Chapter 1420: Chapter 95 Hopeless_3
“When I decided to take Jiang Wang as my disciple, he was still unknown. That is what you call having an eye for talent!” Ku Jue habitually defended himself with a line, but his tone finally lacked the usual intensity.
Lowering his brows, his voice softened: “If I must speak of my inner struggle… it is nothing other than my love for my disciples.”
“Love for your disciples?” Ku Di questioned sharply. “Which disciple do you claim to love? Now you’re eager to break ties with the Hanging Monastery at the slightest disagreent. Have you even considered Jing Li? How will he carry on in the Hanging Monastery? That child’s heart is pure as Liu Li. He treats you as both master and father, obeying your every word. Have you thought about how heartbroken he’ll be?”
Ku Jue lowered his gaze and replied, “Jing Li is a disciple of the Hanging Monastery. You will naturally take care of him. Jing Shen, on the other hand, hasn’t been acknowledged by the Hanging Monastery yet. If I don’t take care of him, no one will.”
“Jiang Wang has Qi Country’s title and draws Qi Country’s stipend. Qi Country will take care of him. It really doesn’t seem to require you!”
“Qi Country is vast, with so many people and matters that need managing. Whatever care gets assigned to Jiang Wang is truly limited. It wouldn’t be as wholehearted and thoughtful as mine for my beloved disciple. After all, I am just a lonely old monk, uncomprehended and uncared for even by the fellow disciple who has lived alongside for centuries…”
Ku Jue’s deliberately woeful speech failed to move Ku Di.
He simply took a deep breath, speaking with utmost seriousness: “Ku Jue, if you insist on your folly and refuse to see reason, I’ll have no choice but to enforce the monastery’s rules—abolishing your cultivation entirely. It will ensure Hanging Monastery’s Secret Techniques remain unspread and thoroughly sever your ties with the Hanging Monastery!”
“The resources the Sect has invested in , I will repay within my lifeti. The Hanging Monastery’s Secret Techniques I possess will not be passed on, not even a single word. Not even to Jing Shen—unless he shaves his head and formally joins the Hanging Monastery. This statent is bound by heaven and earth as my witness. You, as head of the Guan Shi Temple, if you insist on reclaiming my cultivation… then so be it. But not now.”
For once, an unprecedented seriousness appeared in Ku Jue’s eyes as he lifted his gaze toward Ku Di: “If you strip of my cultivation now, it’ll be equivalent to killing Jing Shen. Fellow disciple, I will fight you to the death.”
To save soone who hasn’t even officially beco his disciple, Jiang Wang, he is willing to break with the Hanging Monastery!
Such absurdity!
Yet the sallow-faced old monk before him was deathly serious.
Serious in a way not seen for hundreds of years!
Ku Di’s face remained impassive, the beads of his monk’s rosary slowly rotating, each one clicked in turn.
As the head of Guan Shi Temple, he naturally had to uphold the monastery’s rules.
But the man before him, even if flawed and irreverent, was still his elder brother. They had lived together for hundreds of years and quarreled just as long…
Even with a heart as unyielding as iron and hands that had never faltered, in this mont, he hesitated.
Seeking the way of Buddha, probing the scriptures—whom does this heart ultimately question?
At last, he let out a long exhale, as though expelling all his inner conflict. Then he faced Ku Jue directly, clenching the rosary beads tightly!
“Let him go.” A despondent voice resounded in his heart.
It was the “inner voice” of Ku Ming Master, the abbot of the Hanging Monastery!
In the entire Hanging Monastery, only Ku Ming’s voice could fall directly into his heart.
And only the abbot’s command could supersede the monastery’s rules.
Under normal circumstances, Ku Di would undoubtedly argue his case. Even if the opponent was the abbot, Guan Shi Temple had its principles to uphold.
But strangely, today, a sense of relief unexpectedly welled up within him.
He cast a deep look at Ku Jue: “Rember what you’ve said today. From now on, your words and actions represent only yourself. Your life and death are no longer tied to the Hanging Monastery!”
Ku Jue seed to sense sothing, but rely chuckled mischievously: “This esteed monk, take your leave. And be sure to send my regards to your venerable abbot! Also, send my regards to the monastery’s next abbot, Jing Li, the Little Saint Monk!”
Then he grumbled, “Damn it, he lucked out. Now that I’m gone, his spot in the succession just moved up!”
Ku Di did not utter another word, simply turned and flew away.
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