"I still choose to refuse, honored Sage."
The Sages had been questioning the Buddhist Order over its tax affairs, and had yet to reach a conclusion.
But Starflow Daoist had already refused the offer that the Quasi-Sages had originally assumed he would certainly accept.
The Sages, who had been bristling with drawn swords and bent bows, suddenly calmed down.
They all turned rather astonished gazes toward Starflow Daoist.
The title of Lesser Tathagata in Buddhism was no trifling thing.
Every thousand years, the Buddhist merit distributed to that group of a dozen or so Lesser Tathagatas accounted for nine percent of Buddhism's total income over that millennium!
On average, each reasonably powerful Lesser Tathagata could receive roughly one percent of Buddhism's total output of merit, materials, and other resources every thousand years!
That was equivalent to the Buddhist Order-
With its dozen or so Great Thousand Worlds of varying specifications, tens of thousands of Middle Thousand Worlds of varying scales, and hundreds of millions of small thousand worlds of all different sizes-providing Starflow Daoist with ten years of their combined production!
Under such circumstances, let alone someone like Starflow Daoist, whose strength could be considered quite respectable in the Primordial World.
In reality, however, among the ranks of over a thousand Primordial Origin Golden Immortals-
Apart from those inflated Human Race Primordial Origin Golden Immortals who had been born less than ten thousand years ago-
Starflow Daoist still only ranked somewhere in the middle.
Within the Demon Tribe, he was merely an ordinary Demon Saint, with a few distinctive qualities at most.
Within Taoism, he would at most be a minor Heavenly Venerable.
The third tier of Primordial Origin Golden Immortals was, after all, a rather awkward position.
Never mind how they fell short of those above while surpassing those