"Helping you is helping myself. Not only must we break through to the Supreme Realm, but our two factions must also take another step forward. Only then can we grasp true authority in this world."
Qin Jiuge voiced his thoughts.
The corners of Fahai's mouth lifted, and he nodded lightly.
Before arriving at this Buddhist place, all Fahai had thought about was breaking through to the Supreme Realm.
But after coming to the Buddhist Faction, especially after having a proper discussion with his master, Monk Wudang, Fahai finally understood that even within Buddhism and Western Heaven Spirit Mountain, there were ranks high and low.
Without a Golden House, one could not enter Spirit Mountain's gate.
The Golden House here, of course, did not refer to real gold, but to truly valuable Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
Thus, along with his master's explanation, those traces of divinity in Fahai's heart were naturally stained once more with quite a bit of humanity, and he gradually stepped down from that sacred, lofty height.
It had to be said that this could indeed be counted as a good thing.
Even the legendary Spirit Mountain's Rulai—if he had no greed, anger, or delusion, how could he have taken another step forward within that saintlike realm?
Divinity might be like the Heavenly Dao, regarding all things as straw dogs, yet toward all living beings in the world, it was the fairest.
But if divinity had no humanity participating in it, then it would be like the Heavenly Dao—not a living being, and naturally only an extremely precise machine.
By then, whether one's own self had turned into another puppet would truly be impossible to know.
Next, within the inner city of Chaos Main City, word of the Jianmu Faction taking the initiative to admit its mistake