God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen had raised his hand but didn’t hit her in the end. Shaking his head, he said, “If the Infernal Court isn’t empty, He swears that he won’t attain Buddhahood? You might have misunderstood what he meant by that.”

“For the so-called Infernal Court to be empty. It’s not to destroy everything in Infernal Court, but instead to overcome all evil in the world.”

On the last page of the Secret Tome of Time and Space is written, “If the Infernal Court isn’t empty, I swear I won’t attain Buddhahood.”.

Zhang Ruochen had read countless books, and there were records of these words which are related to Saint Monk Xumi in them.

It was a great aspiration that Saint Monk Xumi made after listening to the sermon of the Sixth Buddha several Yuanhui periods ago.

At that time, the Infernal Court was not called the Infernal Court. The Infernal Court’s Ten Clans also communicated frequently with the other macroworlds. They were not as opposed to life and death as they were now.

“What? Do you want to make the same aspiration as Saint Monk Xumi? Don’t you ever force yourself to become a monk!” Luo Sha was a little nervous and worried.

Zhang Ruochen said, “I’m selfish and also not that selfless and great.”

“It’s good to have selfish motives. It’s better than not being selfish. People who aren’t selfish are too unreal. They don’t look like people,” Luo Sha said.

Zhang Ruochen asked, “What’s your vision of the future?”

“I... I’ve thought about it. Actually, my ambitions aren’t that big. In the future, being the Empress of Devala or the leader of the Rakshasa will be enough,” Luo Sha said seriously.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to grab her and beat her up.

Wasn’t she afraid of being beaten up just because of her pretty looks?

Luo Sha said, “What’s with your expression? I think that with my talent, it’s only a matter of time before I become the Empress of Devala. If my father doesn’t pass the throne to me, will he pass it to my royal brother? At the moment, my brother is still far behind me.”

Luo Sha saw that Zhang Ruochen was sitting there like a withered stone ignoring her, so she restrained her arrogance a little, saying, “Actually, the biggest reason is that even if I become the Scioness of Destiny for a thousand years, it won’t help me much when I become the Empress of Devala in the future. If that’s the case, why should I waste 1,000 years working for the Fane of Destiny?”

Zhang Ruochen said, “Becoming the Fane of Destiny can bring more benefits to the Rakshasa and Devala. Didn’t your father tell you about the strong relationship between them and urged you?”

“Well…”

Luo Sha rolled her eyes and smiled. “I understand now, so there is where your confusion lies.”

“What do you understand?” Zhang Ruochen looked at her calmly.

Luo Sha said, “You’re conflicted inside. Should you do what you want or what others force you to do? You want to be yourself, but inside you don’t even know what you really want.”

“When you killed Supreme Saint Manjian, you were in pain, weren’t you?”

“If you want to survive in the Infernal Court, but have to do countless things you don’t want to do, you must be in pain, right?”

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