Sect Master Lu stepped out of the void, carrying Zhengqing, and mused that the little monk had a remarkably good master. Not only was the master high in cultivation and wealthy, but he was also fiercely protective of his own. Unlike him, whose good-for-nothing master had kicked the bucket and vanished without a trace, wandering off to god knows where. Jealousy made one's features distort, and Lu Bei instantly felt deeply unbalanced.
Why! Why should the little monk have a master standing before him, shielding him from wind and rain so he could cultivate in peace, while he had nothing, every step on his cultivation path marked by a bloody footprint full of hardship?
He had maintained the Unity of Heaven and Man for a full thirty-three days! He had communed with the mind of Heaven above and harmonized with the Great Dao of Yin and Yang below, his spiritual realm growing by the day, his red scarf blazing ever brighter. Could he swallow this grievance? Absolutely not!
Chapter 785