Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 314 - 90: Conflict

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"Compared to my uncle master’s self-cultivation and temperament, if I were to continue to be meek, we would all become heartless and unrighteous." Sage Yu Ding said coldly, but his eyes were fixed on Anan.

"You should also not act impulsively; there may be some hidden reasons. Do not provoke a dispute between the Buddhist and Taoist sects," Dipamkara advised in a gentle tone. Enjoy exclusive content from novelbuddy

"A dispute between the Buddhist and Taoist sects? Yet it is your Buddhism that has been aggressively encroaching all along, first sending someone to build a temple on Zhongnan Mountain, then later slaughtering the Three Immortals in the Kingdom of Tarrycat, and using Buddha Light to block my brother Yun Zhongzi’s moves. And now you claim that we are the ones stirring up strife between the two sects," Sage Yu Ding said resentfully.

Upon hearing this, Dipamkara slowly furrowed his brows, turned his head to look at the emotionally stirred Anan, and said in a calm voice, "Nephew, it is better not to jump to conclusions too soon. This old monk will investigate the matter thoroughly and ensure justice for our friend Yun Zhongzi."

Although Sage Yu Ding still looked dissatisfied upon hearing these words, he stopped his attack nevertheless.

However, at this moment, they heard a majestic bell tolling from the peak of Mount Ling, sounding nine times in succession, a number that only rang when a formidable enemy approached.

Dipamkara and Kashyapa looked toward the summit of Mount Ling in surprise, not knowing who had sounded this alarm, while at the same time realizing that this matter was far from simple.

In less than a moment’s time, countless Auspicious Clouds flew in from all directions around Mount Ling, enveloping it completely and tightly.

Those later-coming Buddha Arhats, upon seeing the drawn swords and tense atmosphere between Sage Yu Ding and Yun Zhongzi, didn’t say a word and started to fight, not even giving Dipamkara time to stop them.

Sage Yu Ding, who would not sit idly by and be attacked, immediately fought back, and the newcomers naturally joined the fray. In an instant, Buddha Light illuminated Mount Ling, and countless attacks fell on Sage Yu Ding and Yun Zhongzi like raindrops.

At this time, the two of them were hard-pressed, fighting outnumbered, yet Sage Yu Ding, although not very renowned in the Three Realms, had taught a disciple such as Yang Jian, which indicated his strength.

A Treasured sword appeared across the sky, countless Sword Qi parried the Buddhas’ attacks, and amidst the interweaving Sword Qi, he created an escape route with a single sword. They fought as they retreated, with Sage Yu Ding taking advantage of the time to send out a message.

The disciples, who were practicing at various major mountains, received the message and rose into the air, heading toward Mount Ling.

At this moment, Yun Zhongzi and Sage Yu Ding were already in a dire situation under the siege. Yun Zhongzi, who had been silent all this time, gradually revealed anger on his face.

With a roar from him, the sky darkened and the earth dimmed, numerous clouds obscured the sky and blocked out the sun, moon, and stars. A chill wind suddenly swept through the Three Realms, as if winter was coming.

Most of the immortals and Buddhas on Mount Ling were of younger generations who had not seen the might of Yun Zhongzi in the past. Witnessing this scene, they were greatly shocked, exchanging looks of disbelief, unsure of what was happening.

"Alas, Lord Yun Zhongzi," Dipamkara sighed softly.

He had been preventing the others from attacking precisely because he feared this scenario. Many on Mount Ling had not seen it, but his memory of it was fresh—the battle where the Eastern Emperor Taiyi annihilated the Dragon Clan, and the prestige of Lord Yun Zhongzi at that time.

What he was really worried about was not Sage Yu Ding, but Yun Zhongzi, who had been silent. Others may not know, but he understood clearly—this was the reincarnation of Lord Yun Zhongzi. When Lord Yun Zhongzi was killed by the Three Treasures Ruyi wielded by the Heavenly Venerable, Yun Zhongzi was born from his remains. Who knew how much of Lord Yun Zhongzi’s power he inherited.

