Guanyin Bodhisattva preventing a monk from attaining Buddhahood?
What a joke.
Not just the ordinary onlookers—even Bai Suzhen was stunned.
In her heart, Guanyin Bodhisattva had always represented great compassion.
The very embodiment of purity.
If not for Guanyin's guidance, she would never have known that she was entangled in karmic fate that had to be broken.
But now?
Why is Guanyin Bodhisattva here in Hangzhou?
A chill crept down Bai Suzhen's spine.
"Fahai, it's not too late to repent. Otherwise, don't blame this poor monk for taking action!"
Guanyin's voice rang coldly.
But Fahai remained calm.
"The Tathagata once said I would not be at peace.
Because my golden core was stolen, because of karma from a past life.
But now—I've abandoned all that. I've cultivated righteousness.
So why do you still stand in my way?
Do you decide what is 'righteous' now?"
As he spoke, Fahai broke through to the Fourth Turn of the Six-Turn Golden Body.
His strength now stood at the peak of mortal cultivation.
The next step—Arhat.
He was on the verge of true awakening.
If he succeeded in attaining Buddhahood now, all of Buddhism's schemes would be undone.
And Guanyin… she felt uneasy.
Because when Fahai looked at her now, there was no reverence in his gaze.
Only disdain.
Mockery.
Before, even if he didn't respect her, there was always some level of awe.
Now?
Nothing.
Has he been completely corrupted by the Evil God?
Guanyin's expression grew grim.
"Fahai, you've strayed from the path," she declared.
"True enlightenment comes not from borrowed power—especially not from a foreign god."
"Since you won't listen, I'll take you down myself.
And return you to the Tathagata for cleansing."
She flicked her dust whisk.
A radiant lotus descended upon Fahai's golden Buddha shadow, trying to suppress him.
But to everyone's shock—
It had no effect.
Fahai threw back his head and laughed.
Laughed until tears ran down his cheeks.
He looked straight at Guanyin's pale face.
"Is that all your power?
I'm so scared… I really am."
"You manipulate my life. You pretend to care.
Should I thank you now?"
Then he raised his voice toward the skies:
"Arhats! Heavenly soldiers! Celestial generals!
You've been watching from the clouds for so long—have you seen enough?!"
None of the deities responded.
But that wasn't the most shocking part.
"You call yourselves righteous? You wanted the White Snake's bloodline, so you plotted for it.
A thousand years ago, you created karmic ties between us.
Just to entrap her.
In a single city like Hangzhou, you deployed four heavenly soldiers, two arhats, and sent Guanyin herself to watch.
What were you afraid of?
That I would let her escape?
No—you weren't worried at all.
You just wanted to observe.
And if I failed to catch her, you were ready to 'intervene.'"
"If I'm right, someone told Bai Suzhen to come to Hangzhou in the first place."
"You're not saints. You're manipulators.
Scheming hypocrites.
From today on, I, Fahai, sever ties with Mount Lingshan.
With the power of the Eternal God, I will become a true Buddha.
And not even this world can blind me!"
With those words, Fahai unleashed the Great Thunder Sound Technique.
Though not as devastating as Zhang Fan's, his voice echoed for thousands of miles.
Everyone heard him.
BOOM.
Lightning cracked from the heavens.
Heavenly Tribulation.
Fahai was ascending.
He had reached the Fifth Turn of the Six-Turn Golden Body!
To protect Jinshan Temple from damage, he soared into the sky.
His golden body glowed so brightly it was blinding.
Even Guanyin's power felt paltry next to the purity of his mana.
"So, you've truly gone mad…"
Guanyin's voice trembled for the first time.
"You've ruined not only our grand Buddhist plan, but also the Heavenly Court's.
This can't be forgiven."
It was too late to regret.
She never should've let him come into contact with the Eternal God.
In just a few days, everything had fallen apart.
And worst of all—he now knew the truth.
BOOM.
Skyfire lashed down on Fahai like a divine whip.
He gritted his teeth, letting it strike.
But deep inside... he felt a twisted kind of joy.
This pain—
Was freedom.
No wonder the others in the chat group all joined the Eternal Faith.
No wonder the Eternal God hates bald people.
I hate them too now.
So-called compassion?
Nothing but lies.
Looking back on his life, Fahai could only think of one word:
Absurd.
"If I don't die today," Fahai shouted through the thunder,
"I'll spread the glory of the Eternal God across the world!"
"Let every false god and hypocritical Buddha see who the real master is!"
"You speak of karma and compassion—
But you use people like pawns to feed your power!"
"Shame on you!"
His words echoed in every bolt of lightning.
Guanyin's face twisted with rage.
For the first time, true anger flared in her eyes.
"Enough, blasphemous traitor!
Your sins have reached heaven!"
"Then come!" Fahai roared.
"Let's see who holds the true path!"
He was halfway through his tribulation.
Power flowed into him like a river.
Guanyin couldn't let him finish it.
If she didn't stop him now, even she wouldn't be able to touch him again.
But she wasn't the only one prepared.
In her sleeve, she clutched a golden alms bowl—a divine artifact once used by the Tathagata himself.
It suddenly activated.
From within, a massive golden hand reached out and struck Fahai square in the back.
He was knocked from the clouds like a falling star.
BOOM.
The Jinshan Temple shattered.
Many monks perished—those too slow to escape were crushed beneath falling debris.
Even the old Zen master, whom Fahai had revered deeply, died in the collapse.
Fahai lay on the ground, face pale as gold-leafed paper, blood pouring from his mouth.
He laughed bitterly.
"So this… this is your plan all along."
"Even your 'gift'—the golden bowl—was a trap…"
"You never trusted me.
You only kept me alive in case I went rogue."
"All your talk of cultivation… of karma… it was all a lie."
