Blow Out the Lamp and Pull Out the Candle! (Extra chapter for ticket-holder Green Fur Orangutan)

Compassion filled Lingci's bright eyes, and her lovely face bore a solemn, treasure-like majesty. This doctrine of "all beings are equal" actually sounded somewhat reasonable.

Indeed, wanton slaughter would gather Killing Intent. Whether Evil Spirits or heavenly tribulations, they were in truth Heaven and Earth's punishment upon him.

For this very reason, high-level cultivators rarely carried out wholesale slaughter against low-level cultivators.

Of course Gao Xian understood this principle, but coming from Lingci's mouth, it took on an entirely different flavor.

It had to be said that the Buddhist school truly had some skill in this regard. At the very least, their rhetoric was internally consistent, backed by a whole elaborate set of doctrines.

Yet a careful examination revealed something utterly disgusting at the heart of this principle: the presumption of standing above all others.

Lingci had completely cast off her identity as a human, speaking of such principles from on high. She treated her own race and demons alike, regarding them all as lower forms of life.

Having denied her own human identity at its root, this principle was wrong from its very root!

Nor was Lingci alone in thinking this way. Ten Thousand Treasures thought so too, as did many high-level cultivators. They simply were not shameless enough to directly proclaim something like the equality of all beings.

"Sanctimonious bitch!"

Gao Xian recalled a term from his previous life. It was fairly fitting when applied to Lingci.

Many people could not distinguish between a saint and a sanctimonious bitch, and even constantly confused the two. In truth, there was quite a significant difference.

In the tale of the Buddha cutting flesh from his body to feed an eagle, setting aside how absurd the story itself was, the Buddha was a saint within that story.

A saint was someone