My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Master Huikong and the Prefect of the Capital had a heated argument, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

One is compassionate, advocating tolerance and education; the other is impartial and incorruptible, upholding justice and the law.

Chu Lengyu listened for a while and found it amusing. She had her own judgment on the argument.

She gently raised her hand, gesturing for the Prefect of the Capital to step aside, and then slowly stepped forward, saying to Master Huikong, "I fully understand what you mean by compassion and tolerant teaching. However, the affairs of the world are complex and cannot be summed up in a single sentence."

“Amitabha. Since Benefactor Chu claims to be a cultivator, he should be even more aware of the principle of cause and effect and the infallibility of karmic retribution. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, which is truly a meritorious deed. I hope that Benefactor Chu can follow the will of Heaven and do less killing, so as not to be burdened by karmic obstacles.”

Master Huikong bowed to her with his hands clasped in front of his face, appearing very earnest.

Ah, what a highly accomplished monk!

Upon hearing this, Chu Lengyu smiled slightly and said, "What you say is absolutely right, Master. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Although I, Chu Lengyu, am not a Buddhist disciple, I am well aware of this principle."

She looked out of the building and said, "In the past, I killed demons and saved the people of the city. If we count the 300,000 people, wouldn't that be more than 2 million Buddha statues? However, even so, I have not been able to become a Buddha on the spot."

“Benefactor, you…” Master Huikong was about to argue when Chu Lengyu reached out and pressed him down, telling him to shut up for the time being and let him finish speaking.

"Saving people builds pagodas, killing people accumulates negative karma. Very good, very reasonable, because I also like the law of cause and effect, and retribution is inevitable."

At this point, she changed the subject.

"But who sets the standard for good and evil? When and where will retribution be paid, and by whom? If one can become a Buddha simply by laying down the butcher's knife, what about the butcher? Furthermore, I can prove the existence of gods, demons, and monsters, but can you prove the existence of the Buddha?"

Her words were aggressive, and her last sentence was particularly sharp.

Even Master Huikong was taken aback.

After a long while, he recited a Buddhist chant, calmed down, and whispered, "Buddha resides in the heart; everyone can become a Buddha. This needs no proof."

Chu Lengyu smiled and said, "I admire your compassion, Master, but if you use compassion as a pretext to condone evil, that is another matter."

Everyone thought the matter was over, but unexpectedly Chu Lengyu summoned the Dudu Sword.

The spirit sword hummed softly, then transformed into a streak of light, soaring straight into the sky.

Then, with a single sword strike, it pierced through the clouds for a hundred miles!

A crack appeared in the thick, dark clouds in the sky, revealing a bright, boundless Milky Way.

Under this sword, all beings are equal, and all must bow their heads.

Everyone looked up, bewildered and speechless.

Yue Mu's mouth dropped open, and the shock in his heart gradually turned into more complex emotions, causing him to clench his fists in resentment.

Are cultivators really this powerful, with strength like ghosts and gods?

He had practiced martial arts since childhood, diligently studying and training, but he was far inferior to the girl in front of him who casually waved her hand.

His years of effort seem so insignificant and powerless.

Is the world really so unfair?

A deep sense of frustration made him look up at Chu Lengyu.

Under the starry sky, her figure appeared exceptionally solitary and aloof.

With ink-black hair, white robes, and a calm gaze, a wisp of spiritual energy dissipated in the wind from his fingertips.

If the world were to be plunged into eternal darkness, she might be the only glimmer of moonlight.

Master Huikong chanted the Buddha's name again, but lowered his head, as if his body had aged and become more hunched.

Absolute strength will teach anyone to shut up.

The envoy from Nanli and the other envoys from small countries were pale-faced, trembling, and speechless.

They were even considering how to explain to their ruler if the Great Xia ordered them to submit.

They certainly didn't want to experience this earth-shattering sword technique firsthand.

In contrast, the Prefect of the Capital appeared particularly excited.

His thought was simple: If the Grand Preceptor is strong, then the Great Xia Dynasty is strong!