103: That's the old man's favorite.

"What?!"

The Lord of Blissful Demons looked at the Buddha with an expression that said, "Do you take me for an idiot?"

Under normal circumstances, direct conflict does not break out between Holy Lands.

After all, once a war between Holy Lands begins, it means it will not end for a very long time. Now that we are in a golden age, time is an Opportunity.

The Buddha's words just now meant he had already conceded. By paying a certain price and conveying an "apology" to the Supreme Bliss Holy Land, this matter would be over.

Finding someone to take the blame is indeed something that those in high positions often do, but the Lord of Blissful Demons is different. Although he is the esteemed Holy Master, most of the time, he is the one taking the blame for the Ancestors!

Therefore, upon hearing the Buddha's words, he immediately identified with the situation himself!

This time, the Buddha had walked straight into a trap.

"You... you think it's over just like that?!"

Seeing the Lord of Blissful Demons with veins bulging and trembling all over, the Buddha was somewhat surprised.

One must know that this time, Lin Ye did not suffer any harm, whereas only one of the people they sent returned.

And in the future, they would still be extorted for a huge sum by the Supreme Bliss Holy Land!

This result isn't enough? Is Lin Ye your illegitimate son? Why do you have such an expression???

The Lord of Blissful Demons' expression right now was enough to eat someone alive. Mentally, he had the perspective of a self-inserting victim, and physically, he was in unbearable pain from dozens of wounds.

Pain naturally makes a person irritable and furious, and when combined with his self-inserting tragic drama, it was already one plus one greater than two.

"Benefactor! This Abbot will definitely give you an explanation! Regarding the matter of attacking your sect's Disciple, I will thoroughly investigate it upon returning! I will even hand over the culprit to you for punishment!"

Seeing this expression on the Lord of Blissful Demons, the Buddha was also somewhat panicked.

He had known the man before him since they were young; he was purely a reckless and unruly character.

Now that he and his people were still on the other party's territory, if they weren't careful, wouldn't they be wiped out? Furthermore, this matter was originally the Buddhist sect's lapse in etiquette.

The Buddha gritted his teeth; he even planned to push out a Vice Holy Master to be the scapegoat after returning.

While expressing sincerity, he also wanted to ensure the Supreme Bliss Holy Land would never let this matter get out.

Since ancient times, winners are kings and losers are villains. If their plan had succeeded and they had taken Lin Ye away, then who cares what the Supreme Bliss Holy Land or the people of the world thought?

But now that it had failed, they had to seal off the news! Otherwise, their Face and their reputation would all be thrown to the dogs.

Trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice!

This was the phrase the Buddha most wanted to use to mock himself right now.

The top priority was to stabilize the Lord of Blissful Demons. Now, various large and small factions were guests at the Supreme Bliss Holy Land.

If they fell out at this time, their Galan Temple would be finished...

But what the Buddha did not expect was that despite his concession, the expression on the Lord of Blissful Demons' Face did not soften in the slightest; it even became more twisted.

"Bald donkey... do you think giving me some benefits will make this matter pass?!"

"That is the most, most, most precious Disciple of our Holy Land. You could say he is the apple of all our Ancestors' eyes, their most treasured possession!"

"You want to dismiss me with just a few words? And what's this about handing the culprit over to me! Good! You are really good! Do you people from Galan Temple still want to leave or not!"

Boom!!!

Accompanied by the Lord of Blissful Demons' roar, the surrounding Devilish Qi erupted.

Numerous Elders all looked at the group from Galan Temple with blood-red eyes. As long as their Holy Master said the word, they would attack!

"Stop, stop, stop!!!"

How could the Buddha dare to start a fight at this moment? He hurriedly and anxiously said: "Benefactor... no, Dao Brother, how about this: whatever you say, goes? After all, we were in the wrong first. Tell me, what kind of compensation do you want? This Abbot will bear it all! No two words about it!"

The Buddhas of Galan Temple all had somewhat darkened expressions.

When had they ever suffered such great humiliation?!

It was one thing for the plan to fail, but the Face of Galan Temple, their Buddha, was also there, groveling to a Devil Head to discuss compensation, even saying he would agree to anything the other party asked for.

Although they were extremely furious inside, they did not dare to say anything at all.

The surrounding Devil Cultivators, with their red eyes as if they had conjunctivitis, were not to be trifled with.

This was the lair of the Devil Cultivators, and in order to drag them here, the Buddha had specifically requested the other party to keep all the core Elders here to discuss the Dao together.

It was simply lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet.

"You said you'd agree to anything?"

The Lord of Blissful Demons' expression relaxed, and he looked at the Buddha with a smile in his eyes.

The latter knew that the other party was about to ask for an exorbitant price!

But as they were the fish and the other party was the knife, he couldn't refuse at this time. Did they want to walk out of the Supreme Bliss Holy Land safely or not?

Thinking of this, the Buddha gritted his teeth and nodded: "Dao Brother, speak. As long as it is something I can fulfill, I will certainly fulfill it for you... No! Even if it is something I cannot fulfill, I will find a way to fulfill it."

He had originally intended to leave himself a way out by nitpicking the wording.

However, halfway through, the Lord of Blissful Demons started rolling up his sleeves, and the Buddha hurriedly changed his tone.

"Hmm, since you are so sincere, then give me that Nirvana..."

Just as the Lord of Blissful Demons was about to say he wanted the other party's Cultivation Technique, his expression suddenly changed.

A voice reached his ears.

"Damn it, is your kid useless or what?! You don't even know how to extort?! Demand until they die!"

The Lord of Blissful Demons knew this was the voice of his Third Ancestor. The owner of this voice had just beaten him up earlier, so how could he not remember it deeply?

He immediately transmitted his voice back: "Third Ancestor, this Nirvana Sacred Art should be this guy's limit. If I continue to ask for more, I'm afraid he won't give it."

"You have to ask! Don't worry about whether he gives it or not, you must ask first. I've never seen such an embarrassing Lord of Blissful Demons. Next time you go out, remember to disguise yourself; don't say you're from the Supreme Bliss Holy Land."

"..."

The Lord of Blissful Demons was somewhat speechless, but the Buddha opposite him was even more speechless.

Good heavens, you really are trying to squeeze urine out of a toad. Do you think this Abbot is blind? Can't I see your lips moving?

If you aren't discussing what to extort from me, I wouldn't believe it even if you killed me.

Fine, fine, fine, Nirvana Sacred Art, right? I'll give it to you! If that's not enough, I'll add a few million Spirit Stones, and this matter will be over!

This place is not suitable for staying long; I must leave first.

A moment later, the Lord of Blissful Demons came back to his senses and looked at the Buddha with a serious Face: "Ahem... well, sorry, I was distracted just now! I assume you won't mind, right?"

"..."

The Buddha looked at the expression on the other party's Face and cursed inwardly, "Guess whether I believe you or not?!"

However, in order to resolve the matter as quickly as possible, he did not expose the other party's lie.