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Stepping up one more level would place one among the likes of Your Majesty, Master Xuan Yin, Heavenly Master Zhang, Wu Xiankui... Given this, Mage, your cultivation must certainly be profound."
Bian Ji nodded, not overly modest on this point:
"Although I am not comparable to some Bodhisattvas, indeed, one might grudgingly say it is high."
Zhao Douan countered:
"If so, Mage, why are you still deluded by appearances?
At that vegetarian feast, you invited the elite of the Capital to hear your teachings, was it to help the powerful of the Capital escape the 'sea of suffering', or to foster good karma for Divine Dragon Temple? To collect donations?
Of course, you may not have come for those fortunes and honors, but in the end, you did these things for the temple's survival. Dare I ask, why are you still attached to the survival and prosperity of the temple? Isn't that attachment?"
Bian Ji opened his mouth to speak: "The poor monk is but for..."