1103 Philosophical Clash
Khutulun wore a blue deel with designs of a black wolf, a golden sash around her waist, and a headdress with colorful beads and buttons perfectly intertwined with her long hair. She exuded an aura of beauty, grace, and power.
Meanwhile, her brother Tolui wore red and gold monk robes, had a bald head, and clasped his hands together. He had a more peaceful aura with a well-hidden fierceness. His arm was slightly muscular for a monk, which only accentuated his warrior sub-aura.
"Amitabha," said Feng Heng, remaining calm after these intruders essentially attacked him. He looked at Tolui and said, "Venerable, is this necessary? We are monks, so why resolve to use violence to solve our issue?"
"I also don't want to use violence, but I don't have a choice," Tolui replied. "We cannot disobey the Commerce's hub orders."
"You know of the rumors about his majesty. Do you think something really happened to him? Why did you choose the losing side in this battle?"
"If nothing happens to him, why hasn't he shown up?"
"Because he's playing chess with the entire world," Feng Heng explained calmly. "That's why our people are willing to follow him and fight in this war that seems hopeless by all accounts. We know as long as we follow him, we will be the final winner."
"Unfortunately, we do not have this kind of blind faith."
Feng Heng looked at him briefly before shifting his eyes to Khutulun. "Shadow Monarch Empress, why don't you be the voice of reason and stop your brother?"
"Monk, don't waste your time," replied Khutulun. "Since we chose to walk this path, we will see it through to the end." They've been a duo since she was young, with his brother being the brain and she being the muscle. So, she usually left all the decisions to him, even if she sometimes disagreed.
Feng Heng exhaled deeply, not hiding his frustration. So, he said: "Why don't we stop this nonsense? This poor monk knows you chose this path because you don't want to partake in the public Dharma Discussion."
Tolui frowned, "Since you know the truth, why beat around the bush?"
"I just wish Venerable would come to his senses," replied Feng Heng. "Your new branch is susceptible to corruption, and I merely wish to prevent any future accidents."
"You want to talk about corruption after what you guys did throughout the lower dimension?" sneered Tolui.
"We have made a mistake and atoned for it. Now, we just do not want to repeat it."
"You're so righteous, aren't you?" asked Tolui mockingly. "Tell me, if I decide to make a deal with you now to trust me and give me some time to develop, and before ascending, I will ensure to live measures to prevent corruption, would you accept it?"
"Of course."
"Without the public Dharman Debate or your interference?"
Feng Heng was silent.
"There it is," sneered Tolui. "What you want is to establish your prestige to ensure your branch of Buddhism is the mainstream."
"Amitabha," chanted Feng Heng. "I may be a Buddha but also a man with desires and ambitions. I've spent my life for the revival of Buddhism, and I cannot allow uncontrollable variables that may cause the previous suffering." Feng Heng slowly stood up from the floor.
"Finally showing your true color," sneered Tolui.
"And you've never hidden your ambitions," countered Feng Heng. Their eyes met, followed by their aura, which twisted the surrounding space. Luckily, they have evacuated all the civilizations and weak cultivators.
"This poor monk does not want to kill unnecessary lives," said Feng Heng. "Your world should have a Void Battlefield. Let's fight there."
"Very well." Khutulun waved his hand to open a portal, and Feng Heng entered after checking for traps. He found himself in a large space with a very sturdy space. Boom! A magnificent flame rushed toward Feng Heng, and this was not an attack but the result of this battlefield's environment.
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