Chapter 815: Chapter 449: Who Came Up with This on a Whim? (Part 2)

If this were any other time, the Sect Leader would have eagerly listened to these secrets; after all, the matters of the Lower Realm no longer satisfy him.

But now he’s pacing anxiously.

Not knowing is one thing.

But knowing, no matter what, is another matter altogether.

That person is Su Yu!

He has secretly granted her considerable authority, and if anything were to go wrong with her, wouldn’t it mean big trouble for the Four Seasons Sect?

If it really were to be like this.

How would he have the face to meet the senior brothers and sisters of the Upper Realm?

"Don’t worry too much."

The Ancestor Master knows he is worried.

"You forget that some forces in the mortal world wish to cleanse themselves, which requires some methods."

"Many things, aren’t they just turning black into white?"

The Sect Leader immediately retorted: "But they have committed countless evil deeds and still want to whitewash themselves? It’s simply wishful thinking!"

"If it weren’t for their reckless decision to isolate the heavens and the earth, how would so many beings have died horribly?"

At this point, the Sect Leader hardly resembles the dignitary in charge of the Four Seasons Sect; instead, he seems more like an angry ranger eager to cut them to pieces.

Only in front of the Ancestor Master would he act like this.

He is the Sect Leader.

At any other time, he cannot show a trace of panic or hastiness; he must remain calm and collected to handle any situation.

"But they have already started doing it."

"Guess if there are members of the Gnostic School in other sects now?"

The Ancestor Master stood up.

Gradually walking away.

His voice still echoed in his ears:

"Suppressing chaos and eradicating bandits are achievements, but recruiting talent is also an achievement; many people would be eager to tear into the flesh of the Gnostic School.

Using these achievements to establish their own foundation."

These words caused the Sect Leader to slump back into his seat.

Indeed.

The succession in other sects is not that simple.

Yet he thought it was simple.

He wanted Li Ye to work hard for the sect, but he forgot that the world is a vast makeshift troupe, with things he must compromise on.

...

Compared to the gloominess on the Sect Leader’s side.

Li Ye’s side was much more lively.

He invited all his friends from the Xiangshui Tree, gathering at the Xiangshui Villa, happily drinking.

Of course.

They weren’t drinking the throat-burning alcohol.

But fermented... wheat juice.

It was the first time they were drinking such a strange beverage; Bodhisattva Bosun was particularly enjoying it, even taking off half of his robe—or rather, the robe was too scanty to cover him.

The wheat juice bubbled over his chest, transforming the sober Bodhisattva into a drunken mess.

Muttering something like "A thousand sorrows, a thousand sorrows."

The others showed a complex expression on their faces.

Especially Chaos, who never had any fondness for the Buddhist Sect, sarcastically commented: "We should draw him like this and send it over to the Buddhist Sect for them to see.

Talk about meat passing through the gut, but Buddha stays in the heart.

Not true.

Quite the opposite!"

Chaos grew more excited as he spoke and genuinely started sketching, but Bodhisattva Bosun didn’t mind at all, letting him draw as he pleased.

As if they could chase after him if they wanted to.

It’s a joke.

Even Yao, for the first time, stood on the same side with him, agreeing:

"I say, anyone who doesn’t want to be Buddha is not a good Bodhisattva!"

This appeared once, when Li Ye used him as cannon fodder, a burly man spoke while drinking from bottle after bottle:

"Buddha takes turns; next year, it’ll be my turn. We should go to Kongxiang Temple together and snatch their Golden Body and throne!"

Upon hearing this.

Everyone present, who had more or less destroyed a world or something similar, agreed:

"Yes! Let’s rob them directly!"

"When I destroyed Kongxiang Temple in my world, there were blueprints of their temple."

"Brother Li! Let’s go now! They have so many myths over there; I can surely pull together an army for you!"

Li Ye, on the side: "..."

What’s going on.

How can there be someone in charge of improvisation and someone in charge of maps and someone in charge of raising troops?

This is my scenic Xiangshui Villa, not your tavern for carefree discussion!

He set down the wheat juice.

Looked at them: "Looks like you no longer wish to see me, so fine, I’ll send you all back."

He was about to cast a spell to send them away.

Seeing Li Ye like this, they hurriedly apologized:

"Just joking, don’t be mad, don’t be mad."

"Yes, yes, if it’s about attacking my world, it’s just about right; your side can’t be defeated."

"..."

Li Ye truly had no idea what to do with them.

Why does his Xiangshui Tree attract either mentally abnormal people or those who simply want to destroy the world?

Doesn’t he deserve sunny, cheerful brothers and sisters?

Hmm.

The bright, cheerful Holy T’an Flower swinging in the breeze seemed to smile in agreement.

She’s truly an expert in this aspect.

Managing a Divine Temple in that world for so many years, she understands religion quite thoroughly, to the point of possibly burning faith to play a trick on the Buddhist Sect.

Hmm? Wait a minute?

Why am I also thinking of causing trouble for Kongxiang Temple?

Clearly, they’ve treated me quite well.

Besides wanting me as a Bodhisattva, there probably isn’t much else.

Li Ye took a sip of wheat juice with some helplessness and said:

"Don’t just fool around."

"I invited you here for relaxation."

"Think of how to help me unwind!"

Ah?

This statement sounded off.

Everyone felt a vague suspicion—Li Ye seemed different today.

But upon realizing this, they grew happier.

Li Ye always appeared calm, but now he’s suddenly not normal, isn’t that just perfect?

They were all not normal!

So someone immediately improvised:

"If you’re unwinding, you should go outside, otherwise let’s target the Gnostic School, give them something hard!"

The speaker was Lang Yue.

Lately, she found it increasingly painful to care for the little sun; its light was meant to shine across the heavens, but due to Tribulation Qi, it was suppressed.

If it weren’t for Li Ye’s world’s release, the little sun might explode; thus, she desperately wanted to slap every person in the Gnostic School.

Gnostic Li Ye: "..."

Just knowing what his own sect has done, he dared not speak, even drinking the juice carefully.

Because he could sense... the birth of these small worlds seemingly relates somewhat to the Gnostic School.

For instance, Chaos.

Probably a topic they studied: if Chaos wasn’t an evil beast, then what?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Yet Lang Yue doesn’t want him to lower his head.

It’s Li Ye, the Gnostic School... combining the two fuels her anger tremendously.

"Cough cough!"

"You should know the way?"

She stared intently at Gnostic Li Ye.

The light of sun and moon shining intensely like concentrated lights, illuminating every detail.

Even the bubbles stuck to his lips were revealed.

"..."

Why won’t you let me go?

Gnostic Li Ye planned to be evasive, trying to bluff his way through; however, Li Ye looked at him.

Holding a lustrous starlit lotus flower.

"I think Lang Yue Yang Ke Dao You is quite right; indeed, we should teach the Gnostic School a lesson."

"With Tribulation Qi all over me, if they anger me, I’ll undergo Tribulation Crossing on their side and see who withstands it."

Li Ye’s gaze was hazy.

But his tone was decisively firm.

"..."

Wait, what do you mean?

Why are you also doing this?

Now he truly feels his future is bleak.

That is the Gnostic School.

Are these drunkards really going to attack there with wheat juice?

Isn’t that a bit rash?