"Indeed."
The monk's eyes were filled with admiration too. "Young Master Lin Ke is one of the finest cultivators under heaven. His heart holds great wisdom, great perseverance, and great compassion. He truly deserves the title of Buddhist Heir!"
Before his contest with Qi Ye, Lin Ke had recited poetry in a frenzy.
As a result, the current leaders of the Daoist School and Buddhist School had chosen him as their Dao Heir and Buddhist Heir.
One of his doppelgangers had already gone off to undergo trials. Once he emerged from them, he would be a fully deserving Dao Heir.
The Buddhist Heir's trials would come a little later, probably after the Dao Heir Trial ended.
But now it seemed that his title of Buddhist Heir had already gained general acceptance.
He could not speak for every monk under heaven, but at least most of them had probably acknowledged the title.
"Monk, your Buddhist School isn't the only one," the middle-aged Daoist said with a smile. "His exalted status as our Daoist School's Dao Heir is also acknowledged throughout the world."
Lin Ke had not expected such lavish praise from these people. Even with skin as thick as a city wall, he felt a little embarrassed now.
The two Confucian scholars from Jiangnan noticed his strange expression and both turned to him.
"Brother Chen, have you ever met Young Master Lin Ke?" the scholar surnamed Wu asked curiously. "Is he truly as Great Confucian Li Chungang described him, with the bearing of a dragon and the grace of a phoenix, without equal in this world?"
The scholar surnamed Gao added, "I've heard Young Master Lin never cares about someone's origins, only their talent. Surely he would treat even sons of collateral branches and concubines like us as equals?"
"In his