"Escaping from Zen Master Ruyi's clutches—how could I have done so without paying some price?" Thinking back to that battle, Lu Xiaotian still felt a lingering fear. Everyone in the Chaotic Demon Region only knew how dazzling his battle record was; who could have known that he had repeatedly brushed past death?
"Fellow Daoist Lu, there's no need to be so modest. The fact that you managed to escape safely from Zen Master Mingyi alone, on the strength of that ability, is enough to make all the Integrated Body old monsters in the Chaotic Demon Region sit up and take notice. The Danzhu Buddhist Sect has stood for countless years, with a strict hierarchy of strength. Anyone granted the title of Zen Master is an Integrated Body Great Talent with one foot already in the Integrated Body Late Stage." Yun Cangyue shook his head, clearly disagreeing with Lu Xiaotian. A victory was a victory, and a defeat was a defeat. Even luck was, in its own way, a form of strength.
"The people from Qianyin Temple are being far too unreasonable. False Wunian had clearly saved quite a few people from the Buddhist Sect, yet they still refused to let the matter go just because he took one item. They're truly chasing fame and fishing for praise." Yun Xiaoqi spoke indignantly. Her feelings toward Lu Xiaotian were extremely complicated. At first, she had thought she ought to be angry with him, but whenever she unconsciously recalled their journey to Blue Mirror Lake—how they had fought off all kinds of demon beasts blocking their path and joked around together—her anger seemed to fade. As for the Buddhist Sect's conduct, Yun Xiaoqi was merely stating the facts.
"Under those circumstances, Thunder Monk Ming'e was indeed somewhat rash." Yun Cangyue nodded.
"Fellow Daoist