From then on, the Twelve Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan became eleven, and Houtu became Lady Ping Xin in the Netherworld Great World.
Lady Ping Xin looked around indifferently at the beings and said, "Everyone, as Earthly Hell has just been established and there are many tasks to handle, I won’t be able to entertain you all. Please feel free to leave."
Although her words were polite, the intent to send the guests away was very clear.
Emperor Jun and Nuwa Saint were the first to propose their farewells and then left the Blood Sea.
It goes without saying for Nuwa, she just came to meet the newly ascended saint.
As for Emperor Jun, he managed to obtain some authority over the Six Paths of Reincarnation from Heavenly Dao, though not all of it, only one of the six paths.
Yet this did not hinder Emperor Jun from peering into the mysteries of reincarnation.
The Three Pure Ones knew they were no longer favored by Lady Ping Xin, especially since Houtu’s departure from the Witch Clan was under the direction of Taiching Laozi.
So, as soon as Lady Ping Xin finished speaking, The Three Pure Ones had already vanished.
However, Zhunti Saint and Jieyin Saint did not bid farewell for a long while.
Because the Six Paths of Reincarnation aligned with their Buddhist teachings, they still had some matters they wanted to discuss with Lady Ping Xin.
As for the conflict that had just arisen, the two saints from the Western region did not take it to heart.
In their view, face was something that could be discarded at any time.
Of course, this was when they met beings of equal status.
For beings of lower strength than them, they could just suppress them with sheer power.
Under these circumstances, as the two saints lingered, other beings could only bow to Lady Ping Xin respectfully and then leave the Blood Sea.
Even Daoist Ming He, who was there, entered into the Blood Sea, unwilling to be involved in the quarrels of saints.
After everyone had left, Lady Ping Xin did not even give Zhunti Saint and Jieyin Saint a chance to speak.
Her form directly disappeared above the Blood Sea and appeared in the Netherworld Great World, presiding over the Six Paths Reincarnation Plate.
An incarnation separated from her body, transformed into an old woman named Mengpo, standing on the Naihe Bridge, taking the Water of Oblivion, and brewing Mengpo Soup to make the souls forget their memories from their past lives.
The portal from the Blood Sea into the Netherworld Great World, the Ghost Gate, also vanished.
"Senior brother, it seems that Daoist Ping Xin does not wish to discuss matters with us."
Zhunti Saint said directly.
Jieyin Saint, looking sad, gazed at the Netherworld Great World and said, "Since that’s the case, we can only plan slowly."
"Now that Daoist Ping Xin lacks the support of the Witch Clan, how can she sustain such a vast Earthly Hell? We Buddhists need to share her worries."
"Senior brother speaks correctly!"
Seeing that matters were not progressing, Zhunti Saint and Jieyin Saint did not linger longer and returned to Mount Sumeru.
When Lady Ping Xin originally declared that from henceforth Houtu would no longer belong to the Witch Clan, and there would be no more Ancestor Witch Houtu, the other eleven Ancestor Witches upon hearing this were stunned and incredulous.
When East King heard such a statement upon returning to the Immortal Court, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
Now that Houtu was no longer part of the Witch Clan, she was no longer a saint of the Witch Clan, and with the absence of the Houtu Ancestor Witch, the Twelve Devastating Gods Formation of the Witch Clan had a flaw, making it no match for the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
However, East King also knew that now was not a good opportunity, for the Immortal Court had been heavily damaged by Emperor Jun’s strike, and even East King’s injuries had not yet healed.
Although no one had died at that time, the injuries were too severe, and it would require a long time to recover.
At Mount Sumeru, a monk wearing a Vilu Crown, draped in a Kasaya, holding a Tin Staff, bowed and said, "Ksitigarbha, seeks to see Master."
Jieyin Saint opened his eyes, his mind moved, and the formation of Mount Sumeru opened.
Ksitigarbha stood up, his expression serious, and entered Mount Sumeru to see his master, Jieyin Saint, and his grandmaster, Zhunti Saint.
"Disciple, greets Master, greets Grandmaster."
Ksitigarbha bowed again.
Jieyin Saint, looking at his disciple standing at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal realm and cultivation, which seemed ready to break through to Daluo Golden Immortal, nodded with satisfaction.
Moreover, what pleased Jieyin Saint most was the disciple’s nature, full of good will and perseverance.
Although his realm and cultivation played a minuscule role in repairing ley lines, he had never slacked off.
"What brings you to Mount Sumeru this time?"
"Reporting to Master, since the establishment of Earthly Hell, one day I suddenly heard the wails of evil ghosts by my ear. Quieting my mind to calculate the cause, I discovered that my own fortune lies in Earthly Hell, and I ask for Master’s permission to go."
Ksitigarbha answered.
Hearing Ksitigarbha’s words, Jieyin Saint also couldn’t help but internally calculate, and soon a result emerged.
He looked at Ksitigarbha and said, "Indeed, there is an opportunity for you in Earthly Hell."
"But currently, as I do not get along with Daoist Ping Xin of Earthly Hell, if you go now, you may suffer greatly."
"How about this, wait until your grandmaster and I have discussed with Daoist Ping Xin, then you can go, is that alright?"
Ksitigarbha, after hearing his master’s words, didn’t hesitate and directly said,
"The path to enlightenment is inherently arduous. If everything needs to be perfectly arranged by Master, am I practicing Buddhism for Master, or for myself?"
"Please allow me, Master. I will request myself from Lady Ping Xin."