On the upper floor of a tavern, Chen Yuan and Moluo sat opposite each other, both quietly watching the scene below, when suddenly, the figure of a wandering monk came into view.

He knelt every three steps, bowing his head every five steps. His forehead was covered with a huge callus from repeated kowtowing, making his head look quite peculiar.

"What is this about?"

Chen Yuan turned to Moluo beside him and asked.

"In the Western Regions, there is an unwritten rule."

"What rule?"

"If there are elders lying on a sickbed at home, one must travel barefoot to Spirit Mountain to bow and pray for peace. Otherwise... it is considered unfilial to the parents and disrespectful to the Buddhist, and one will not receive the Buddha's blessings in the next life."

"With parents lying ill in bed, what's the use of not inviting a doctor and instead going to Spirit Mountain to kowtow?"

Parents are living Buddhas, why go a thousand miles to worship at Spirit Mountain?

Chen Yuan frowned deeply.

"This rule has been passed down for thousands of years and has already taken root in the people's hearts."

"Is everyone like this?"

"Some are unwilling."

"What happens to them?"

"If someone reports them to the government, they will be arrested."

"Heh…"

Chen Yuan shook his head lightly and chuckled softly after hearing this.

"What do you think?"

Moluo, accustomed to the scene below, turned his gaze onto Chen Yuan, as if wanting to inquire about his opinion.

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said:

"These common people have probably long since accumulated anger in their hearts but dare not express it due to the Buddhist and the government's powerful control."

"So, what should you do?"

Moluo asked again.

Chen Yuan was taken aback:

"Help them?"

"No, you may help one, but you cannot help them all. After we leave, those you helped would only face harsher punishment.

Think again…"

"Think…." Chen Yuan furrowed his brow tightly, knowing that Moluo wouldn't say such things without a reason.

He pondered for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, making him speak solemnly:

"These oppressed people are like dry wood; when sparks ignite, a raging fire will burn, eventually reducing the Buddhist to ashes?"

"You are wise, benefactor."

Moluo nodded with a smile, greatly praising Chen Yuan's answer.

"But isn't the senior being a bit too optimistic? The forces of Spirit Mountain are vast, and relying solely on these common people can't achieve much." Chen Yuan replied with a frown.

He was well aware of the nature of the people: one man may be a wolf, but a group of them are sheep. How could a flock of sheep overthrow the Buddhist?

Moreover, this isn't an ordinary world; it's a powerful fantasy world. Besides the Buddha, even if a Bodhisattva were to descend, they could easily suppress a million commoners.

"This is just the kindling, and we are the flame. When the fire truly starts to burn, the kindling will be the last straw that breaks the Buddhist.

The Buddhist values the Power of Incense. Though they follow Martial Arts, the further they advance, the more they rely on the Power of Incense. And when the incense burns out, it would be a huge blow."

Moluo laughed.

Recalling the current state of the Western Regions as introduced by Moluo along the way, a daring idea suddenly arose in Chen Yuan's mind, and he asked softly:

"Senior, is there something you have prepared in the Western Regions?"

"Heh…"

Moluo nodded.

"Who?"

Chen Yuan asked solemnly.

He was a bit late to realize this.

Moluo hadn't always been confined to the Great Jin's Imperial Palace; in the earlier days, he could separate his Primordial Spirit to travel between heaven and earth.

And for someone who bears hatred towards the Buddhist, how could he only cultivate some potential talents in the Central Plains without preparing in advance in the Western Regions?

However, since Moluo had always been tight-lipped, he hadn't thought of this.

All these oddities recently from Moluo, along with his detailed introduction to the real situation in the Western Regions, and his deliberate hints, made Chen Yuan quickly detect some issues within.

"This matter must not be spoken of. You will have a chance to meet them later."

Moluo shook his head.

Sometimes, saying things too clearly isn't good.

"Then what is the senior's preparation capable of?"

Chen Yuan asked again.

Moluo was silent for a moment, then said:

"Originally, my plan was to coordinate inside and outside, attacking the Buddhist from both the Western Regions and the Central Plains, to strike at the forces of Spirit Mountain. But now, with your rapid growth,

far exceeding my previous expectations, I now think it may be appropriate to make some changes."

"Please go ahead, senior."

"I once secretly planned to establish a faction, which has now spread across the Western Regions, with doctrines completely opposite to Spirit Mountain's, rooted in the Western Regions for a hundred years.

It had long been concealed, so that even now the people of Spirit Mountain haven't noticed. What you're missing the most now is time; the Heavenly Demon Hall alone cannot withstand the Buddhist's advance from the east.

Thus, we must find a way to interrupt the Buddhist's momentum. I think we can gradually reveal this underground force.

To buy time and divert Spirit Mountain's attention.

Compared to the Central Plains, the Western Regions are Spirit Mountain's greatest foundation. The Buddha would never allow any trouble there, even a slight issue would be taken seriously.

Let alone a doctrine capable of overturning the Buddhist. In doing so, it would greatly ensnare Spirit Mountain's attention, combined with the Heavenly Demon Hall's resistance, it would be enough to hold back the Buddhist.

And during that time, you can quickly unify the Central Plains, and finally, with the power of the Central Plains, march west to destroy Spirit Mountain!"

Moluo gently explained his plan.

Thoughts keep evolving; now that Chen Yuan's great momentum has been formed, he naturally shifts focus, placing all his bets on him.

"What the senior said.... is worth a try!" Chen Yuan's eyes shone brightly, very much agreeing with his idea.

This indeed maximizes the slowing down of the Buddhist's advance to the east.

As long as he has time, Chen Yuan firmly believes he will catch up with all his enemies ahead and eliminate them one by one.

If some troubles can indeed be stirred up in the Western Regions causing difficulties for the Buddhist, he can definitely quickly annex most of the Central Plains. Then, if the Buddhist wants to take action, it won't be that easy.

Of course, one must also be wary of enemies from the Immortal Domain.

"Very well, since you agree, I can have people prepare for it."

"Thank you, senior."

"Now, can you tell me why you went to the Western Regions?" Moluo smiled at Chen Yuan, as before coming, the latter had hardly given him any information.

"To the Imperial Palace of Luli Kingdom, to retrieve something crucial to my cultivation....." Weighing his options, Chen Yuan chose to reveal part of the truth to Moluo.

"Luli Kingdom.... the capital...."

Upon hearing this, Moluo knitted his brows slightly, as if something occurred to him.

"Is there trouble?"

Moluo nodded: "The thirty-six countries of the Western Regions are like branches extended by Spirit Mountain. Although they seem insignificant, if any commotion arises.

Spirit Mountain will be aware because every country has means blessed by the Buddha."

"Is there a way to conceal it?"

Chen Yuan frowned, although taking the Vermilion Bird Essence Blood was quite serene, when retrieving the Azure Dragon Dragon Ball, it led to a grand battle and a lot of commotion.

Hence, he couldn't guarantee that this trip would be without issues.

And Spirit Mountain is only several thousand miles away from here. If they detect commotion here, considering the Buddha's methods, it wouldn't take half an hour for them to arrive.

That would indeed be troublesome, unless... Lu Chengfeng intervened again.

But in doing so... the trouble would only increase.

After a moment of silence, Moluo spoke:

"The Buddha is very familiar with my methods, so I cannot act to conceal it. If I do so, he would only be more acutely aware; it must be someone else who acts."

"Hmm?"

Moluo looked outside, extended his hand, and made a few gestures as if calculating something, then after ten breaths, he said:

"Stay here for a few more days; I will find someone to help."

"Is it that person you were reluctant to mention earlier?" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Indeed."

"Is there any risk?"

"Your matters are more important...."