519 The Taoist Priest without Bottom (2/2)

Halfman Taoist lifted his hand, pointed at his knees, and said, ”You are kneeling in front of me, but in your heart, you are still standing upright.”

Long Qing said, ”Doesn't Ning Que have his own pride?”

Halfman Taoist said, ”I have never met the person called Ning Que and I don't know what he has done. But I'm sure that he will definitely give up all his pride if it is needed to accomplish his goal. If he is in Zhishou Abbey right now, he will never climb up the mountain silently and try to use emotional offensive or sinister means to take my power like you.”

Long Qing asked in confusion, ”What would he do?”

Halfman Taoist grinned with wrinkles on his haggard face trembling like raw noodles which were going to break down. He said, ”On the first day he would enter the cave, kneel in front of me, and beg me to give him half of my power.”

”But... As far as I know, people in the Academy are all very proud.”

”The prides are all superficial things which only show up when the people get their power. They are proud of heaven, of earth or of people but never of themselves. As long as they can get stronger, they will betray Haotian and join in the Devil's Doctrine. It is impossible for these shameless people to have pride!”

Halfman Taoist growled angrily, with his face turning red and his trembling right hand waving in the air. It seemed as though he was grabbing an invisible enemy and tearing them into countless pieces.

Everything in the cave seemed to have felt the anger. The white wolf fur became smooth out of restlessness and fear and the luminous pearl on the wall weakened its light secretly.

Kneeling in front of the old taoist priest, Long Qing was torn by this powerful spiritual force and seemed to be burning. He exhausted all his strength to keep his trembling body from falling to the ground.

The wind stopped and the cave returned to a dead silence.

Halfman Taoist looked at Long Qing and asked him slowly, ”Do you know who cut me in two at the waist?”

His voice was calm, with little to no fluctuation, but held endless pain.

With his fingers bending, Long Qing's hands which were on the ground were trembling slightly. He was about to catch a trace on the ground. He risked making the old taoist priest furious and said in a wobbly voice, ”It's either the Headmaster or Ke Haoran.”

Struck by the answer, Halfman Taoist asked, ”How did you know?”

Long Qing answered, ”Predecessor's cultivation state had already gone beyond Five States and you had become a saint at that time. There were only two people in the world who could hurt you so badly.”

After hearing his answer, Halfman Taoist laughed out loud with hatred and said, ”You are right. I was cut in half by a sword of Ke Haoran and all the old guys hidden in the caves in this mountain were all hurt either by Ke Haoran or the Headmaster.”

”I was seriously injured in the battle against Ke Haoran. If not for the secret practice that kept my life, I would have died on the spot in immense pain. Even though I survived the battle, I couldn't forget the pain I suffered: how my intestines flowed out of my body, and how the lower part of my body was cut off. I will never forget the pain.”

”Though Ke Haoran had already died, I couldn't let go of my pain. I am not reconciled to it. I want Ke Haoran in pain even though he's dead. So I have an un-ending desire to destroy the Academy.”

”However, for the rest of my life I could only rely on my distorted upper body to crawl like a bug in this cave. I am just a wreck without buttocks. How can I destroy the Academy?”

Halfman Taoist looked at Long Qing kneeling in front of him, laughed like a madman, and said desperately, ”The abbey dean sent you to me so I thought you had a chance to do it. It turned out that you were just a waste, not any better than me even though you have buttocks.”

Long Qing suddenly raised his head and asked, ”How can I not become a waste?”

The old taoist priest stopped laughing, stared into his eyes and said, ”The so-called 'strong people' are those who are able to pursue power at all costs.”

Kneeling on the ground in bewilderment, Long Qing said with a quivering voice, ”The reason why I chose to practice Gray Eye is to attack you or any predecessor in the caves in this mountain. I thought I had already done it at all costs. I don't know how to go any further.”

The old taoist priest said with a grin, ”If you want to do it at all costs, you are not supposed to have any emotion or position other than eager for power. No matter whether it's pride or belief, you need to throw it away. If it's one's bottom that decides one's position, you should be like me now, without bottom at all. ”

Long Qing whispered, ”What about Haotian?”

The old taoist priest snapped, ”The reason why people in the Academy are so powerful is that they have no faith or rule. In their eyes, Haotian is not even the bottom but a fart! If you want to defeat the Academy, you need to be a person that thinks nothing of faith and rule and takes Haotian as a fart as well. Let go!”