"That won't settle the score," Tan You said suddenly. The Buddhist cultivator from the Buddhist Sect, who was at the Ascension Stage, grew anxious. "A life for a life, isn't that enough? Qinglian already agreed."
Tan You scoffed. "Qinglian is a fool. After so many years in your Buddhist Sect, her brain has turned to mush. That whole spiel of yours is only good for brainwashing others. How many of you can actually practice what you preach?"
Qinglian was not happy. "How am I a fool?"
Tan You replied, "Still not a fool? Jing Yue talked about trading a life for a life, but in the end, it's just a wisp of his divided soul. If you had really agreed, you'd be the biggest fool of all."
"A divided soul?" Qinglian slowly raised her head, her gaze gradually turning fierce and menacing.
Jing Yue chanted a Buddhist mantra. "I wonder why Daoist Jin Huan would say such a thing?"
