"So that's how it is."
Standing in the sea breeze, the Profound Yin Ancestor gently stroked his sparse hair and sighed. "It's really unfair."
Cao Yuan had already been the strongest person on the Chaotian Continent. He had cultivated a golden body, obtained the Immortal Qi inside Jingyang, and learned Soul Fire Control... how was anyone supposed to fight him?
"Lay down the butcher's blade, and become a Buddha on the spot."
Cao Yuan told him, "As long as you're willing, you too can cultivate a golden body at any time."
This was an attempt to persuade him to surrender.
"That would be too bitter, and I've always thought that saying made no sense."
The Profound Yin Ancestor said, "If that's all it takes to become a Buddha, wouldn't you have to pick up the butcher's blade first?"
Cao Yuan thought for a moment, then said, "It does seem to make no sense. I take it back."
The Profound Yin Ancestor laughed heartily. "I've never met an honest man as amusing as you."
Cao Yuan said, "I just think you're right. This battle really is somewhat unfair."
The Profound Yin Ancestor's smile faded. "The world has always been unfair. The Righteous Path Sects all have excellent spirit veins, while we have only muddled, impure ones. Left with no choice, we take other paths, and become Evil Sects in your eyes. Take the Fruitful Accomplishment Temple, making its physician monks use the Chan Buddhism cultivation methods they worked so hard to cultivate to treat those mortals. How is that fair?"
Puzzled, Cao Yuan asked, "Saving the dying and tending the wounded, the strong helping the weak-isn't that precisely a remedy for unfairness?"
The Profound Yin Ancestor said solemnly, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death-mortals are mortals because they cannot endure these things.