Chen Yi hadn't fully decided how to deal with Yin Weiyin.
But regardless, since he spared her life, he would make her repay it with principal and interest.
If she behaved herself in the future...
Forget it, he'd leave that for later.
Seeing her trembling with fear now, Chen Yi stopped pressing her and softened his tone. With a hint of reflection, he said:
"The further one cultivates, the harder it becomes to see oneself. It's like crossing lofty mountains and ridges, only to stand atop and ask: where has the original me gone? The path to immortality is long and treacherous. Buddhism teaches that 'all actions are impermanent, all phenomena are without self, and only thus can one attain nirvana.' Meanwhile, the Taoists offer the method of 'severing the three corpses to become a saint.' But if we forget our own selves, what use is the Great Dao then?"
Yin Weiyin raised her face in astonishment, looking at him,
"You actually... understand these things?"
