Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 119 - 100 Backstage and Protectionism

For the Martial Artists of the Federation, the so-called Gods are sustenance, goals, and also a deterrence.

When the will of the Four Directions God was presented before everyone, Zhou Zhongda's face lit up with surprise and delight, feeling as if he could finally breathe freely. If it weren't for the inappropriateness of the occasion, he would have already started clapping and laughing loudly.

The rest of the group cast heavy, serious glances, contacting their respective power bases immediately to inform them of what had transpired.

As high-ranking members of their respective forces, who also belonged to the upper echelons within the entire Federation, they possessed secret knowledge unknown to the common people and naturally speculated more about this matter.

The Four Directions God rarely appeared in this world. Was there a deeper meaning to making a statement through the matter involving Zhuang Butong this time?

For instance, was it a sign of urgency on the front lines, a call for those willing to sacrifice for the Federation, or an act by the Four Directions God to stabilize the rear in advance by making promises...

They couldn't help but think in such terms.

Such events were not unheard of in history.

Meanwhile, the Li Family representative nearly lost composure to the point of questioning Elder Lin's authenticity upon seeing this message.

Fortunately, a warning glance from Lu Hufu steadied his Spirit God, forcing him to swallow his words and hastily leave under some pretext, his face twisted in discomfort.

Elder Lin Priest stretched his neck, implying that the representative could leave a name before departing—there was no rush.

"Today, I have gathered you all here for another matter as well."

Lu Hufu did not stop the Li Family representative from leaving. He looked around at everyone and regained control of the conversation, his voice deep, "According to the intelligence we have, including but not limited to the Harvest Sect and the Supreme True Buddha Sect, numerous illegal underground societies are plotting to seize control over the Origin Body 03."

Upon hearing this piece of news, those whose thoughts had already drifted elsewhere were suddenly alert, exchanging knowing looks.

Someone probed, "Where do they find the courage?"

The uniqueness of the Four Guardian Stars lies in the fact that a thousand years ago, the Seven Marshals joined forces to capture the Dream Demon among the Four Demons, extracting its core essence from the depths of the Spirit Ocean and suppressing it deep within the Four Guardian Stars.

Code-named 03, its formal name is Hel.

According to the records, Hel's essence is to respond to the beautiful hopes of sentient beings in a warped manner and to weave them into its own dreamscapes in exchange for their souls, merging their consciousness with itself.

If left unchecked, one day, All Spirits would merge with Hel, making its presence infinitely vast.

This entity is undoubtedly a high-ranking God.

Yet, now, under the collective research of generations of the Federation, Hel has long since become a breeding ground for Federation Martial Arts, providing a sustainable environment for "cultivating Superior Cultivation Bodies."

The Federation's vigilance over the Four Guardian Stars is even greater than over the capital itself.

From where do these underground societies get the courage to steal a tooth from under a tiger's nose?

"Current intelligence indicates it seems to be related to the younger generation. The key specifics are still under investigation. Today's assembly is a reminder to all to be prepared and to inspect your affiliated young Martial Artists upon your return."

The attendees each nodded in acknowledgement.

"When it comes to it, there's yet another matter," someone suddenly said in the meeting. "Chief Mu previously pointed out that the young man who has been covering for Zhuang Butong lately is suspected to have caught Hel's attention."

"What should be done with this young man?"

Lu Hufu's expression was unreadable as he said, "If the Mude Daoist School has any objections, they can go directly to the Divine Temple of the Four Directions God and ask for the Divine Lord's opinion."

The representative of the Mude Daoist School hesitantly responded, "This matter shouldn't have anything to do with the Four Directions God, right…"

"Whether it's related or not, it's not for your Mude Daoist School to decide," Lu Hufu interrupted impatiently, waving his hand. "If there is a real threat, Chief Mu will contact the Military Department again. If the Mude Daoist School has objections, then we'll follow the old rules: the younger generation deals with their own issues."

Suddenly, someone in the gathering pondered aloud, "It seems like the Mude Daoist School has no capable individuals in this generation? I doubt they can resolve it."

Someone chuckled, "Before coming here, I checked—the kid just arrived at the Four Guardian Stars and within a few days reached the sixth level of White Jade City. He even caught Zhuang Butong's discerning eye. Definitely master material."

"Speaking of which, I remember the previous generation Daoist of the Mude Daoist School being scolded by Zhuang Butong as rotten wood that can't be carved, and driven out of the sparring room."

"Correction, not driven out, but kicked out."

"Oops."

"Wow."

"Hmm."

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Except for the representative of the Mude Daoist School, whose face turned green.

