363: Chapter 350 An Invitation from the West

The celebration banquet for the Heavenly Court—no, it was now officially branded as the "Eternal Divine Kingdom General Office"—was in full swing.

This wasn't like the old, boring banquets where everyone sipped immortal dew, ate Peaches of Immortality, and stood on ceremony according to rank. Under Lin Feng's management, it had become a cross-era rave.

Massive holographic projections cast neon words across the pitch-black sky: "Founding of the Divine Kingdom, Who Can Compete?" Multi-colored laser beams shot everywhere, turning the cold Moon Laurel Palace into a cyber nightclub. In the center of the plaza, instead of imperial delicacies, over a hundred "Yuan-Yang" hotpots with a diameter of ten zhang were set up. The rich aroma of red oil and beef tallow mixed with various Advanced spices, making the passing Divine Beasts and cranes sneeze.

"Come, come! Freshly sliced chilled sashimi from the North Sea! This was specially caught from the deep sea by that old fellow Ao Guang to show his loyalty!" Nezha, stepping on his Wind Fire Wheels and holding a white jade plate the size of a washbasin, darted through the crowd like a hyperactive food runner, not forgetting to stuff a piece of succulent fish into his mouth.

"Second Brother, stop wiping that broken blade of yours and come get some skewers! This is freshly roasted wild boar from... oh, across from Lingshan!" Marshal Tianpeng's face was flushed red from drinking. He held a bottle of high-proof Erguotou in his left hand and waved a sizzling roasted lamb leg in his right, looking exceptionally heroic.

Although Erlang Shen still maintained a cold face, he was holding a skewer of kidneys sprinkled with secret chili powder, eating with focused intensity.

Lin Feng sat in the main seat before a table of leftovers. He had just swallowed a juicy beef ball and was about to have the System exchange for two cases of chilled beer, feeling quite satisfied.

Just as the atmosphere reached its peak, and even Venus was planning to go up and perform some breakdancing...

*Buzz—*

A sudden change occurred in the western horizon.

An extremely piercing, brilliant golden light, carrying an unquestionable sense of overbearing dominance, suddenly tore through the night.

This golden light ignored all protocol, violently piercing through the Divine Kingdom's spiritual energy defense layer. Accompanied by a thick scent of sandalwood—so thick it was almost nauseating—it forcibly cut off the holographic signal.

The rhythmic electronic music came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a grand, distant, and brainwashing Sanskrit chant.

"Namo... Amitabha..."

The once-joyful atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point. The various immortals eating hotpot put down their chopsticks, faces full of vigilance. They were all too familiar with this Aura; it was the usual prelude whenever those monks came to spoil the fun.

Within the golden light, a flawless Nine-Grade Lotus Platform slowly floated over. Seated upon it was a Great Being in white, holding a Mutton-Fat Jade Vase. With a slight sway of a willow branch, her expression was compassionate yet carried a hint of unattainable holiness. The layers of Karma halos behind her head were as tall as a three-story building.

It was none other than Guanyin Bodhisattva.

As soon as she appeared, the clamor within a hundred-mile radius seemed to be forcibly suppressed by an invisible force, and the air became filled with solemnity and oppression.

"Amitabha."

Guanyin Bodhisattva parted her vermilion lips, her voice echoing in 360-degree surround sound that made everyone's eardrums itch. "This humble monk has come uninvited and disturbed the Divine Lord's pleasure. I hope the Divine Lord will be magnanimous."

Lin Feng didn't stand up, nor did he even stop wiping his mouth. He leaned back in his chair, head tilted, looking at this famous Great Bodhisattva of the Three Realms with a playful tone.

"Since you know you're uninvited yet still forced your way in, has the professional level of you Lingshan people degraded this much? Can't you see we're having a team-building event? Are you here to beg for alms, or do you want to share a hotpot base?"

The corner of Guanyin Bodhisattva's eye twitched imperceptibly, but with her profound Buddhist cultivation, she maintained that perfect smile.

"The Divine Lord is joking. This humble monk has come by the decree of our Buddha, Tathagata, specifically to deliver an 'invitation' to the Divine Lord."

With that, she raised her jade hand.

A streak of golden light slowly flew toward Lin Feng. It wasn't ordinary paper, but a Bodhi Leaf crafted from top-grade red gold, containing the phantom images of ten thousand Buddhas. The leaf was inscribed with complex Sanskrit scriptures, every stroke faintly exuding the pressure of a Saint.

"Go!" Nezha tried to block it with his Fire-Tipped Spear, only to find the golden leaf seemed to exist between reality and illusion, passing directly through the spear tip.

Lin Feng snorted coldly and opened two fingers slightly. A pure strand of Half-step Saint power emanated from his fingertips, steadily catching the "golden leaf."

"An invitation? What does Tathagata want with me? Could it be he heard I became the CEO of the Three Realms and wants to apply for an office and pay me property management fees?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's smile faded, her expression becoming solemn and cold, her tone carrying the weight of an undeniable "open scheme."

