Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1375: Chapter 1372: Great Buddha Cultivator (First Update)

As soon as those words were spoken, Jin Jue fell silent, simply watching Xue An quietly. After a moment, he finally said softly, ”So the benefactor already knew!”

Xue An smiled faintly, ”I forgot to tell you, I have a friend who practices Buddhist cultivation, so I’ve witnessed the methods of your Buddhist cultivation firsthand!”

With that, Xue An fixed his sharp gaze on Jin Jue, ”To manifest countless incarnations and roam the world—this technique within your Buddhist cultivation surely belongs to those at or above the Seventh Ground Bodhisattva rank, correct?”

Jin Jue shook his head and replied honestly, ”No! I’m currently only at the Sixth Ground Bodhisattva rank, just one step away from entering the Unseen Ground. That’s why my incarnations are imperfect and cannot extend across the universe in a single thought!”

Xue An felt a subtle stir within. Buddhist cultivation methods are as innumerable as grains of sand along the Ganges, but the Bodhisattva Path is the most renowned among them.

And this Bodhisattva Path is divided into ten ranks: Joyful Ground, Stainless Ground, Radiant Ground, Wisdom Flame Ground, Difficult-to-Conquer Ground, Present Ground, Unseen Ground, Immovable Ground, Excellent Wisdom Ground, and Dharma Cloud Ground!

This hierarchical structure differs greatly from those of the Multiverse, but the standards are roughly equivalent.

The Unseen Ground corresponds to the Seventh Ground Bodhisattva rank and possesses power comparable to an Immortal King in the Multiverse. Due to the unique nature of Buddhist cultivation methods, such individuals can already manifest countless incarnations at this rank.

Now that Jin Jue himself admitted to being above the Sixth Ground but not yet reaching the Seventh, his cultivation level approximates that of a Half-step Immortal King.

Do not underestimate this level; it is already considered exceedingly rare and powerful within Buddhist cultivation.

”When did the benefactor discern my true identity?” Jin Jue asked with some curiosity.

Xue An’s face displayed a faint smile. ”To be honest, during our first encounter, I didn’t notice anything peculiar. I only felt that you, as a monk, seemed wooden and rigid. But just now, when my Sword Intent enveloped the world, your spiritual essence remained impenetrable — that’s when I started suspecting!”

Jin Jue sighed softly, ”It seems I lack perfection after all!”

Xue An asked curiously, ”Do your incarnations now already cover the entirety of the Ghost Realm?”

Jin Jue shook his head, ”No, the planes deep within the Ghost Realm where the Ghost Race’s power is too overwhelming—I didn’t go there. And I cannot enter the Central Ghost Realm even if I wanted to.”

Xue An’s eyes flickered with a glint of light, ”So, does that mean your presence exists in all the other planes?”

Jin Jue nodded, ”You could say so!”

Xue An laughed, ”Excellent. I’m about to head to those other planes. Do you have anything to say?”

Jin Jue, with no joy or sorrow in his voice, replied, ”I appreciate the benefactor’s kindness, but being incarnations ourselves, our intentions come from the same place. The Buddha’s three thousand paths, and what we must do is find a pathway suitable for this realm. The methods and processes may vary, but the ultimate goal remains the same!”

”Oh? And what if you cannot find one?” Xue An suddenly asked.

Jin Jue fell silent for a moment and then said softly, ”Then we will continue seeking until we find it.”

Xue An gazed steadily at Jin Jue, his eyes gleaming with an unnerving brightness. Jin Jue, however, remained composed, facing Xue An’s gaze without flinching.

After a prolonged silence, Xue An finally lowered his gaze and said indifferently, ”But I must say, I find you more agreeable. If any of your counterparts in other planes don’t meet my expectations, I might just eradicate them.”

Jin Jue remained silent, finally clasping his hands together solemnly, ”Amitabha. The benefactor is a being of great power. Whatever you wish to do, this humble monk cannot intervene!”

Xue An laughed heartily, suddenly giving Jin Jue’s shoulder a heavy pat. ”I quite like your wooden demeanor! Consider this world a gift I’ve cleaned out for you. Let’s see if you can transform samsara into a pure land!”