The representative angrily retorted, "This generation of my Mude Daoist School has already produced two Group Stars Martial Artists, and two more are likely to pass the crucial tests in three months. To suppress a True Seed Martial Artist who hasn't even forged his Cultivation Body is more than enough!"

"More than enough?" Among the assembly, one of the few not attending in person but through a Projection wearing a Daoist Crown suddenly spoke up.

The person calmly stated, "Let the Dragon Tiger Dojo express its stance too. I have just calculated a divination for Zhang, and in three months' evaluations, it seems no one from the Mude Daoist School will pass."

Those who were aware of the relationship between Ji Jingqiu and the Dragon Tiger Dojo didn't find this person's remarks unusual at all.

Dragon Tiger Dojo has always been infamous for their unreasonable favoritism, which they internally beautify as "unity."

Moreover, judging from this incident alone, that young man named Ji Jingqiu is indeed impressive.

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Being recognized by Zhuang Butong proves that his talent is exceptional.

Being willing to stand against various factions to cover for Zhuang Butong in this situation shows his temperament and character are also exceptional.

With both being exceptional, it would be strange if Dragon Tiger Dojo didn't protect him.

Most crucially, there's a high probability that this young man, like Zhuang Butong, will be listed among the "Pathfinders," receiving the blessing of martial fortune!

This is something even they are envious of.

Another middle-aged man who seemed more like a business elite than a martial artist stroked his beard and said with a chuckle, "Don't forget to add Tiangong Heavy Workshop."

Consecutively challenged by Dragon Tiger Dojo and Tiangong Heavy Workshop, the representative of Mude Daoist School fell completely silent, no longer speaking.

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[With this, are you satisfied?]

At this moment.

In Ji Jingqiu's Inner Realm world.

Guardian God squatted outside the Pure Land, relaying the message.

Ji Jingqiu didn't know whether to nod or to shake his head.

What would have become of Senior Zhuang today without him?

It goes without saying.

And so, how could he be satisfied?

But would not nodding be too disrespectful to this entity?

[Since the establishment of the Federation ten thousand years ago, some matters have ceased to be about right or wrong, fairness or not, and have only been about the magnitude of influence. If you still feel unsatisfied, then ascend to the peak early, and from then on, all matters under the heavens will be subjected to your will]

After saying this, the figure of Guardian God faded and disappeared.

Ji Jingqiu sat cross-legged under the Bodhi Tree, the reminder from Daoge a week ago still echoing in his ears, merging with the words of the Guardian God.

He pondered for a long time and finally slowly closed his eyes, no longer wanting to think about these infuriating issues.

What's paramount right now is to enhance his own Martial Arts.

Once his own realm is powerful, all these infuriating issues will be blown away.

He has already broken through the Sixth Limit.

The primary gift of the Sixth Limit lies in the reduction of the body's restraint on the Spirit Ocean.

He wonders what the effect would be now if he were to exert the Ten Thousand Ancient Blade's life-risking Method again; it would likely be more than just leaving a mark on the ground.

It's just a pity that there's no Ten Thousand Ancient Blade for him to try in the short term; he still has to wait for Fatty Hu to work hard.

Moreover, Ji Jingqiu has also gained some intangible fortunes after the Heavenly Gate.

This comes from his status as a "Pathfinder."

Regardless of anyone's recognition, the Heavenly Gate itself, or rather Martial Arts itself, has acknowledged his achievements.

With his current strength facing the seventh layer, he definitely won't endure the humiliation of three punches again!

Ji Jingqiu clenched his fists.

The road to smashing everything, starting with breaking through the seventh layer.

Leaving the Inner Realm, he opened his eyes and saw the ramen master who stood in front of him just a short while ago; Senior Zhuang had disappeared, probably taken away to the Main Temple of the Four Directions God.

Having waited for a long time, Sui Canghai explained, "Butong has already been taken to the Divine Temple. Before he left, he entrusted me to hone your Martial Arts skills. This is my contact information; if you're puzzled by some changes that occur to you, you can come to me anytime."

After leaving an address and terminal number, Sui Canghai left with his hands behind his back, drifting away.

As a Martial Arts Master, he naturally needs to save face; he must wait for this young fellow to actively seek him out!

And he has implied it very clearly!

Watching the ramen master leave, Ji Jingqiu opened the terminal and found that Zhou Zhongda had sent him a message, saying that there was an important matter to pass on.

Ji Jingqiu suddenly remembered that his mission this time should be considered complete, right?

Plus, he hadn't submitted the expense report for the other one million.

It was time to meet.