"My son, do you think the identity of the Dao Court Ancestor is beneath your father?" Lianshan Xin asked.
Maitreya sneered. "I think there's no one in this world more shameless than you. The Dao Court Ancestor doesn't deserve that."
Lianshan Xin felt Maitreya was wrong.
The Dao Court Ancestor said he was Shakyamuni's father.
And he himself was Maitreya's father.
Given that Shakyamuni and Maitreya were brothers...
Wasn't it perfectly reasonable for him to be the Dao Court Ancestor's reincarnation?
Maitreya simply refused to accept reality.
But reality was often just that absurd.
Just like this Unofficial Biography of the Dao Ancestor before him: it looked unreliable, but perhaps its records were truer than those in the Biography of the Dao Ancestor.
People couldn't be too rigid in their thinking. They had to accept all kinds of possibilities.
Of course, Lianshan Xin didn't investigate his relationship with the Dao Court Ancestor further. What concerned him most now was the Spirit Invitation Technique.
"My son, if I cultivate the Spirit Invitation Technique, can I summon those deities to possess me too?"
"If it's the authentic Spirit Invitation Technique passed down by the Dao Court's ancestor, yes. Also, you really are well suited to this divine ability."
"Why?"
"It's very similar to the Myriad-Gods Dharma Form I described to you earlier. In fact, my inspiration also came from the Spirit Invitation Technique."
"I see." Lianshan Xin found that reasonable. "I thought you were a heaven-sent genius, my son. Turns out you copied the Dao Court Ancestor."
Maitreya defended himself. "I didn't plagiarize the Dao Court Ancestor. You can only say we reached the same destination by different paths and shared the same inspiration."
Lianshan Xin nodded without a shred of sincerity. "Do you think I believe that?"
Maitreya didn't want to