The Grand Dharma Debate had ended.
Master Lucian came brimming with confidence and left full of excitement.
He felt his trip had not been in vain.
Although he didn't bring Monk Hugo and the others back, he had received guidance from Quinn Ye.
Master Lucian's attainments in Buddhist Dharma had become even more profound, and he now had a much clearer understanding of his future path of cultivation.
This was his greatest harvest from this trip.
Although Master Lucian still had to return to the West Realm, his heart, wholly devoted to Buddha, was thoroughly left behind in the Heavenly Martial Empire, left on Cloud-Drifting Mountain.
"When this old monk returns to the West Realm, I will widely spread the Holy Son's Buddhist Dharma, so that all people of my Buddhism can collectively feel grateful for the Holy Son's enlightenment!"
Master Lucian secretly swore in his heart.
He definitely had to spread the Holy Son's Buddhist Dharma throughout the entire West Realm.
So that all people of Buddhism could receive the Holy Son's enlightenment.
After the Grand Dharma Debate ended, the process of this debate was also rapidly spread by those who watched it.
For a time, the entire Seven Kingdoms of the Southern Wilderness was filled with all sorts of legends about Quinn Ye.
"Have you heard? That Quinn Ye is truly an otherworldly Expert. Even the high monk from the West Realm was won over by him and kowtowed to him."
"I saw it with my own eyes. That Quinn Ye is like a god, like a saint, incredibly majestic and radiating boundless light. He truly looked like a Saint descending to the mortal realm."
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
Someone expressed doubt, but was immediately besieged by the crowd.
"That's not even an exaggeration! It's said that the moment this person opened his mouth, profound Buddhist Dharma flowed out, causing the sky full of Buddha statues to manifest simultaneously."
"There's more, there's more. News also came from the West Realm, saying that the Buddha statues in countless temples all resonated with that Quinn Ye."
"I was right there at the scene and personally listened to Expert Ye's Buddhist Dharma. I just felt completely enlightened, as if I had a sudden flash of insight. I wished I could become a monk right then and there."
...
In the beginning, these rumors were still somewhat plausible and basically managed to reconstruct the facts.
But as they spread, they started to become more and more absurd.
"Quinn Ye isn't just the Holy Son of Buddhism; he is the reincarnation of a Buddha."
"I heard from my next-door neighbor's second uncle's little brother-in-law that when Quinn Ye was born, auspicious signs fell from heaven, and a True Dragon and a Phoenix appeared simultaneously."
"Tch! My oldest aunt's husband's brother-in-law was once Quinn Ye's neighbor. He saw what Expert Ye looked like as a child—he could pee over ten feet further than normal kids."
"Tsk tsk, I have an acquaintance in the Heavenly Martial Empire. He said that Expert Ye is actually an old monster who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and he needs to engage in Dual Cultivation with women every night to maintain his youth."
...
In short.
Quinn Ye was thoroughly famous this time.
Even he himself didn't know just how outrageously absurd his current fame had been distorted.
After the Dharma debate ended, he returned to Cloud-Drifting Mountain.
And the martial arts world didn't seem to have changed much either.
The only change was the addition of a group of cultivators who loved shouting "BOOYAH!"
Every day, these people acted as if they had been injected with chicken blood, each and every one of them boiling with hot blood, making it hard for others not to be infected by it.
Not long after.
A massive craze swept through the cultivation world.
It seemed that before cultivating, sparring, or fighting, if they didn't shout a couple of "BOOYAHs", it just didn't feel right.
Up on Cloud-Drifting Mountain.
Quinn Ye's life returned to peace.
He also got his wish and finally lived a life free of worries.
Only Finn Guo was somewhat crestfallen.
"Master, Dakang left."
Finn Guo held a letter and said to Quinn Ye.
Quinn Ye was startled, took the letter, and glanced at it.
The letter was left by Dakang.
On it, a line of crooked words was written.
