Yang Jian Is About to Ascend
Great God Yang Jian absolutely couldn't sit still. When he saw that no one was talking, he felt uneasy all over. He was the sort of person who hated silence. He had no choice but to find a topic to talk about and break the silence.
The other immortals glared at him, somewhat furious. Even the ones on good terms with him from the Heavenly Court couldn't help but sigh.
Sensing the strange atmosphere, Yang Jian arched his brows.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? Did you not notice that chair?"
All he got in response was speechless rolling their eyes.
They weren't blind. Even if their eyes weren't good, they could still sense the chair's existence with their spiritual awareness. How could they not have noticed it?
"You're still looking at me?"
Yang Jian's sword-like brows knit together, then swept his gaze over the immortals.
"Come, let's see if you can stare at me again. I'll remember how you look at me. Once we get out of here, I'll settle the score. "
"....."
The immortals who weren't from the Heavenly Court looked away. They could slander him in their hearts, but they really didn't have the guts to confront this great god.
As for the immortals from the Heavenly Court, they all looked like they didn't know this guy. They didn't want to, but Yang Jian was just too embarrassing.
The North Pole Emperor's expression darkened. Yang Jian was messing with him on purpose, wasn't he?
"Sky God Yang, you haven't changed at all," said Shakyamuni with a calm smile, just like the Maitreya Buddha's.
"Thank you for the compliment." Yang Jian cupped his fists at Shakyamuni, then arched his brows. "Buddhas, you're all experts. You know much more than minor figures like us. Can you explain to me what exactly this chair is for? "
"I've been here a few times before, but I've never seen it before," said the Flame Emperor.
Everyone's gazes fell on the two Buddhas. Shakyamuni smiled but said nothing.
Ye Zichen, who was already flustered, glanced at the chair. From the surface, he could tell it was far better than theirs.
What's more, it was in the very center, above his and the Amitabha Buddha's chairs.
It was clear that the owner of this chair had a higher rank than them, but the two of them were already first and second place on the Reputation Rankings …
For a moment, he was interested in the chair.
"Buddha, can you tell me what this chair is for?"
"I can't reveal the secrets of the heavens. Do you want the Buddha of the Western Paradise to do it for me?" Shakyamuni smiled kindly. Amitabha, who was sitting at the head of the table, glanced at him and said, "I can't say, I can't say."
"That's why I say that you people from the Buddhist Domain are especially annoying!"
Yang Jian, who was filled with curiosity, stood up from the chair and pointed at the two Buddhas without hesitation.
"Looking at the two of you, you must know something. Eh, you just don't want to say it, right? What do you mean by not divulging the Heavenly Secrets? If you know, then you know. If you don't, then I'll just say that I don't know. Look at you, always saying that I can't say it. Tell me, what can I say? "
With that, he shouted at the group of immortals who didn't have seats.
"Brothers, am I right?"
Absolute silence.
How could minor immortals like them possibly get a word in on a major power of this level?
In the past, the Three Pure Ones, as well as the other immortals of high status, had deliberately given their prestige to these minor immortals in order to broaden their horizons.
It could be said that, apart from the ten in the chairs, more than ninety percent of the other immortals had come here for the first time.
Yang Jian was directly confronting the two Buddhas of the Buddhist Domain. Even if they were ten times more courageous, they wouldn't dare interrupt!
"Don't be angry, Sky God Yang. The laws of the world cannot be touched by our Buddhist Domain. However, I can tell Sky God Yang a piece of news. It's related to him. "
"What is it?" Yang Jian arched an eyebrow.
"Sky God Yang, you'll soon ascend to godhood. I must congratulate you in advance," Shakyamuni said with a faint smile.
Boom.
The crowd of immortals was in an uproar.
Even the supreme beings sitting on the chairs couldn't help but be stunned.
Yang Jian was going to ascend to godhood?
This news was too momentous. For a moment, no one said anything to congratulate him. They all stared at the two Buddhas in bewilderment ….
After a long while.
"Congratulations, Sky God Yang."
Fuxi was the first to stand up and offer his congratulations. Ascension was something that only the people involved would know about. However, it was rumored that the Buddhist Domain had the Three Thousand Scriptures of the Great Dao. It wasn't strange for them to know a thing or two about it.
Furthermore, these words had come from the mouth of one of the Buddhas. They couldn't possibly be lying.
He was a monk, after all, so he didn't lie.
"Congratulations, Sky God Yang."
"Congratulations, Sky God Yang."
"Congratulations, Sky God Yang."
The crowd of immortals all offered their congratulations, but Yang Jian was completely befuddled by this momentous news. He could only stand there in a daze, listening to the congratulations coming from all around him.
"Ascend to godhood? Me?"
After a long while, Yang Jian finally recovered from his shock and pointed a finger at his nose. Then, his expression changed.
"You say I'm ascending to godhood? Buddhas, when did you monks learn to joke? Do you know how strong I am? I'm only a peak sky immortal, not even an immortal king. You're telling me I'm about to ascend to godhood? Can you stop bullshitting here? "
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he'd misspoken and apologized.
"Um, I wasn't talking about you, so don't take it to heart. However, I know my own strength best of all. Ascending to godhood is impossible. "
"Monks don't lie," said Buddha Amitabha. The Amitabha Buddha laughed calmly. "Yang Jian, you really are going to ascend to godhood. During this conference, you will ascend to godhood. Shakyamuni wasn't spouting nonsense."
"How is that possible?" Yang Jian shook his head repeatedly.
"Who cares if it's possible or not? Isn't this a good thing?" Ye Zichen smiled at Yang Jian. "Bro, don't be nervous. Let's just remember what you said. If I ascend, that's definitely a good thing. If I don't, we can still go out and say the Buddhas lied. We can pour dirty water on those lofty Buddhas. There's no harm in that. Don't you think so? "
Yang Jian and Ye Zichen were truly worthy of being brothers. As soon as he said that, they hit it off immediately.
"Bro, you're absolutely right!"
"That's more like it." Ye Zichen pressed his lips into a smile. "Right now, what I'm most curious about is this chair. Also, why hasn't the Struggle for Supremacy started yet? Based on the time …."
Then Ye Zichen arched his brows and smiled at the chair.
"Who knows, it might start right after someone sits on it. Since none of you seem interested in the chair, how about I sit on it for you?"
With that, Ye Zichen walked up two steps, put his hands on the armrests, and sat down. However, the instant he sat down, he seemed to be under someone's control.
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