"Great Sage" Large Cup!

How was he supposed to answer that?

Why did Li Changshou sense the slightest eagerness to make a move, the faintest restless stirring, in Saint Jieyin's question?

The Great Saint did not dare openly defy Heaven, so he was covertly expressing a little dissatisfaction?

Unfortunately, if they wanted him to take the initiative and speak first, there was no door—and no window either.

After pondering for a moment, Li Changshou said softly, "Master, this disciple is slow-witted. Do you think... should this disciple undo the Dao Realm shackles set by Heavenly Dao?

This disciple will obey all of Master's instructions. This disciple also does not wish for Master to be implicated because of this..."

He kicked the ball back to the one who had served it.

Saint Jieyin was clearly somewhat hesitant, evidently unable to decide between helping his disciple and offending Heavenly Dao.

Li Changshou was in no hurry. He simply waited quietly.

Saint Jieyin sighed. "Not undoing the Heavenly Dao Shackles is also good for you."

Li Changshou: ...

If he did not dare, then he did not dare. Li Changshou did not dare mock a Saint for it.

The atmosphere in the thatched hut grew somewhat stifling. Disguised as Xu Bodhi, Li Changshou sat there quietly, waiting for Saint Jieyin to speak.

After nearly half a day had passed, and fighting had already broken out at Flower-Fruit Mountain in the Eastern Continent, Saint Jieyin finally opened his mouth and said slowly:

"Bodhi, what do you think of Buddhism as it stands now?"

Li Changshou considered his words, then replied, "Master, this disciple only feels that Buddhism is somewhat ostentatious and unsubstantial, utterly lacking the grandeur of the Western Saints' great sect.

Yet this disciple does not understand. Why did Master simply yield it to them that day?