The Legend of Futian

The Light of Buddha shone on Spirit Mountain. The surroundings were quiet and peaceful. The entire area was veiled, like a sanctuary.

Dazzling colorful light poured down on one of the peaks of Spirit Mountain. A white-haired figure sat cross-legged with his eyes shut as he cultivated. Behind him were two other silhouettes sitting quietly and cultivating. Both of them were absolute beauties and appeared even more divine under the Light of Buddha.

One of the women was actually shrouded in halos of the Light of Buddha. She was like a bodhisattva with transcendent beauty. She gave off an immaculate aura. The other woman seemed to be an otherworldly goddess. Their temperaments were completely different.

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These two women were naturally Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing. Since Ye Futian had remained to cultivate on Spirit Mountain, he had gone to Western Heaven to bring over Hua Jieyu and the others. Now, Hua Jieyu, Chen Yi as well as a few junior figures were all cultivating on Spirit Mountain.

Up until today, they had been cultivating on Spirit Mountain for three years. In the past three years, Hua Jieyu and the others also read Buddhist scriptures. They did not purposely cultivate the Path of Buddha and Buddhist superpowers, but various techniques were related after all. Moreover, Buddhist scriptures were extremely profound. They could be enlightening. Occasionally, some things that they did not comprehend before could suddenly become extremely clear.

Hence, these three years of cultivation had been extremely beneficial for them.

Of course, the person who had improved the most was undoubtedly Hua Qingqing. In her previous life, she had been a Buddhist lamp who had accompanied the Lord of All Buddhas in his cultivation. He had recited many Buddhist scriptures to Qingdeng. This caused Qingdeng to gain sentience in her previous life. Now that memories of her previous life had awakened, the various Buddhas crowned her a Buddha. Her cultivation improved by leaps and bounds every day. She even transcended the original cultivation rules and kept leaping past planes.

In another location, Blind Tie was cultivating under a golden waterfall that seemed to be formed from the flowing Light of Buddha. At that moment, a silhouette suddenly appeared near him. Blind Tie raised his eyebrows, seemingly sensing something. He turned towards the person who had appeared. However, the next moment, he did not sense anything in that direction. It was as though no one had ever been there.

Were his senses playing tricks on him? Blind Tie thought to himself. He felt somewhat strange. By right, his sense would not be mistaken. Then, what was it?

In another location, below a pagoda, a few silhouettes were sitting there cultivating. Around them were quite a few Buddhas. These figures were rather young, but their temperaments were astounding. They were Fang Cun and the youths.

Just then, a silhouette appeared behind them. The four of them did not sense the figure at all. They were still immersed in their own cultivation. Very quickly, the figure vanished again, as though it had never been there.

On the ancient golden peak, an illusory figure appeared where Ye Futian sat. It was his own illusory figure. Right then, his illusory figure merged back with his original body as he quietly sat there. It was as though he had never left the place and had always been sitting there cultivating.

In the surrounding space, one could not even detect any changes in the power of the Great Path of Space.

Hua Qingqing, who was seated behind Ye Futian, cast him a glance. Her gaze revealed a faint smile. Right then, Ye Futian also opened his eyes. He gazed down at the scenery below Spirit Mountain and mumbled, “As expected, this Celerity superpower is miraculous. I can use it to go about without leaving any traces. Even those with cultivation not weaker than my own have difficulty sensing my presence. If I were to attack them, I would certainly catch them off guard. It is somewhat terrifying to think about it.”

Hua Qingqing said, “All six Buddhist superpowers are all miraculous. When you reach a higher cultivation plane, your Celerity will become even more powerful. When that happens, you can go anywhere you want in the world. The heavens and earth will no longer bind you.”

“Where did you go just now?” Hua Jieyu asked curiously. In their eyes, Ye Futian had only disappeared for an instant before returning to his spot. It was as though he had never left. However, they naturally knew that Ye Futian was cultivating Celerity and had gone somewhere in that instant.

“I went to many places,” replied Ye Futian as he turned around and looked at Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing.

Hua Jieyu’s beautiful eyes revealed a look of surprise. Ye Futian had already gone to many places in that instant?

Such speed was considered terrifying. Even if one cultivated the Great Path of Space, it was impossible to pull off such a feat.

Right then, a figure suddenly appeared where they were. It was Yumu.

Yumu similarly cultivated Celerity and could come and go without a trace. Without any signs of the power of the Great Path of Space, he had immediately appeared here.

“Master,” greeted Ye Futian as he got up and bowed slightly.

“Benefactor Ye,” replied Yumu as he returned the gesture. “I have something to inform you. Back in Western Heaven, you previously came into conflict with Zhenchan Temple, and Saint Zhenchan went missing after the incident. Not long ago, Saint Zhenchan returned to Zhenchan Temple. He has gotten wind that you are cultivating here on Spirit Mountain and is already on his way over. I believe he will arrive soon.”

“So he did not die!” Ye Futian mumbled. However, this was within expectations. Of course, although he had not killed Saint Zhenchan, he had heavily injured the latter. Saint Zhenchan must have recovered recently for him to have only returned to Zhenchan Temple now.

Now, Ye Futian had already settled down on Spirit Mountain. Even though he had yet to establish a base here, he had long left Western Heaven.

Despite that, Saint Zhenchan was actually coming to Spirit Mountain to find him. It was obvious how deep his grudge ran.

In the battle back then, most of the cultivators of Zhenchan Temple were killed. Only Saint Zhenchan had escaped with severe injuries. Zhenchan Temple was already a shadow of its former self. This resulted in the deep hatred Saint Zhenchan bore against Ye Futian. This score needed to be settled.

Saint Zhenchan was also originally from a Buddhist sect. It was not strange for him to come to Spirit Mountain.

“Of course, Benefactor Ye need not worry. On Spirit Mountain, it is impossible for Saint Zhenchan to do anything to you,” said Yumu, comforting Ye Futian. Ye Futian naturally also understood this. He was a cultivator whom the Lord of All Buddhas had received. The latter had allowed him to cultivate one of the six Buddhist superpowers on Spirit Mountain. Under such circumstances, if Saint Zhenchan came to Spirit Mountain to kill Ye Futian, how would the Lord of All Buddhas punish him?

Another figure dashed over. This time, it was Bitter Zen. When he arrived, he placed his palms together and bowed towards Hua Qingqing, saying, “Greetings, Buddha.”

The cultivators of Spirit Mountain still maintained absolute respect towards Hua Qingqing. It was so even for Bitter Zen, who had followed the Lord of All Buddhas. Hua Qingqing was the Buddhist lamp accompanying the Lord of All Buddhas in his cultivation for countless eons.

“Greetings, Master Bitter Zen,” responded Hua Qingqing as she returned the gesture. Ye Futian similarly greeted him. Bitter Zen looked towards Ye Futian and said, “Saint Zhenchan is already making his way across the ocean. He will arrive at Spirit Mountain soon. However, Benefactor Ye may cultivate in peace. On Spirit Mountain, nothing will happen to you.”

“Many thanks, Master,” thanked Ye Futian politely. Master Bitter Zen must have come to put his mind at ease. Even Saint Zhenchan could not do as he pleased on Spirit Mountain!