"Old monk, if you keep eavesdropping, I'll storm the Buddhist Kingdom and wipe out the eighteen Arhats. Don't push me."

Meng Qingzhou turned his head, his smile fading as he spoke coldly, "I not only know that you've merged yourself with the Dao and integrated into the Buddhist Kingdom, creating your own world, but I also know that the main base of the Buddhist Kingdom is hidden in the sky above a vast desert."

The old monk's expression remained unchanged as he calmly replied, "You misunderstand, benefactor. I came to repay a favor and share some news you might find interesting."

"Oh? Let's hear it."