"I was your pawn."
He coughed again. More blood.
Above him, thunderclouds still raged.
The Heavenly Tribulation wasn't done.
The golden bowl returned to Guanyin's hand.
"That's enough," she muttered coldly.
"Forget Bai Suzhen.
First, we must kill Fahai—
Before the Evil God uses him to breach our realm."
She raised the golden bowl again, channeling all her power into it.
This time—
Fahai's death was all but certain.
Unless…
Someone intervened.
In the Wanjie Chat Group
To Save All Sentient Beings (Fahai):
"Everyone, I'm about to die. Before I go, I just want to say this—
The monk was once innocent. What's truly heinous… is the source of all this."
Li Er:
"What are you talking about now? Who's trying to kill you?"
Spirit of the Demon Sword (Long Kui):
"Baldy, are you going crazy? What kind of nonsense is this today?"
Chu Dashan:
"Don't tell me… you got discovered by your own Buddha?"
Though they often teased Fahai, they still saw potential in him.
Especially since Zhang Fan had already become an Arhat.
Another monk wouldn't hurt the balance.
Seeing everyone's concern-filled messages, Fahai gave a bitter smile.
He didn't want to die.
But now, his golden body had been shattered by a divine sneak attack.
The calamity had arrived.
Guanyin's palm treasure—the golden bowl—was descending.
He might only have a few seconds left.
To Save All Sentient Beings:
"It's Guanyin. I used the meditation technique granted by the Eternal God.
I broke through the seal and was about to become a Buddha.
But she discovered it."
"The golden bowl I've carried all along… it hid a fragment of the Tathagata's consciousness.
He struck from within."
"Now my golden body is broken… and I'll be dead soon."
"Worst of all, the monks at Jinshan Temple died because of me.
I hate this…"
Junior Brother of Dazhufeng:
"Then why don't you @ the God? Maybe He can still save you!"
Tanjiro:
"Yeah! He's omniscient and omnipotent!"
To Save All Sentient Beings:
"But… I've cursed Him before.
Will He really save me after that?"
Pirate King of the Caribbean (Jack):
"You idiot. Even pigs are smarter than you.
We're all children of the Eternal God. Mistakes happen—it's normal."
"Look at me—I got castrated. And yet I still received divine grace."
That was true.
Captain Jack had been emasculated...
But now he was eternally youthful and immensely powerful.
Lying in the ruins, Fahai's consciousness blurred.
If not for the meditation technique sustaining his soul, he would've already perished.
To Save All Sentient Beings:
"@Eternal God.
I, Fahai, a humble believer, confess my sins and repent.
If I die, this body may be gone—but faith in You will not waver."
"Your teachings are eternal.
Please, grant me Your divine grace.
Let the hypocritical gods and Buddhas witness Your supremacy!"
In the Wanjie Chat Group... silence fell.
Eternal God (Liu Che):
"So... you've finally awakened?"
To Save All Sentient Beings:
"Yes. A great awakening.
I now understand—everything else is false.
Only You are real."
"Fairy gods, Buddhas… they only serve their own gain.
They use sentient beings as pawns."
"Only You, Eternal God, care for Your believers."
Fahai had realized a profound truth:
There was no true compassion in the old systems.
Only the Eternal God had shown real grace.
Eternal God:
"Focus your mind. Meditate on My name.
Salvation will come."
Liu Che, reading the group chat, smiled contentedly.
He had been waiting for this moment.
After all—
The human heart… is simple.
Who wants to live on a leash forever?
As Fahai's consciousness brushed against Liu Che's divine presence, the god closed his eyes, gathered his strength, and activated a thread of power saved in his inheritance.
Back at Jinshan Temple
The golden bowl fell from the heavens.
The mountain crumbled further.
Bright divine light tore through everything.
But in that moment—
The world trembled.
A divine radiance pierced the darkness like a sword through ink.
"Who dares touch My believer?"
An ethereal voice shook the heavens.
It echoed through the Six Realms.
Every corner of existence heard it.
Meanwhile, in Qin Dynasty – Xianyang Palace
Over a dozen men struggled to carry a massive bronze cauldron into the courtyard.
But the man before them?
He lifted a hand.
The cauldron floated gently into place.
Then a ball of divine flame appeared—and melted the bronze in an instant.
Gao Yao laughed boldly.
"Fear not, Your Majesty.
As long as you follow My instructions—this entire nation shall become a nation of immortals!"
That same day, he passed down the Eternal Meditation Technique.
Even Li Si didn't dare refuse.
The three of them—Gao Yao, Li Si, and Ying Zheng—began cultivating within the palace.
An hour later, Ying Zheng was the first to open his eyes.
His body pulsed with new power.
He wanted to laugh, to shout his joy from the rooftops.
But then he remembered the terrifying aura within the meditation space—
And shivered.
Once, he thought he ruled the world.
Even thirty minutes ago, he believed himself the greatest emperor in history.
Now?
He felt small.
In the meditation space, even a passing shadow was stronger than him.
The difference was overwhelming.
"Your Majesty," Gao Yao asked,
"How do you find the divine method?"
"Mysterious beyond words!
Immortal Master, I beg you—when will we perform the first offering?
I can't wait any longer!"
He knew the basics he'd received were merely an entry point.
To unlock greater power—
He needed to sacrifice.
"There's no need to rush," Gao Yao replied.
"First, build the altar.
Then spread the faith.
The more who believe, the more favor we shall earn."
Ying Zheng stood tall, eyes blazing.
"Then let it be known—
From today on, the Eternal Church is the state religion of Qin!"
"I shall oversee the founding of the Church myself."
"And I," Li Si added, "shall prepare the altar."
The three exchanged knowing smiles.
That day marked the official founding of the Eternal Church of Qin.