"There are two solutions. Benefactor Jiulian, you can hand over that Demon Cultivator and allow him to return with me to the Dharma Aspect Sect to chant scriptures for a century. With a cyan lamp and an ancient Buddha, he can cleanse himself of all Demonic Qi. He might even achieve sudden enlightenment in the Buddhist Dharma and have a chance to walk the Great Dao once more."
Ju Bo Arhat's eyes were downcast. As he spoke, his voice seemed to carry a Buddhist rhythm, one that could persuade a person to abandon evil, turn to good, and repent.
"The other solution is for us to compete in our methods of slaying demons and defending the Dao... I have thousands of disciples, but only three are truly accomplished. Add to them two young friends with whom I share a bond that transcends age."
"We will follow the rules of Beiyuan: one person per match. Regardless of the outcome, all karma between us will be resolved."
True Monarch Jiulian sighed softly. 'So, it's come to this after all.'
