Little Novice Monk pouted, "The grandmaster is deceiving people again. If the grandmaster truly wanted to save people, shouldn't he just fly over and save them directly? Why must people struggle through the refining grounds? That cursed place intensifies with stronger opponents and it kills people!"
The old monk thumped down on the little novice's bald head, berating him, "What do you know? Even with Divergent Buddhist Power, it's still Big Freedom Bodhisattva's techniques. Even though I am proud, I wouldn't dare claim to surpass that wild monk."
