Chapter 887: This Situation Doesn't Look Good

After hearing what the bald donkey said, Lin Fan fell silent. He hadn't expected so many things to have happened.

“Benefactor, where have you been these five years?” asked the Venerable Shakyamuni.

“This…” Lin Fan found it hard to answer. Could he say that he had been worked over by a girl for five years straight?

“I went into seclusion to cultivate.” In the end, he could only come up with this slightly better excuse.

“I see. No wonder, after a few years, your strength has grown even more formidable. So you were in seclusion.” The Venerable Shakyamuni sighed, understanding why he hadn't heard news of the benefactor in recent years.

At that moment, Lin Fan released Chick from his cave heaven.

“Cock-a-doodle-doo!”

The moment Chick came out, it lifted its head and crowed loudly.

When the Venerable Shakyamuni saw Chick, his face lit up. “Benefactor, you're just in time. I'm starving to death. Perfect, let's roast this chicken.”

Chick, stretching its wings and enjoying the fresh air, suddenly heard this and became furious. It whipped its head around, its angry chicken eyes fixed on the Venerable Shakyamuni.

“Bald donkey, who are you planning to roast?” Chick was enraged. This bald donkey actually wanted to roast it—how detestable!

“This chicken can talk…” The Venerable Shakyamuni was startled to see a chicken speaking. A talking chicken was indeed rare.

“Stop arguing. This is Chick, and this is Bald Donkey. Get to know each other,” Lin Fan said.

“Oh, so it's Brother Chick. I've long admired you.” The Venerable Shakyamuni extended his hand, meaning to shake and make peace.

But for Chick, it wasn't that simple. It leaped up and landed on the Venerable Shakyamuni's bald head.

“Brother Chick is quite lively,” the Venerable Shakyamuni said with a laugh.

Lin Fan found it strange that Chick was being so friendly to the Venerable Shakyamuni. Had it changed its nature?

But suddenly, the Venerable Shakyamuni shouted, “Why is my head so warm?”

“Damn it, Brother Chick, you took a dump!”

Hearing this, Lin Fan quickly turned his head and saw that Chick had indeed dropped a load on the bald donkey's head—still warm, with steam rising.

“Cock-a-doodle-doo…” Chick crowed happily, then jumped onto Lin Fan's shoulder, tucked its wings, and put its hands on its hips. “Bald donkey, watch your mouth from now on. You're a grown man talking like a child, not even as good as me, Chick.”

The Venerable Shakyamuni: “…”

Lin Fan: “…”

…

At that time, in the Buddhist Clan.

The Buddhist Clan had changed. It was no longer as it used to be; now, Buddhist chants were everywhere, and it was no longer quiet.

The Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss…

A group of Buddhas and King Buddhas sat cross-legged, their eyes reverently fixed on the supreme being seated high on the platform.

In this paradise, Buddhist teachings transformed into golden dragons circling in the void. This was the Buddha preaching the Dharma, and the Buddhas listened with great interest, utterly absorbed.

But for the King Buddhas, it was utterly dispiriting.

They had once been the strong ones of the Buddhist Clan, controlling the entire clan. But ever since this mysterious Buddha arrived, everything had changed.

They had become third-rate members of the Buddhist Clan. How could they endure this?

Especially now, seating was arranged by rank, and they were always pushed to the back.

The Buddhas and World Buddhas in front seemed to have come out of nowhere, as if they had appeared out of thin air. What was even more unbearable for the King Buddhas was that these guys were actually stronger than them.

Was there no justice? When did strong practitioners become so worthless?

For these King Buddhas, it felt like they had been screwed over.

Crack!

Suddenly, several empty Buddha seats exploded, startling the surrounding Buddhas.

The Buddha seated on the throne suddenly opened his eyes, and a majestic voice resonated through the void.

“The Golden Bell World Buddha, the Wrathful Eye Buddha… have been slain by evil demons and have returned to the Western Paradise…”

“Amitabha.”

Hearing this, the surrounding Buddhas recited scriptures, their faces calm.

The King Buddhas were shocked by what they saw. People had been killed, and they were still so calm? How could they be so composed?

In the King Buddhas' view, these guys had gone to pursue that kid Shakyamuni, and now that the Buddha seats had shattered, it seemed the kid had escaped.

Good job!

Truly worthy of being the prodigy of our Buddhist Clan, directly taking down these old geezers.

For these King Buddhas, they had suffered a lot and been looked down upon by this group. Now that their clan's prodigy had taken down these old fellows, it was a great relief.

“It seems I need to make a trip.” The Buddha's golden body was protected by Buddhist dragons coiling around him. He gazed into the infinite void and set off in person.

“Farewell, our Buddha.” The surrounding Buddhas shouted in unison.

Seeing this, the King Buddhas grew anxious. If he went in person, could that kid Shakyamuni hold on?

At that moment, the Venerable Shakyamuni glared at Chick, and Chick glared back, as if ready to fight at any moment.

“Wait, someone's coming.”

Just then, the void changed.

The sky, which had been clear, was suddenly covered by a mass of white clouds. From within the clouds, golden rays of Buddhist light seeped out.

“Amitabha.”

The majestic Buddhist sound echoed through the void. The clouds seemed to be split apart, dispersing left and right, revealing a golden Buddha in the void.

“It's him, it's him…” The Venerable Shakyamuni cried out in fright upon seeing the newcomer.

To the Venerable Shakyamuni, this guy was terrifying beyond measure.

“Shakyamuni, you are a sinner of the Buddhist Clan. Why resist stubbornly? Come back to the Western Paradise with me.” The Buddha's majestic voice shook heaven and earth. The entire world became a Buddhist realm, with Buddhist dragons flying and a solemn atmosphere.

“Bullshit! Go back to your mother's Western Paradise!” the Venerable Shakyamuni roared. Now that his big brother was here, why should he fear this thing?

At that moment, Lin Fan looked at the Venerable Shakyamuni in surprise. “Bald donkey, your name is Shakyamuni?”

“Yes, that's my full name, but I prefer if you call me Venerable Shakyamuni,” said the Venerable Shakyamuni.

“Damn…” Lin Fan felt a strange sensation.

But at this moment, the Buddha in the void seemed formidable.

“Benefactor, you have a connection with my Buddha. You may enter my Buddhist sect,” the Buddha said calmly, looking at Lin Fan.

“Enter your sister…” Lin Fan didn't expect this bald donkey to try to trick him into joining the Buddhist Clan. Wasn't that a scam?

“Hmph!”

Suddenly, the Buddha grew angry. A vast palm descended from the sky. “Benefactor, turn back from the wrong path.”

“Benefactor, it's up to you…” Seeing this, the Venerable Shakyamuni shouted and retreated.

He couldn't intervene in a battle of this level; he could only let Lin Fan go all out.

As for Lin Fan, this bald donkey seemed pretty tough.

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