With that, Xue An ascended into the sky and vanished instantly.

Jin Jue watched silently, saying nothing.

A trembling Ghost Race youth cautiously approached. ”Master... Master!”

Jin Jue turned to glance at him, then lowered his gaze. ”Let’s go!”

”Yes!”

This time, Jin Jue’s steps grew increasingly resolute, and his clear eyes shone ever more brilliantly with the radiance of Buddha’s light!

At the same time, Xue An returned to Destiny City.

At this moment, atop the high platform, not only were the Vermilion Pavilion women like Ah Qing present, but Wen Lingcui and Song Jingyue’s master-disciple duo, along with all other survivors, stood at the corner of the platform, faces filled with unease.

Their unease stemmed partially from the shocking display earlier when Xue An’s sword swept through the entire realm, but more importantly, it was the realization that they could no longer leave.

No matter how they had arrived here, all means of departure had now become completely ineffective.

This realization left everyone shaken and dumbfounded.

Wen Lingcui’s face turned pale, her expression shifting unpredictably, unsure of Xue An’s intentions.

In contrast, Song Jingyue felt secretly delighted, thinking that being unable to leave might actually be a good thing.

This way, I can see him a few more times, Song Jingyue quietly thought.

It was at this moment that Xue An returned.

When his figure descended onto the high platform, the crowd stirred with uneasy commotion as many faces showed terror.

Xue An completely ignored these people and merely nodded slightly at Wen Muling as she approached him.

”Is everything handled?”

Wen Muling nodded and replied respectfully, ”Master, my subordinates will remain to guard this realm, but as for how to handle these people now that you’ve sealed this plane...”

Xue An turned to cast his gaze over the crowd. Wherever his gaze fell, no one dared look up; all bowed their heads.

Finally, Xue An said indifferently, ”Since they cannot leave, let them stay here. I trust they’ll behave themselves this time, right?”

As he spoke, a faint smile appeared on his face.

But in the eyes of these people, that smile was terrifying. They hastily bowed deeply and replied repeatedly.

”Master, rest assured, we will behave ourselves!”

”Yes, we’ll fully cooperate!”

Amid their frantic vows, Xue An turned to Wen Muling and Ah Qing and shrugged slightly. ”See? It’s resolved. Anything else left to handle?”

”Ah... nothing!” Wen Muling quickly replied.

”Good, then let’s move out now!”

”Oh, okay!”

Wen Muling hurriedly fumbled to retrieve the Fang Ancient Mirror from her sleeve, but before she could take it out, Xue An waved his hand across the void, and a slender spatial rift opened up before them.

”This...” Wen Muling was momentarily stunned.

”The Ghost Realm, in simple terms, is like layers of an onion tightly merged together. Once you know the coordinates, it’s quite easy to reach them!” Xue An turned to smile.

”Let’s go!”

”Oh! Okay!” Wen Muling nodded, still somewhat dazed, her heart full of questions.

Easy?

As Xue An was about to step into the spatial rift, Song Jingyue finally summoned up enough courage to shout.

”Master, thank you for saving my life the other day!”

Xue An paused, turning to glance at Song Jingyue in the crowd, then smiled and nodded.

”It was merely a minor effort! No need to thank me!”

With that, Xue An and Wen Muling strode into the spatial rift and disappeared.

Meanwhile, the people gathered in the corner cast changed gazes toward Song Jingyue and Wen Lingcui, her teacher.

After all, to these people, Xue An now held the power of life and death over them.

The crowd included many women who secretly calculated how to get closer to Xue An, yet no one dared take any action.

And from this perspective, it seemed Song Jingyue actually knew Xue An.

This revelation naturally filled them with shock and envy.

Wen Lingcui couldn’t help but be taken aback, her face showing confusion as she asked, ”Jingyue, what life-saving kindness did he extend to you?”

Song Jingyue chuckled mischievously, ”Master, you don’t know. That night, actually, I...”

As Song Jingyue began recounting the events of that night, Ah Qing stared blankly at the void that had reformed seamlessly, her fingers unconsciously clasping tightly together.

Commander Wei, Master, may you both return in peace!