, he will come here.

The canary... has always been here."

As for the Blood Lord, Yanran was indeed somewhat interested, though not as much as she was in Bai Ze.

She couldn’t detect any divine aura emanating from the Blood Lord.

Therefore, there was nothing to worry about.

No matter how talented, no matter how extraordinary, without divine status, he was but... a plaything.

Even Buddha, a being with divine status, didn’t she toy with him?

As for the Blood Lord, he was an unexpected pawn.

"Bai Ze, are you still unwilling to see me?" At this moment, a hint of a smile crossed Yanran’s face, a glimmer of loneliness echoed in her voice, resounding through the last stronghold of Bai Di’s Palace.

She began her performance.

Bai Ze’s figure appeared at this instant.

He looked at Yanran, his eyes filled with compassion: "Yanran, there’s endless suffering in this world, but it’s never too late to turn back. Don’t keep making mistakes."

"What have I done wrong?" Yanran’s face filled with sorrow, "I’m doing all this for the entire breezy realm.

Do you want to see the breezy realm ravaged by monsters, ultimately descending into destruction?"

Bai Ze rendered helpless: "That’s why the South Land... is the best solution."

By preventing cultivators from returning to life, we could wipe out the monsters.

It’s a helpless strategy, but there aren’t any better alternatives.

"Isn’t there... a better solution now?" Yanran looked at Bai Ze, a hint of sternness in her eyes, "The reincarnations of the Great Devil and the Demon Woman have been found, just need to..."

"Humph, Yanran, stop spewing lies and misleading the masses. You colluded with the World of Ten Thousand Demons, causing chaos. That’s a grave sin!" One of the Supremes from the Northern Thirteen Demons interjected, his eyes filled with rage.

How could he not be heartbroken to see his former sister disciple having transformed into this being?

"My mentor indeed bestowed me with grace heavy as a mountain, but he holds the life and death of this realm in his hands, and we should prioritize the wellbeing of all sentient beings!

Should the mentor perish, I would build a temple in his honor, praying for him night after night..."

Before Yanran could finish speaking, a panicked voice sounded.

A Grand Supreme, face marked with terror, bolted towards Yanran.

"It’s dangerous, it’s dangerous, they’re breaking through!"

Upon hearing this, an expression of surprise crossed Yanran’s face.

She glanced at Bai Ze and slowly said, "Husband, we must prioritize all sentient beings!"

In the past, Buddha, for the sake of all sentient beings, slew the Demon Woman who was lost along with him, that woman was her.

Now, Yanran was confident that Bai Ze would definitely slay the Blood Lord for the sake of all sentient beings.

In Bai Ze’s eyes, in Buddha’s eyes, there had only ever been all sentient beings. How could there be room for her, a Demon Woman?

And how could there be room for the Blood Lord, a Great Devil?

Yanran’s figure faded and she left the place.

At this moment, within the stronghold, Bai Ze’s eyes were unfathomable as if he was lost in thought.

The one who had just cursed at Venerable among the Northern Thirteen Demons wore a puzzled expression: "Broke through? Could it be... the mentor has arrived?"

Mentioning this made him somewhat emotional.

Reunions with old friends were always joyous occasions in this world.

Ningtuo, holding a Longsword, wore a black dress that accentuated her impeccable figure. Her face seemed delicately made up, revealing only half of it, enough to be considered the fairest in the world.

Her sword was enshrouded with the aura of greed, arrogance, and lust. A faint trace of fear lurked within her cold gaze: "I want... to go out and meet him."

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