"I cannot stay here forever. I am going to other places. Thank you for saving me."
Just this single line of words, written extremely poorly.
Quinn Ye smiled and didn't mind.
He had long seen that Dakang wouldn't live here for long.
That child was different from Finn Guo.
Finn Guo longed to stay together with the people he cared about and live a peaceful and tranquil life.
Dakang, on the other hand, was a child who yearned deeply for the outside world; he had an extremely strong thirst for knowledge.
Whatever Quinn Ye taught, he memorized eagerly and hungrily.
But this tiny mountain peak naturally couldn't satisfy Dakang.
So he left.
To seek a broader and vaster world.
"Master, I want to go find him and bring him back," Finn Guo said.
Quinn Ye shook his head: "Even if you go find him, he won't come back with you."
"Why?"
Finn Guo was a bit puzzled.
Dakang and I were clearly very happy living here, why does Dakang want to leave, and moreover, is unwilling to come back?
"He is different from you. He likes the outside world and won't be like you, willing to stay on this tiny mountain peak."
Finn Guo seemed to understand but also seemed not to.
But he also gave up the idea of going to find Dakang.
A few days later.
Quinn Ye discovered that the peaceful life he had imagined didn't seem to be as beautiful as he thought.
Because many people secretly sneaked up Cloud-Drifting Mountain, wanting to pay their respects to Quinn Ye.
These people basically all came after hearing Quinn Ye's reputation, harboring the idea of obtaining some sort of Fortuitous Opportunity.
At first, Quinn Ye received them warmly.
But as more and more people came, Quinn Ye couldn't handle it anymore.
Looking at the people swarming all over the mountains and plains, Quinn Ye was completely dumbfounded.
Damn it all, this place of mine is almost becoming a tourist attraction.
How can this be allowed?
Especially when he saw those people brazenly trampling the watermelon patch that he and Finn Guo had worked so hard to plant, Quinn Ye was thoroughly enraged.
He knew he couldn't stop these people from coming up the mountain.
But Monk Hugo and the others at the foot of the mountain could.
And so.
Quinn Ye told Finn Guo to hurry down the mountain.
Call for backup!
Hugo and the others were actually also very dissatisfied with the intrusion of these people.
But they didn't dare to stop them casually, deeply afraid of making Quinn Ye unhappy.
Now it was perfect.
Finn Guo came to ask for help.
Then Hugo and the others naturally wouldn't hold back.
The crowd of monks went up the mountain and drove all these uninvited guests out.
There were still people who were unresigned in their hearts and wanted to exchange blows with Hugo and the others.
The result, naturally, was being brutally beaten by Hugo and the others and directly thrown down the mountain.
After experiencing the Dharma debate, Hugo and the others seemed to have all gained something, and their cultivation was stronger than before.
Dealing with this motley crew naturally involved no pressure at all.
After driving everyone away, Hugo and the others also thought of a solution.
Using a Buddhist formation, they completely shrouded the bottom of the mountain.
Anyone who wanted to go up the mountain would be blocked by the formation.
This way, unless they flew directly in, absolutely no one would be able to disturb Quinn Ye under the watchful eyes of Hugo and the others.
The Buddhist formation stopped a considerable portion of the people who wanted to enter the mountain to pay respects to Quinn Ye.
But there were also some people who came to the foot of Cloud-Drifting Mountain not to pay respects to Quinn Ye.
But to join Buddhism.
Hugo and the others were very happy; they could finally widely recruit disciples in the Heavenly Martial Empire.
All of this was brought about by Quinn Ye.
Because of Quinn Ye and Master Lucian's Dharma debate, more people came to know the meaning of Buddhism.
On this day.
Outside the mountain gate of The Shaolin Temple, a delicate and pretty young woman arrived.
She knelt in front of the main gate of The Shaolin Temple, her eyes lifeless, her face full of despair.
"This young woman is willing to enter Buddhism, I beg the Master to grant my wish!"