After waving for the black-robed man to leave, Meng Qi turned his gaze toward the window. He watched the newborn sun and the brilliant morning clouds, seeming to comprehend something. Only after several breaths did he turn back, gazing at the empty doorway and listening to the bustling morning outside. Once he sensed that everything was peaceful, he quietly let out a breath, as if he had just endured an intense battle.
"It really wasn't easy..." he sighed inwardly.
The Medicine King Buddha lineage took the Original Vows and Merits Sutra as its foundation and primarily cultivated the Sambhogakaya. Moonlight Bodhisattva was no exception. Every word and action had to accord with the great vows he had made, drawing closer to the corresponding principles of the Great Dao and growing increasingly alike until perfection, when he would replace them. During this process, the moment he violated them, he would immediately lose his "reward" and fall.
Thus, protecting himself and repaying karmic debts were things Moonlight Bodhisattva could do without issue. But directly interfering in mundane affairs, in the joys and sorrows of ordinary people, as part of the principles of the Great Dao—and helping him deal with the black-robed man—was clearly impossible.
Therefore, although Meng Qi had more than enough ability to protect himself, he was worried that the black-robed man would be difficult to control **and attack the other passengers aboard the ship. Moreover, he did not know whether Moonlight Bodhisattva would intervene in the absence of large-scale slaughter, so he could only put his gift for bluffing to use. Combining his past experience with the faint insights he had gained after losing his martial strength, he had forcibly dragged things out with the black-robed man for an entire night, dispelling the various thoughts in his heart, **while using