Vilanpo Bodhisattva immediately understood Nezha's meaning and, with a kind smile, said, "All things in the world are born to counterbalance each other. If that vicious insect were at its full strength, even I would struggle to capture it. Now, with its body in rehabilitation, although it has gained spirituality by devouring Immortal Gods, it is no match for my son's cry."

"If that vicious insect causes trouble, it would be troublesome to have your son run an errand."

"What are you saying? As the Dou Department Star Monarch of the Heavenly Court, subduing demons and eliminating devils is his duty."

Communicating with such reasonable elders is always smooth. A few words can sum up the eighty-one difficulties, and the Hundred-eyed Golden Centipede is considered a strong contender that will definitely give the Westward Team a tough time.

While a few people were chatting, other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also gathered. Guanyin, as Old Li's chief assistant, was handling all major and minor affairs of the Dharma Assembly in Old Li's absence.

Accompanied by Nezha's good elder brother Hui'an Walker, Mu Zha, and the newly appointed attendant Wujinyi, Jinzha was working on reception outside Lingshan.

Nezha only needed to stay put and chat idly with people. After going around chatting, it must be said, these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are all talented and pleasant to talk to, less slippery and more practical compared to the Heavenly Court's Immortals.

Lingshan and the Heavenly Court are still different. The Heavenly Court is the Primordial orthodoxy designated by the Daoist Ancestor with structure, while in Lingshan, the status is accepted by the world due to its influence. Although the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas receive good treatment in Lingshan, they must still strive to gain wealth.

Then Old Li appeared, and the Dharma Assembly officially began. Nezha never liked this kind of solemn ritual; he pulled a face, closed his eyes, pretending to be enlightened, while thinking about what to eat after the assembly.

The vegetarian meal at Lingshan really lacks any distinctive features.

After a round of ceremony, the most anticipated segment arrived, the debate competition.

One by one, young disciples, under the gaze of the gods and Buddhas, elaborated on their understanding and insights of the Buddhist Law, as well as their disagreements with others, seeking the ultimate truth of Buddha.

Nezha wasn't very fond of this segment because he felt that talking a hundred sentences without doing a single thing was pointless. However, the Nezha above squinted and listened for a while, finding that although the disciples below were of mixed quality, whether they would walk their talk all their lives or not, their hearts were at least genuinely kind.

Some spoke boldly, some deeply, and some simply chanted "Amitabha Buddha" with a chuckle and stepped down. It was a stage for display and not compulsory.

Hundreds of disciples took turns speaking. Those who spoke well received nods from the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas above, while the less articulate received encouraging smiles, making it a rather peaceful segment.

Until it was Jin Can Zi's turn on stage. Jin Can Zi was no longer the image of the little baldy but had transformed into a handsome young bald man, surrounded by auspicious light, clearly not short of virtuous deeds.

He began to speak of his ideas before the gods and demons. The beginning was excellent, leading the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to consider his words profound. Truly a disciple favored by the World Venerable.

But towards the end, something felt off. How to say it? It felt like a case of "Let them eat cake"—if everyone can become a Buddha, what's the need for us?

Regardless of whether the world is good or evil, the consensus is that the world is ignorant. It's not that they look down on people; it's just that humans have such a narrow perspective. Lifespans are too short to experience anything beyond life and death.

Can a person who has lived for decades and only seen a small part of the world be compared to a Buddha whose lifespan is measured in thousands of years and whose vision is infinitely broad?

It's possible but exceedingly rare.

After Jin Can Zi finished his philosophy, the next up was Child Huang Mei. Valued by Maitreya, Child Huang Mei was very wise, and constantly debated with Jin Can Zi, with high Dharma cultivation. His ideas directly opposed Jin Can Zi's, believing that life's starting point is unequal, and everyone can become a Buddha, but it must be the Buddha who guides them.

Huang Mei's views were more realistic, but these were things one had to realize for themselves, not something to preach. What should be taught is indeed Jin Can Zi's perspective.

