They were merely struggling to survive with the faith in their hearts.

However, to make matters worse, the noble families who held the authority of the Buddhist Sect’s discourse were still exploiting these people, who were barely clinging to life, in the name of the Buddha.

The people on Mount Ling were unaware of these circumstances; they were wholly dedicated to their practice of cultivation and had no energy to manage such worldly affairs, as long as the power of faith was not diminished, they never inquired.

As time went on, the Xiniu Continent today seemed like a volcano on the verge of eruption—calm on the surface but filled with enough power to destroy the world.

And such a terrifying force finally erupted completely under the incitement of the White Lotus Sect.

In just a few days, countless commoners took up arms, took to the streets; they dragged the nobles, who had once flaunted their power under the banner of the Buddha, out of their exquisite houses and exacted the most brutal and bloody revenge.

They robbed them of their food and wealth, violating their wives and children.

Even at this point, the flames of anger would still not reach Mount Ling. After all, the years of faith remained, and these desperate people did not have the courage to challenge Mount Ling.

However, the emergence of the White Lotus Sect caused everything to spiral out of control, and under their deliberate guidance, the suffering people turned their hatred towards Mount Ling.

Only by overthrowing Mount Ling could they truly master their own fate, such a tide of thought began to echo through the Xiniu Continent.

Some benevolent and righteous scholars firmly believed that the Buddhist Sect must be overthrown.

Thus, with the push and promotion of the White Lotus Sect, a massive war began.

After hearing this news, the Various Buddhas fell silent, none of them had anticipated that the truth of the matter would be like this.

"We are so high above, yet we have forgotten that the common people seek nothing more than food and warmth; this is our responsibility," said one.

In the end, it was they themselves who had believed too much in the words of the nobility and hadn’t paid enough attention to the lower classes.

"Who would have thought that such a group of insignificant people could possess such power," a Buddha sighed.

They indeed underestimated the power of mortals; individually weak, but together, they could turn the world upside down.

"I finally understand why we failed in Dongsheng Shenzhou," said another.

Upon reflection, they realized that this uprising shared the same root as that in Dongsheng Shenzhou—it was the same human power, only in Dongsheng Shenzhou, the Human Clan’s sages had bolstered it, making it impossible for them to turn the tables.

However, there was still a chance in the Xiniu Continent, after all, there were no seals here to suppress their power, nor were there the battle-hardened iron troops of the Great Tang Dynasty.

"It has to be resolved; if we continue like this, the Earthly Buddhist Kingdom of Xiniu Continent will be destroyed," they said.

The Various Buddhas reached a consensus, and the power of the Buddhist Sect began to fully manifest.

First, Buddha made their appearances one after another, forcibly changing some people’s beliefs with the Dharma of Conversion, and then started spreading rumors among the crowds, painting the White Lotus Sect as a sinister and wicked cult.

Afterward, through the preaching of Buddha, they promised amnesty for past crimes and pledged to hold those nobles accountable, with the promise of distributing land to the people.

In short, all the transgressions were committed by these insatiably greedy nobles behind the back of the Buddhist Sect, which was unaware.

Therefore, this time the Buddhist Sect took the lead in distributing the nobles’ land to the people, and promised to forgive and forget, as long as everyone returned to live well and remained faithful adherents of the Buddhist Sect.

With this combination of elimination and strikes, an unprecedented turmoil was instantly quelled, and the Buddhist Sect once again declared to the world its unshakeable ruling position in the Xiniu Continent.

Having dealt with these matters, the Buddhas were finally able to free their hands and investigate the White Lotus Sect.

About this puppet master manipulating the entire situation, their anger is imaginable.

"Go, find this White Lotus Sect for me. No matter who they are, I want them to pay the price they deserve," the Buddha’s roaring voice still echoed in Mount Ling.

In secret, however, Juexing knit his brows tightly; he did not expect the Various Buddhas to act so swiftly and settle the turmoil that swept through the Xiniu Continent in just a few days.

"It seems I have underestimated the Buddhas on Mount Ling after all. Well, it’s also time to use my final strategy," Juexing muttered to himself.

During the night, Juexing’s mind sank into a mysterious location where, amidst the endless darkness, a radiant Mount Ling could be seen, atop which sat monks in multitude.

"Amitabha Buddha, my apologies for keeping the Venerable Ones waiting," Juexing said with a smile.

"Venerable Juexing is a true Buddha. It’s only right for us to wait," they replied.

In the face of such flattery, Juexing slowly ascended to the Lotus Platform at the summit of the mountain and then slowly began, "Those exalted Buddhas have begun investigating our sect. Do any of you have strategies to respond?"

With these words, everyone was taken aback. They were all people with no hope of achieving true fruition. Although they joined the White Lotus Sect desiring to advance further, when it really came to confronting the Buddhas of Mount Ling, they could not help but feel afraid.

They had all lived in Mount Ling since childhood, accustomed to the great powers of the Buddhas, familiar with their mighty deeds, aware of the strength of those dwelling high on Mount Ling.

"Are you afraid?" Juexing asked with a smile.

"Afraid? How can we not be? But what’s the use of fear? If we don’t take a stand now, we’ll soon enter decrepitude and death. What difference does it make whether we die sooner or later?" Dharma Master Hui Tong stood up and shouted.

"I’ve had enough of these days filled with despair. Even if it means death, I want to take a chance. It’s about time someone else got to sit on the Lotus Platform. Why should we be the ones to hover between life and death?"

After speaking these words, Hui Tong scanned everyone with a piercing gaze, and they all saw a resolute expression in his eyes.

"Dharma Master Hui Tong is right. There’s a saying in the Eastern Land, ’The throne changes hands, next year it will be at my house.’ It’s also time for us to occupy the Lotus Platform."

These few words instantly stoked the flames of desire in everyone’s hearts, and they nodded in agreement, "Let’s take a chance!"

At this moment, they reached a consensus.

Seeing this, Juexing’s face showed a brilliant smile, and he nodded, "That’s right. Those people are not to be feared. They were simply born some years before us, seizing the opportunity of fate. Now we too possess a tremendous opportunity. Why should we be any lesser than they are?"

"Now that everyone is determined, I won’t conceal the truth from you all. As long as we can fully control this space, we can turn the false into the real, summoning our Mount Ling into the Three Realms. By then, we too will be truly accomplished and can vie with them," he announced.

Upon hearing this, a fervent gleam appeared in everyone’s eyes. No wonder Juexing always seemed so confident; he still had such a trick up his sleeve.