Lu Ya watched Bai Jin leave, standing alone in the palace deep in thought. His fists clenched, his eyes alight with excitement and agitation. The more he thought about Bai Jin's words, the more sensible they seemed. How could Mile and those lopsided, cracked dates aspire to compete with me for Buddha's position? Who, if not I, should take the place of Buddha?!
After a while, amidst the sounds of joy and laughter and successive blessings, the Flat Peach Banquet gradually came to an end.
The Jie Sect, Human Sect, Asura Sect, Wuzhuang Temple, and other powerful forces of the Primordial World, all left one after another.
Many Buddhist Disciples stood upon auspicious clouds, with Buddha Wheels blossoming behind their heads, appearing holy and extraordinary.
Mile, with palms together, bowed and said cheerfully, "Many thanks, Great Venerable, for your hospitality!"