Therefore, naturally, Jin Can Zi won.

The young Huang Mei was not convinced of his defeat, feeling that living atop Lingshan, Jin Can Zi only saw Lingshan and its surroundings, entirely unaware of human nature's darkness.

After the debate competition, the formalities continued, leaving Nezha uninterested. Although he disliked formalities, he knew they were necessary.

Even Buddhas need to be gilded to attract devotees; otherwise, if one doesn't even live well, how can believers gain anything?

After the Dharma Assembly, Nezha called Jin Can Zi to talk.

Nezha hadn't changed much over the years, but Jin Can Zi had grown taller than Nezha.

"Amitabha Buddha, the little monk greets the great force..."

Slap!

The shiny bald head received a tap, and Jin Can Zi, unable to maintain his solemn demeanor, covered his forehead and said, "Hello, big brother."

Nezha withdrew his hand and said, "You brat, still playing games with me?"

Jin Can Zi chuckled and said, "Isn't this to show you how I've progressed?"

Nezha smirked.

"I don't see much progress. Back then, you dared to brawl with Marshal Tianpeng outside the Turquoise Pool; now you can only talk."

Reminded of his black history, Jin Can Zi felt a bit embarrassed.

"Wasn't I young back then?"

"Do you want to go out again?"

"Yes!"

Nezha nodded, knowing that for such a headstrong person, words would not suffice. He should see for himself, so after informing Old Li, he brought Jin Can Zi to the present East Earth.

The East Earth, once the Central Plains of the Sealing God Period, now lacks a Human King, and the Qi Fortune of the Human Clan scattered, leading to the division of small countries and constant warfare. This greatly impacted Jin Can Zi.

Without using Divine Power, they walked leisurely for ten years, and Jin Can Zi gained much insight during this period.

"What do you realize?"

"East Earth's endless turmoil, though with faith, has collapsed, causing people to suffer, and officials behave like beasts."

"Can they become Buddhas?"

Jin Can Zi wanted to say no but believed this was all caused by war, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes?"

"How can they become Buddhas?"

"I am willing to guide them."

Nezha confirmed again, "Really?"

This time, Jin Can Zi was not as hesitant, with a determined look, he said, "Really."

Nezha said again, "East Earth is filled with indulgence and calamity, much killing and contention, a vicious sea of words and evil, wanting to teach requires Lingshan's Three Treasures True Scripture, but beings are ignorant, slandering the truth, not knowing the essentials of Magic Skill, you must enter the reincarnation into East Earth, in mortal flesh travel west to acquire the True Scripture, enduring countless hardships, across vast waters, to show the rarity of the True Scripture, and spread it to East Earth forever, will you still go?"

Jin Can Zi did not hesitate, saying firmly, "Yes."

Daily chanting in Lingshan he found pointless, preferring to engage in a cause that truly sought well-being for all.

Nezha couldn't sacrifice his happiness for others', but he greatly respected such people.

"Good, once you return, I'll inform your master of this, prepare yourself."

"Thank you, big brother."

With the objective achieved, they returned to Lingshan, and Nezha informed Old Li of Jin Can Zi's desire to become a Sutra Collector. Old Li was reluctant but knew Jin Can Zi's stubborn nature and realized he couldn't keep Jin Can Zi forever bound by his side, eventually agreeing.

During a teaching session, using Jin Can Zi's absent-mindedness as an excuse, he sent Jin Chanzi to the Lower Realm as a Sutra Collector.

Thus began the Buddhist sect's meticulously planned Sutra Collection project, initiated thousands of years ago. Others were not surprised by Jin Can Zi's role as a Sutra Collector; for one, Jin Can Zi had a strong Buddha Nature, and secondly, his connections were evident.

Nezha accompanied Jin Can Zi one last time, then returned to the Heavenly Court, instructing the duty Star Constellations to keep an eye on Jin Can Zi's reincarnation to prevent any unforeseen incidents.