Senior Brother, he insulted me.
Yet Zhunti's eyes held an irrepressible smile.
"Listen to how viciously he insulted me. He even dismissed our entire Western Teachings, and you won't even say a word for me."
Jieyin: He insulted another you.
Zhunti: That's still me.
Jieyin opened his eyes and glanced at him. Then you really don't deserve it.
Zhunti: ...Senior Brother, that finishing blow—
Jieyin: Do you possess talent enough to span heaven and earth?
Zhunti thought about how he had schemed his way from the barren Spiritual Veins of the West all the way to a Saint Seat.
...Probably?
Jieyin: Do you possess virtue unparalleled since ancient times?
Zhunti fell silent.
He had plotted against Hongyun, schemed against Di Jun's family, begged alms countless times, and poached countless people...
That word had little to do with him.
Jieyin: Is your heart as clear as glass?
Zhunti: If my heart were that clear, the Western Teachings would have long since been swallowed clean by the East.
Jieyin: Your cultivation is profound enough to approach the Great Dao. You did qualify in that regard. But you fail the first three criteria, so qualifying for the fourth is useless.
As Zhunti was judged point by point, his face immediately fell.
Not only did his senior brother fail to comfort him, he even added an entire set of stabbing remarks.
"Senior Brother, so this is how unbearable I am in your eyes?"
Jieyin: "The two of us established teachings and became Saints in this Prehistoric World. We were never built from those standards in the first place.
"Yuanshi merely used those words to shut us up. Why take them to heart?"
Zhunti stroked his chin and smiled, calculation surging in his eyes.
"That may be true, but seeing him this frantic makes me