The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 177 - 177 123 Is the Chan Sect Dispersing

177: Chapter 123: Is the Chan Sect Dispersing?

177: Chapter 123: Is the Chan Sect Dispersing?

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Li Qingming saw that Randeng looked extremely disheveled and was still obsessed with whether he was a Primordial Disciple or not.

He couldn’t help but be startled, then burst into laughter and said, “Randeng, you were once the Vice Sect Hierarch of Chan Sect, can’t you even distinguish the Yuqing True Essence?”

The Primordial Spirit Avatar of Randeng and an Innate Spiritual Treasure were both going to end up in Li Qingming’s hands.

Although he had let go of the hatred in his heart when he knew that Li Qingming was a disciple of the Primordial Venerable One, he still harbored resentment towards Li Qingming.

Randeng calmed his emotions and said with somewhat bloodshot eyes, “Even if you are a Heavenly Venerate’s disciple, so what?

Nowadays, the Tao Ancestor Hong Jun has broken through Chaos and departed, Nuwa Saint has firmly closed her palace gates, unmindful of worldly affairs.

Among The Three Pure Ones, the Venerable Lord and the Heavenly Venerate are sealed, and the Tongtian Sect Leader is perished.

Although Western Buddhism’s Amitabha Buddha has long been absent, there is still Zhunti Buddha Mother presiding over Mount Sumeru.

This All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds is dominated by our Buddhist Sect.

What do you, a remnant of the Chan Sect, have to be arrogant about!”

These matters were already no secret in the Seven Realms.

However, Li Qingming, who had just returned, was unaware of them.

At this moment, Li Qingming’s mind was in chaos: “If in that Primordial Heaven and Earth, there were no traces of my existence, probably after years, Primordial Heaven and Earth would still continue on this world’s trajectory, evolving into a realm indistinguishable from this one.”

After all, Li Qingming was a disciple of Chan Sect.

Although this world’s Primordial Venerable One did not know of his existence, it inevitably left Li Qingming feeling desolate!

Li Qingming raised his head and glanced at Randeng with a sideways look, saying, “Randeng, what kind of benefits did Zhunti give you back then for you to betray the Sect and become an Ancient Buddha of Western Buddhism?”

Randeng’s face twitched, gritting his teeth as he spoke, “Blame it on those several Golden Immortals under the Heavenly Venerable’s wing.

Back then, the Heavenly Venerable treated me with equality.

However, figures like Guang Chengzi, relying on their status as direct disciples of the Saint, humiliated me at every turn.

I could overlook that, but their greatest mistake, unforgivable, was after the Sealing God Battle ended, they, in the presence of the Heavenly Venerable, heaped all the blame for their loss upon me!

It was utterly preposterous, their sin truly warranted death!”

Seeing the complicated expression on Randeng’s face – warmth, hatred, reverence, resentment …

a mix of emotions that seemed genuine – Li Qingming fell into silence for a moment.

As if caught in memories, Randeng, with a nostalgic countenance, said, “Back then, Fellow Daoists Ci Hang, Manjusri, Ju Liu, Puxian, who knew me well, heard of Guang Chengzi’s vile conduct and argued indignantly in front of the Heavenly Venerable.

But Guang Chengzi was too cunning, and the Heavenly Venerable held him in high affection.

The final outcome was that I was immediately cast out by the Heavenly Venerable and my fellow Daoists left in fury.

The Zhunti Buddha Mother, upon hearing this, was greatly indignant and persuaded us to the Western realm and passed on the profound methods of Buddhism, Buddhist Proverbs.

Thus, I became the Vice Sect Hierarch of Western Buddhism, Randeng, the Ancient Buddha!”

Hearing this, Li Qingming was even more shocked.

Thinking of the times discussing taoism with his fellow disciples on Kunlun Mountain, drinking merrily – those moments of sheer joy and warmth.

Guang Chengzi was such a refined gentleman.

But here, in Randeng’s narrative of this world, he was far from the gentleman he remembered!

From Randeng’s account, Guang Chengzi was a despicable, treacherous, and shamelessly unscrupulous person.

Seeing Li Qingming’s puzzled look, Randeng laughed with self-mockery and said, “Kid, isn’t it incomprehensible?

I’m sure your fellow senior brothers never told you about this!

Hehe, the great Chan Sect, to disperse like this!

Hahaha, how tragic it is!”

Li Qingming wanted to retort, but found no words to start.

“Sigh!” Randeng sighed softly, saying, “Differing paths do not converge.

Kid, you swallowed my Primordial Spirit Avatar, destroyed my Linglong Treasure Tower; one day, I will settle this account with you.

Today I admit I’m no match for you, but if we meet again, that will be your end.

Kid, be cautious!”

Having said that, Randeng lightly flicked his sleeves, tore through the Void, and left with Breaking the Sky.

