Chapter 2249: Convincing the Head Priest to do Good Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales Translated by XephiZ Edited by Aelryinth “Sir, it’s not like I don’t want to part ways, but this ring is pretty disgusting. Only one of us is allowed to leave it,” Zhao Manyan admitted in a helpless manner. Great, the guy doesn’t want to fight either! It was very rare to meet an evil person who did not want to fight him! If Zhao Manyan did not find the monk incompatible because he was a member of the Black Vatican, he might even consider having a few drinks with him! Speaking of which, was the monk telling the truth? The things he said about Bo City? He had never heard of Salan having a monk under her... “Your ring doesn’t last forever, right?” Wu Ku inquired. “It will disappear on its own after two hours,” Zhao Manyan apologized. “Then let’s talk for two hours. It’s been a while...a while since I have had a pleasant conversation with anyone. I find you quite approachable too. I won’t feel bored talking to you for a time,” Wu Ku offered. “Yeah, sure. I’m not confident enough to beat you, and you aren’t a fan of fighting either. Why don’t we talk nicely? Perhaps I can convince you to do good. After all, there is salvation in repentance. Sir, you should turn yourself in when you still can instead of obstinately persisting in doing things the wrong way. You might be able to accumulate some merit for your next life,” Zhao Manyan nodded. “(Cough cough), mister, why are you stealing my words? However, you aren’t wrong to say it from your perspective,” Wu Ku agreed. “You think so, too? We should live with a clear conscience. Look at the lives you have taken. How can you sleep peacefully? If you can, you won’t have to walk all the way to Lhasa and knock your head on the ground until you have those scars on your forehead,” Zhao Manyan leaned back against the wall of the ring. The Wrestling Ring of Rocks was one of Zhao Manyan’s trump cards. He only used it because he did not want the man to escape, but he did not expect that he would end up fighting a life-and-death duel with the monk. Zhao Manyan had sensed a powerful Aura from Wu Ku when he was about to make his move previously. The monk seemed to be answering his questions calmly, yet he was on alert and ready to kill Zhao Manyan at all times. Zhao Manyan knew the monk was stronger than him. If a fight did break out, he would end up dead. Wu Ku seemed to realize Zhao Manyan was a defensive Mage. Unless Zhao Manyan was reckless enough to attack him, he would have trouble breaking through Zhao Manyan’s defenses, even if he expended all his energy. Wu Ku was pretty much trapped inside the ring with a turtle! He could just slice the turtle’s head off, but if it insisted on hiding in its shell, he would have no chance of breaking the shell, even if he smashed it until his hand was broken. If they already knew the outcome of the battle, why would they bother wasting their energy? Magic was not the only way to defeat an enemy. As the Head Priest of the Black Vatican, his main role was to spread the Black Vatican’s teachings and corrupt people’s minds. Was this guy seriously trying to convince him to do good? Does this guy believe he can convince me to join the Black Vatican instead in less than an hour?, Zhao Manyan was thinking in return. The monk could tell this guy was more of an emotional person. He could start from his close ones! “Human flesh can only last for a hundred years at most, but a soul exists forever. Have you ever thought of the possibility that humans are actually trapped in their flesh? Billions of people are trapped in their flesh in this world!” Wu Ku began his teachings. “I can think of this world as a virtual world. The real us are actually playing a game or fighting a dungeon in these bodies. Is that what you are saying?” Zhao Manyan said. “Exactly, you are very wise. The truth is, Master Salan is only trying to free the people of this world from their cages, so they can achieve real freedom,” Wu Ku preached. “Is this how you justify yourself?” Zhao Manyan smirked. “No, it’s real. If you are a sincere believer and devoted to our church, you can see the real you instead of your physical body. Our world is just one cage inside another. The bonds from our family, work, school... Think about it, a prisoner who has forgotten about the outside world might think they belong in the cage, but they will only realize what they want when they are truly free!” Wu Ku pontificated. “So the people who died should thank you for freeing them?’ Zhao Manyan said. “They don’t have to thank us, as we are family in the afterworld. Our efforts are worth it if we can free our brothers and sisters from their cages!” Wu Ku said piously. “Do you have a brochure or something for me to refer to? I’m struggling to understand what you are telling me all at once,” Zhao Manyan went on. “We don’t have a brochure. It might be hard to digest. I can explain it to you in a different way. Brother, you have a family, right? If I read your face and palm correctly... you must have a brother. Your father... mm, something bad must have happened to him,” Wu Ku said. “Say, aren’t you a monk? Since when did you become a fortune-teller? And how are you so accurate?” Zhao Manyan blurted out in surprise. “Monks do fortune-telling too! Since you have a brother, there’s a strong bond by blood between you two, since he’s part of your family. Therefore, you are willing to do a lot of things for him without any reason,” Wu Ku said. “I had sex with my brother’s fiancée recently,” Zhao Manyan admitted calmly. Wu Ku was stunned. How reckless were young people nowadays? How could he lay his hands on his sister-in-law... “Let’s talk about your father. I believe your father is the person whom you respect the most...” Wu Ku quickly switched the topic. “I last met my father in the hospital. He passed away because I removed his oxygen mask,” Zhao Manyan cut him off. Wu Ku immediately swallowed the words he had just come up with. Killing his father and hooking up with his sister-in-law! Yet the man was trying to convince him to do good! He just needed to give the man a form to fill in his name, and he would already be qualified as a member of the Black Vatican in two hours! “What I was trying to say is, your family is only bound to you by flesh, yet you are obliged to respect and treat them kindly. What about the others in the Black Vatican who will forever be your family after death? Shouldn’t you treat them better? Ugh, your situation is a little unique. You might have crossed the line with your family in your current life, so you shouldn’t treat your brothers and sisters in the next life the same way. It’s not too late for you to repent. There is salvation in repentance, young man!” Wu Ku berated him. “Speaking of which, I have something to ask you. My brother and I are enemies of life and death now. It’s either he dies, or I die. However, if I kill him, my mother will be overwhelmed by grief. After all, she’s the only family member I have. It doesn’t matter what my brother did to me; if I kill him, I’m responsible for taking his life. My mother might follow my father’s path when she finds out about it. Do you think I should kill my brother or not?” Zhao Manyan asked sincerely. “Why is your family so complicated? That’s a really tough question.. Please give me some time to think about it,” Wu Ku answered, scratching his bald head.