"Yurou, you are wrong to think like that!
"Most people in the world are greedy. If you let them take advantage of you once, they will take advantage of you again. They will never be satisfied.
"Blindly enduring and retreating is useless against such people. We must teach them a harsh lesson and let them understand that they are stronger than they are and that they have the determination to fight them to the end. Only then will they retreat in the face of difficulties."
"Otherwise, these greedy people will only keep pestering you. They might even skin you alive and suck you dry. By then, even if you regret it, it will be too late!"
Lin Buzheng furrowed his brows and patiently advised Wang Yurou, explaining the pros and cons of the situation.
"Bu Zheng, I understand what you are saying. But they are my Senior Brother and Junior Sister. They are not the mermaids of Barren Moon Lake. I cannot do anything to them.
"Besides, even if these people want me to help them, it will only be temporary. Once I have a breakthrough in my cultivation, I can go into seclusion and never see these people again. At that time, I will not have to worry about these trivial matters."
Wang Yurou said softly to Lin Buzheng.
"Is that so?"
"Even if you can hide for a while, can you hide forever?"
"Once you have a breakthrough in your cultivation and become an elder of the Chongsheng Sect, you will have to take sides with the higher-ups and fight for your interests. If you walk out of the Chongsheng Sect, there will be people who covet your beauty, skills, and treasures. You will have to defend yourself.
"In fact, in the end, if you want to attain the supreme Dao of the Monarch, all of the almighty Paragons in the world of martial arts will become your enemies. You'll have to keep on killing them. If you show even the slightest bit of hesitation, or if you back down, you'll end up as a stepping stone for others."
"When that time comes, where can you hide? Where can you retreat to?"
Lin Buzheng's voice was low. His words outlined a world of deceit and intrigue. It seemed bloody and cruel, but it was very real.
"Bu Zheng, you are thinking too much."
"I have no interest in the position of an elder of the Chongsheng Sect. If my cultivation is successful, maybe I will return to Yongning City, live by the lake, plant flowers, watch the wind and rain, and live the rest of my life."
"I also know the principle of not revealing one's wealth. If I go out, I will cover my face with a thin veil. I won't see my spirit stones, and I will hide my magical treasures. Or I will walk alone in the sky like the bright moon. Naturally, I won't have to worry about being coveted by others."
"As for the cruelty of becoming a Martial Emperor, I've never thought about becoming a Martial Emperor in my life. Even if it's bloody and cruel, what does it have to do with me?"
Wang Yurou's face broke into a smile. She was like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, untainted by even a speck of dust.
Lin Buzheng was stunned. He finally understood what the problem was.
Wang Yurou had an extraordinary Dao heart!
Ordinary martial artists grew up in the mud of the secular world, constantly running around for a living. They were used to the sinister hearts of people, and they knew the power of power and money. Even the most indifferent people had a heart that chased after benefits.
However, Wang Yurou was different. She was the first wife's daughter of the Wang Family in Yong Ning City. She had been pampered since she was young, like a flower in a greenhouse. She didn't know the thousands of thoughts in people's hearts, and she had never seen the dangers of the martial world.
Now that she had been accepted as a personal disciple by an elder of the Chongsheng Sect, she was even further away from the clamor of the secular world.
Anyone with such a life experience would probably have an indifferent and detached heart.
Not to mention, Wang Yurou's spiritual body was different.
It was crystal clear and flawless, filled with specks of spiritual light and even immortal light. It gave Lin Buzheng a feeling of being light and ethereal, like he had ascended to heaven. It was sacred and flawless, and it was incompatible with this world.
It was probably this kind of physique that made Wang Yurou's originally indifferent and aloof heart become even more aloof from worldly affairs.
When a pheasant flew low, it could only see weeds and chicken nests. It could only catch insects and peck at rice on the ground.
When a tiger flew, it could only see solid ground. Any living creature that ran on the ground was its prey.
When an eagle spread its wings, it saw a different scene. The sun and moon rotated, and heaven and earth split. The eagle's eyes could see even more magnificent.
The difference in a cultivator's Dao heart was even greater than the difference between the various birds and beasts in the world.
Lin Buzheng's Dao heart was to fight against strong enemies, to fight for the Heavenly Mandate, to move forward with indomitable will, to reach the peak of martial arts.
However, Wang Yurou's Dao heart was completely different. She listened to the wind and the moon, played with flowers and plants, and stepped on the spiritual air, untainted by dust.
If Lin Buzheng wanted Wang Yurou to fight back when she was bullied by others, she would be tainted with karma. Stepping into the turbid mortal world was an action that went against her Dao heart and was destined to fail.
"Actually, I'm not asking you to fight with others and be angry. Instead, when others bully you, you can fight back and beat them up. This way, they will not dare to find trouble with you in the future. They will even take a detour when they see you. In this way, won't your days in the future be much quieter?"
Lin Buzheng stared into Wang Yurou's eyes, trying to entice her.
Wang Yurou's Dao heart was pure and untainted by dust. Although her cultivation speed was terrifyingly fast, on the other hand, when she interacted with others, she always avoided them, showed weakness, and did not know how to fight back. It was easy for her to be bullied by others.
In the world of martial arts, the hearts of people were sinister and evil. If one's spiritual body remained noble and pure, they would not be able to adapt to this world where black and white existed. They had to take the initiative to cover themselves in dust in order to survive.
"Yurou, what are you thinking about? Wake up!"
Lin Buzheng frowned. He realized that although Wang Yurou's eyes were staring at him, they were incomparably empty. Her face was flushed red, and it was obvious that she was distracted. He hurriedly called out her name, causing her to regain her senses.
"Bu Zheng, were you calling me?"
"Sorry, I was distracted just now. I didn't hear what you said. Can you say it again?"
When Wang Yurou heard Lin Buzheng calling her name, her eyelashes fluttered. Her eyes were filled with spirituality as she regained her senses. Her eyes were filled with apology as she apologized to Lin Buzheng.
"Forget it."
"With your situation, even if I say it a hundred times, it's useless!"
Lin Buzheng shook his head helplessly. Wang Yurou's experience and spiritual body had determined her personality to be aloof from worldly affairs. If he wanted to change her mind with just a few simple sentences, it was a pipe dream.
Perhaps Wang Yurou's Master had the same intention. That was why he sent Wang Yurou to clean the stairs. He wanted her to experience the evils of the human heart and change for the better.
"Oh no, I haven't finished cleaning the stairs!"
"Bu Zheng, you go first. After I finish the Sect's mission, I will find you!"
Instantly, Wang Yurou remembered something and her face turned anxious. She stopped chatting with Lin Buzheng and picked up the broom beside her to continue cleaning the stairs.
"Yurou, did your Master order you to personally clean the stairs or only clean the stairs?"
Just then, Lin Buzheng's hand slashed through the air and grabbed the broom in Wang Yurou's hand.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