Li Qingming gazed blankly at the desolate Ancient Battlefield, feeling a profound sadness.

Reflecting on the extensive Chan Sect falling apart so disastrously, the bitterness in his heart was indescribable in words.

Staring blankly for a long time, Li Qingming gave a wry smile, shook his head, and muttered to himself, “There’s no trouble in this world that people don’t bring upon themselves.

As long as I, Li Qingming, am here, I will ensure that our Chan Sect remains intact!”

Picking up the large umbrella on the ground, now tattered and broken, Li Qingming sneered, “What the hell is this!

Not only did I waste time fighting for major advancement in cultivation, but I also got three Innate Spiritual Treasures and a half-dead Exotic Beast!

Sigh…”

Regaining his composure, Li Qingming waved his hand and buried the entire valley beneath the earth.

This Sealing God Ancient Battlefield that had been turbulent for so long finally vanished from the eyes of the world.

Perhaps, it would never see the light of day again!

…

　　The Sealing God Ancient Battlefield was a unique space, with the flow of time inside different from the outside world.

Thus, by the time Li Qingming returned to his villa, it was just a little past three in the morning.

As soon as Li Qingming stepped into the villa without having time to rest, the phone in the living room started ringing “di ling ling”.

Li Qingming looked and couldn’t help but smile—it was Luo Shucheng who was calling.

Picking up the phone, Li Qingming teased, “Panda, why are you not cuddling with your beloved wife in the middle of the night and instead calling me for what?”

　　Luo Shucheng, on the other end of the phone, turned red with embarrassment and then said anxiously, “Brother Ming, you better run now!

France, Italy, Australia…

any place would do, just don’t stay in the country anymore.

That Xiao Zhifei’s grandfather is the founding hero Xiao Liqing!

If you’ve offended him, don’t even think about getting by in this country!”

　　A warmth filled Li Qingming’s heart.

In such a materialistic society where interests are held supreme, to have someone care about him like this moved Li Qingming’s normally steadfast Dao Heart.

“Hahaha, Panda!

Do you or do you not believe in your brother?”

　　Luo Shucheng said, “Brother, you’re my brother, my own blood brother!

I’m begging you, please run!

What are we still talking about at a time like this?”

　　This was no ordinary trouble—they were dealing with someone equivalent to a Primordial savage beast for the average person.

Without some foresight, one might be devoured without a trace remaining!

“If you believe in your brother, then you tell Uncle Luo to gather all the group’s liquid assets and invite the world’s best trader to, after the stock market opens tomorrow morning, launch a full-force attack on the Xiao Group and buy up shares of the Xiao Group,” Li Qingming said with a faint smile.

“What?” Now Luo Shucheng was utterly confused.

What was this all about?

The Xiao Group had solid strength and the hard backing of the Huaxia Xiao Family.

Although Luo Group was also one of the top corporations in the world, they were still not financially strong enough to take on the Xiao Group in a head-to-head clash.

“Brother Ming, are you, are you talking nonsense!

As long as Old Xiao stands firm, we can’t take them on!”

　　The smile at the corner of Li Qingming’s mouth grew even more pronounced, “Then call up your future father-in-law and buy up Xiao Group’s stock together.

Believe in me, when have I ever lied to you!

Alright, that’s it.

Make sure to gather all available liquid funds and go all out in the acquisition!”

　　”Wait…

beep, beep, beep!” Luo Shucheng was just about to say something when Li Qingming hung up the phone.

With a face full of confusion, Luo Shucheng entered the study to carefully relay what Li Qingming told him to his father.

Experience after all comes with age—as Luo Hong stroked his stubble-filled chin, he said to Luo Shucheng, “Perhaps something big has happened in the Xiao Family!

Check it out, Shucheng, hurry and investigate!

At the same time, gather the funds, bring all the traders of the group together, and prepare to full-force strike against the Xiao Group, acquiring their shares.

Make sure by tomorrow morning before the stock market opens, to report if something big has happened to the Xiao Family tonight!”

　　Luo Shucheng nodded slightly hesitantly and asked, “Should we inform Uncle Wang?”

　　A trace of mischief crossed Luo Hong’s face as he scolded with a laugh, “Look at you, you scoundrel, you’re not even married to Yuan Yuan yet, and you’re already turning your elbow out!

Get lost, I’ll contact him myself!”

　　Luo Shucheng touched the back of his head awkwardly and walked out of the study.

Luo Hong made a phone call to his old friend Wang Chonghai to give him a heads-up.

However, he didn’t tell this in-law that it was Li Qingming’s request.

He simply mentioned that he had received reliable news that someone internationally was planning to target the Xiao Group and advised him to prepare early.

After hanging up, Luo Hong’s gaze was deep as he murmured to himself, “Li Qingming, I hope you are right!

Otherwise, both Luo and Wang families will be doomed.”