Wang Xuan was astonished, realizing Chen Yongjie had come prepared, specifically targeting the ancient temple at Zhou’s estate. However, the thought of the lotus pod’s origin excited him too, considering it was a divine seed harvested by Buddha himself from the highest spiritual realm! 0

He wasn’t sure about the specifics of ancient times, but doubted many at his level could plant such divine seeds in their Life Soil realm. This opportunity wasn't for the newly transcendent; it was a rarity, possibly only for the chosen successors of the greatest immortals.0

Wang Xuan frowned, pondering the consequences of vying with Buddha for this chance. With a red-dressed demoness already eyeing him, adding a supreme Buddha to the mix would complicate his life.0

Chen sighed, "In this age, we can't afford to be choosy. Everything's decaying and vanishing. It's about surviving on our own terms now. Look at what I'm practicing – the Sixteen-Arhat Body, Sakyamuni's Scriptures, the Bodhisattva Fist. I'm starting to feel like a monk already, but I just got married, so no way can I renounce the world."0

Wang Xuan nodded, "If there's truly karma, and you can't handle it, you could always retreat to a monastery and become a future Buddha."0

Chen stared at him incredulously, as if Wang Xuan was already setting him up to take the fall. "Try saying that to Guan Lin!" he challenged.1

Wang Xuan chuckled, "Let’s not upset Guan Lin. I'm also practicing Sakyamuni's Scriptures. We're all connected by...0