Now that Yun Zhongzi was displaying his ability to shroud the heavens once more, how could Dipamkara not lament? He knew that things had escalated.

The vast expanse of clouds engulfed Mount Ling, threatening to turn this Sacred Mountain of Buddhism into a land of death, as an unbearably cold aura spread from the ground upwards, instantly freezing the exotic flowers and plants of Mount Ling into ice crystals.

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The Buddha Arhats accidentally inhaled the faint mist and felt uncomfortable all over, and their mana seemed to have become sluggish, difficult to activate.

With his own power, Yun Zhongzi actually suppressed the multitude at Mount Ling, but this was also because neither the Past nor the Future Buddha had made a move yet, and the Four Great Bodhisattvas had not personally arrived.

Seeing this, Dipamkara knew he could not continue like this. He was well aware of the might of Cloud Immortal. If this spread continued, the grandeur of Mount Ling would vanish into nothingness, and the situation he had painstakingly managed for years would change.

So, he lit up the Glazed Lamp, dispelling the mist and protecting Mount Ling beneath the lamp’s flames, while shouting loudly, "Stop now!"

Perhaps intimidated by Yun Zhongzi’s tactics, or maybe because of Dipamkara’s roar, the multitude surrounding the two from Mount Ling suddenly halted their attacks, yet a headstrong Arhat still swung his alms bowl toward the top of Sage Yu Ding’s head.

With a "clang," the alms bowl shattered, and the Arhat was sent flying backward, relentlessly spitting out blood.

A giant seal loomed in the sky, which had just struck the alms bowl, and a particularly heavy feeling transmitted from it.

"Ban Tian Yin!" the crowd exclaimed.

Indeed, a middle-aged man dressed in an Immortal Robe, carrying a Treasured Sword on his back, and surrounded by a halo of immortal light, stood revealed as a sage of the Taoist Sect. Behind him were Han Zhongli, Iron-Crutch Li, and other Immortals, and all the Taoist Immortals apart from those serving the Heavenly Court had now gathered.

"Uncle Master Dipamkara, does Buddhism bully the Taoist Sect for lack of people? I wonder how my two junior brothers have offended Buddhism to warrant an attack from the whole of Mount Ling," Guang Chengzi asked with a serious tone.

At this moment, Dipamkara could only show a bitter smile; the situation was indeed difficult to manage. The Buddhist supporters were full of righteous indignation, and the newly arrived members of the Taoist Sect came with overwhelming momentum. One misstep could lead to a great battle between Buddhism and Taoism.

"Brother Guang Chengzi, it’s been many years, yet you are still so domineering!" A voice rang out from the sky; it was Manjushri and Samantabhadra who had arrived.

"Since you chose to follow Buddhism, there is no need to address each other as brothers," Guang Chengzi said indifferently, looking at the two familiar figures.

"Whether cultivating Taoism or Buddhism, I am still me, brother; you are attached to appearances."

"Hmph, seems you’ve practiced a fine set of lips."

"Brother, why must you be like this? Now that All Saints are on the verge of Transcendence, let’s not cause trouble for our elders. If the Saints blame us, we wouldn’t be able to bear it."

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"Don’t use All Saints to pressure me. Ever since I, Guang Chengzi, have cultivated the Tao, I have never known fear. Today’s matter must be clarified!"

Just then, the crisp cry of a crane was heard, and a white crane broke through the thick clouds to land on Mount Ling, transforming into a delicate child servant in white clothes.

"By the Imperial Decree of Yuqing’s Primordial Heavenly Venerable, all Taoist Immortals are to return to their Sacred Mountain. This matter will be settled in due course!" The child servant produced an Imperial Decree, shining with resplendent text.

"What a joke, as if you can come and go as you please, treating Buddhism as your own backyard," said an Arhat who had ascended Mount Ling not long ago, feeling that the Taoist Sect was too arrogant.