"Three days from now will be Lingshan's once-in-ten-thousand-years 'Ullambana Festival.' At that time, Buddhas and Arhats from all heavens will gather at Lingshan to demonstrate the Dharma, preach the scriptures, and deliver all living beings. Our Buddha appreciates the Divine Lord's natural talent—not only for unifying the Heavenly Court but also for reshaping the Underworld. Recognizing your great contributions, he specially invites the Divine Lord to the Great Leiyin Temple to join this grand occasion."

At this point, Guanyin paused for a moment, her deep gaze sweeping over the Dragon Kings and Yamas who had submitted to Lin Feng, and said meaningfully:

"At that time, our Buddha also has some 'small suggestions' regarding the governance of the Three Realms and the distribution of Luck that he wishes to discuss with the Divine Lord in person. After all, the long-term peace and stability of these Three Realms cannot do without the 'care' of my Buddhist Sect. Divine Lord, if you do not dare to go, I fear the living beings of the Three Realms will feel your magnanimity is limited and that you cannot bear the weight of your high position."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

How was this an invitation? This was a blatant ultimatum, a Hongmen Banquet under the guise of an open scheme!

Everyone knew what Tathagata was planning. Lin Feng's momentum was too strong, and Lingshan couldn't sit still. If Lin Feng dared to step into the Great Leiyin Temple, he would be on Buddhist turf; once the Ten Thousand Buddhas Homage Array was activated, even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would lose a layer of skin. But if he didn't go, the Buddhist Sect would immediately manipulate public opinion, saying Lin Feng's position was illegitimate and that he had a guilty conscience, inciting Aparagodaniya and even other Loose Immortal forces to rise in rebellion.

"Don't go! Definitely don't go!" Nezha fumed, his Fire-Tipped Spear sweeping out as crimson flames soared into the sky. "Boss, this is clearly a pit they've dug for you! That fat Tathagata has a black heart!"

Erlang Shen also sneered, the Heavenly Eye on his forehead faintly flashing with purple light. "If he wants to talk, come to Tiance Mansion. Go to Lingshan? In his dreams."

Guanyin completely ignored the shouting, simply staring quietly at Lin Feng with a faint hint of provocation in her eyes. "Divine Lord, the Three Realms are watching you. Do you dare to keep the appointment?"

All eyes focused on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked down at the golden leaf in his hand and suddenly grinned. His smile was somewhat neurotic and made Guanyin feel uneasy.

"Heh, interesting."

He had just finished that beef ball, and his mouth was covered in hotpot red oil and unchewed minced garlic. He looked around as if he couldn't find a napkin, his expression appearing somewhat troubled.

"Oh dear, the hotpot base was a bit heavy, too much oil. It's all over my face."

Lin Feng muttered, and then—

Under Guanyin's horrified gaze and the petrified stares of the immortals...

Lin Feng directly took that "pure gold Bodhi invitation"—which represented the supreme dignity of the Buddhist Sect, was personally blessed by Tathagata, and was sufficient to be an Acquired Karma Treasure.

*Schloop—*

He wiped it vigorously around his mouth.

Bright red oil stains instantly smeared the golden invitation. Not finished yet, Lin Feng flipped it over and carefully wiped the spicy oil from the gaps between his fingers.

The once brilliantly glowing, solemn, and holy golden leaf instantly turned into a piece of scrap metal covered in peppercorns, scallions, and saliva.

"You—!!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's compassionate expression, maintained for eons, instantly collapsed. Her eyes nearly bulged out, and her hand gripping the jade vase turned white at the knuckles. "Lin Feng! You dare... how dare you desecrate the Buddha's decree! You are openly provoking my Buddhist Sect! You are seeking your own death!"

Lin Feng casually tossed the greasy golden leaf onto the table and shook his hand in disgust.

"Don't be so angry. This golden leaf of yours has mediocre oil absorption. One-star review. Go back and tell that fat man with the bumpy head to remember to change to a different brand of tissue."

He slowly stood up, his previously relaxed Aura instantly becoming as deep as an abyss. He stared coldly at Guanyin, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

"I accept this Hongmen Banquet."

"No need to wait three days. I'm an impatient man. Since you want to treat me to a meal, prepare a grand feast. If the food isn't good then, or if the dishes I want to eat aren't ready..."

Lin Feng revealed a row of white teeth in a cruel smile. "Then I won't just flip your table; I'll tear down your shitty temple."

"Now beat it! Don't be an eyesore here and interrupt my hotpot."

Guanyin Bodhisattva's golden body shook with rage. Knowing that further words were useless, she snorted coldly, swept up her lotus platform, and transformed into a bolt of thunder heading straight for the west.

Watching Guanyin's departing figure, the smile on Lin Feng's face vanished instantly, replaced by extreme coldness.

"Venus."

"This old servant is here..." Venus wiped his cold sweat and approached.

"Pass down the order. Stop the banquet."

Lin Feng turned to look at the distant horizon. "Notify all warships to charge to full capacity. We're going to the Western Heaven right now to send them on their way."