The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 900 - 396: Buddhas from All Over the World Emerge, Buddha Nation Trembles! (Mega - of 8000 Words! Please Subscribe!)_3

Chapter 900: Chapter 396: Buddhas from All Over the World Emerge, Buddha Nation Trembles! (Mega Chapter of 8000 Words! Please Subscribe!)_3

Now, the Blood Master has said he would attend the Wan Buddha Conference.

Yet, his figure is still nowhere to be seen.

Of course, they can’t see him because their strength is too feeble.

At that moment, a hand landed on Chen Huan’s shoulder.

"Not bad, a few years gone by and you’ve become a Yin God?"

Qi Yuan appeared, clad in a blood robe, with faint delight in his eyes.

Latter, after a soul-stirring night with Ningtuo and Goldfinch, the two returned to the Stellar Gold Core, and with Divine Laws expanded the "Qiyuan Sutra" Golden Core Chapter, capturing new stars.

He traveled alone through the Flowing Wind Realm, searching for the whereabouts of the Door of All Differences.

Or he would sit in solitude, refining the "Qiyuan Sutra."

Now that the Wan Buddha Conference had convened, he came alone.

"Big... Big brother!" Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Huan abruptly turned his head, his speech shaky.

This familiar voice, the familiar visage, the off-key tone, it was definitely his big brother!

However, thinking of something, Chen Huan quickly said, "Big brother, you have to leave, I just saw the Foolish Daoist, he pointed a finger at me!"

This one finger gesture was the signal Chen Huan and the Foolish Daoist had previously agreed upon.

It meant danger... run!

Chen Huan naturally did not know that the Buddha Nation was currently searching for the Blood Master.

But the Foolish Daoist pointing a finger meant he had to flee!

Although he always trusted in Qi Yuan’s strength, times now were different.

The Demi-Buddhas, Pre-Buddhas, even the True Buddhas of the Buddha Nation, weren’t each one of them a Heaven Pride of a small world?

"Oh, why escape? I’m here to beg alms from these singles," Qi Yuan said with a relaxed demeanor.

Hearing this familiar intonation, Chen Huan’s heart steadied, but he still suggested, "Maybe we should leave first?"

At that moment, Kunshrimp Daoist, eyes squinting, was looking for an opportunity.

"Don’t worry, I beg alms often; these single folks are really nice, and every time I leave with a full load!" Qi Yuan said cheerfully.

He felt that begging was better than borrowing money.

If you borrow money, you have to worry about paying it back, and consider how much the other person has.

Begging is different.

You dare to say you don’t have a deep connection with me?

Then I will just sit here and not leave!

"What?" Chen Huan was dumbfounded, "These Demi-Buddhas are that easy to talk to?"

Kunshrimp Daoist, too, had a look of astonishment in his eyes, and for some reason, he felt that Blood Master’s actions were a bit odd.

"Of course, they’re easy to talk to," Qi Yuan said with a mysterious smile, "and I came prepared today, with a big gift for the Buddha Nation, hehe..."

Chen Huan was half-convinced, "Big brother, why don’t you come up with a plan for begging alms?"

Big brother’s plans might be unreliable, but without a plan, it felt even more unreliable.

"Why make plans for such small matters? Just wait here," Qi Yuan said, dismissing the concern.

Once he finished speaking, Qi Yuan immediately flew up into the sky in that moment.

Sure enough, this act immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

Because, other than those ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas and the Buddha Masters and Buddha Maidens participating in the Wan Buddha Conference, everyone else was forbidden to fly.

Countless gazes turned toward Qi Yuan, filled with surprise and shock.

And those ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas, naturally, turned their attention to Qi Yuan, their gaze unsure and astonished.

How had this man avoided their Divine Sense and appeared under their very eyes?

"Blood Master, you’ve come!"

White Eyebrow Quasi-Buddha spoke with a voice that was entwined with Buddha’s sounds, devoid of sorrow or joy.

Many cultivators within Guiqi City, upon hearing this, voiced their astonishment.

"He’s the Blood Master?"

"Such an old name!"

"A legend from the past?"

However, some long-lived Supreme beings’ complexions changed dramatically, as distant memories resurfaced. When they looked towards that figure in the sky, they thought they wouldn’t feel much upon seeing him again, but upon laying eyes on that streak of blood-red robe, their bodies couldn’t stop trembling.

"Wuguang Camp’s Jia three kowtows... to the Blood Master!"

"Wuguang Camp’s Liu Qing, paying respects to the Blood Master!"

These former Supreme beings were all bowing their heads!

The Dog Demon accompanying Buddha Master Wuguang also widened his eyes, incredulous as he smelled the scent of urine.

"Ah ah ah, the young master has become a god!"

Of course, what he didn’t know was that the fear of Qi Yuan was already carved deep into their souls.

Not to mention, the Qi Yuan of now was already at a realm unfathomable to him.

The once Blood Master, now in a red robe, did not have that terrifying, blood-red Demon Sword in hand, but still seemed a legend, just with his face alone.

He stood amidst the void, facing the ninety-seven Quasi-Buddhas.

For some reason, anyone who looked felt as though the Quasi-Buddhas appeared smaller and positioned lower.

"I’m here, you singles, I know you’ve been waiting for me a long time, but don’t rush."

Of course, the legend spoke with a crispness.

Kunshrimp Daoist’s forehead creased with lines, looking towards Chen Huan, "Your... Blood Master has issues in the head?"

To dare call the Quasi-Buddhas singles!

Even though the Quasi-Buddhas were indeed singles, it was somewhat disrespectful to call them out like this.

"It’s just that Blood Master’s way of thinking is different from ordinary people," Chen Huan said, also somewhat anxious.

He had finally understood why the Foolish Daoist had hinted at him to run.

Calling the Quasi-Buddhas that, the Blood Master could get killed.

White Eyebrow Quasi-Buddha’s expression changed slightly, maintaining the dignity of a Quasi-Buddha.

"Since you have shown yourself, hand over the Great Sunlight Gold Lotus," White Eyebrow Quasi-Buddha demanded, refraining from taking immediate action.

The Buddha, after all, values face.

"Cough cough..." Qi Yuan coughed, the blood-red robe rustling, "Well, even though I’ve swallowed your Great Sunlight Gold Lotus, and indeed owe you for that, you see, I’m someone who repays kindness with kindness and grudges with grudges.

I’ll compensate you; what do you think?"

Not far away, Can Tuo Demi-Buddha witnessed the scene, his mouth twitching.

That calamity really had come.