Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 247: The Ancestor Loathes the Heavenly Dao

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: The Ancestor Loathes the Heavenly Dao

"Ancestor." After coming out of the police station, Xia Xin followed Jiangli, waiting for a cab while he couldn’t help but ask with curiosity, "Were you just talking to Judge Cui?"

Jiangli gave him a glance, "Has your Heavenly Eye ceased to function?"

Xia Xin nodded his head embarrassingly.

To this, Jiangli was calm, "Normal, it’s been so long, it should have ceased to function by now. If it weren’t for these few days where you’ve been mingling with ghosts, your Heavenly Eye would’ve ceased to function a long time ago, just like Boss Wang. The fact that it lasted until now is no small feat."

Xia Xin thought the same in his heart, but...

The topic seemed to have derailed, Ancestor!

Xia Xin was just about to steer the conversation back to the main point.

But Jiangli spoke again, "However, you don’t need to worry, I got some Netherworld Water from Old Cui. Later on, I’ll open a real Heavenly Eye for you."

Xia Xin exclaimed in surprise, "Really?"

"When have I ever deceived anyone?" Jiangli raised an eyebrow.

Xia Xin shook his head with brows raised in joy, "No, no, Ancestor is the most powerful, how could Ancestor deceive anyone!"

Jiangli let out a light chuckle, "Good that you understand, but you’re coming off a bit too obsequious."

Xia Xin chuckled sheepishly.

"However, Ancestor, I am still very curious about what you gave Judge Cui." He gazed at Jiangli with eager eyes, unable to forget about it.

Jiangli said helplessly, "Why are you still stuck on that?"

Xia Xin looked wronged.

Jiangli sighed, "Alright, alright, it’s nothing. It was just some merit I shared with him."

"Merit..." Xia Xin scratched his head, "Merit can be shared too?"

Jiangli replied, "Of course, if you have merit, you can share it with someone you wish to, but most people are reluctant to do so, and not to mention, merit is limited, once you share it, you lose it."

Xia Xin asked, "Aren’t you afraid of running out of merit then, Ancestor?"

A trace of scornful smile appeared on Jiangli’s small face.

"That thing called merit, I despise the most, yet I have the most of it. If I could share it all away, I would truly thank the Ancestral Master with incense offerings."

Xia Xin was astonished, having never seen anyone so disdainful of merit.

Whether it’s the people of Xuanmen or ordinary ones, anyone who believes in an afterlife places great importance on merit, toiling their whole lives to cultivate good fortune and accumulate merit.

For someone like the Ancestor to loathe merit like this, she’s probably the first in Xuanmen.

"Ancestor..." Xia Xin felt there must be some hidden story, and, plucking up his courage, he ventured to ask, "Did you experience something before, why do you think Heavenly Dao is unfair, and why do you find merit undesirable?"

Upon hearing this, Jiangli glanced at him, "Do you think Heavenly Dao is fair?"

"That..." Xia Xin couldn’t say for certain.

Jiangli continued, "Heavenly Dao has never been fair. There’s nothing in this world that’s perfectly fair, nor is there any perfect rule. This thing called Heavenly Dao is the most deceitful. On one hand, it says that living beings are the most important, all creatures have spirits, and espouses universal love, but on the other hand, it doesn’t allow others to question Heavenly Dao. How hypocritical."

Xia Xin, "...Ancestor, you seem to really despise Heavenly Dao?"

Jiangli scoffed, "It’s not a matter of despising. I just hate its unfairness."

Xia Xin wanted to continue asking; he always felt that the Ancestor was hiding many things.

But before he could speak, the taxi that they had hailed arrived.

Jiangli then said, "Get in the car."

Xia Xin followed her into the car.

Once inside, Jiangli began to close her eyes and rest.

Clearly, she wasn’t interested in discussing the past.

Xia Xin didn’t dare to ask further.

On the way back to Jiaoyang Temple, Fu Shiyan and the others had already sent Shang Junxiao home.

The group reached the apartment where Shang Junxiao was currently living.

Duan Jianchuan stayed to keep Shang Junxiao company.

To this, Wen Zishu had nothing but complaints, constantly persuading Shang Junxiao, "Old Shang, think it over, maybe I should stay to keep you company! Old Duan, that scoundrel, isn’t meticulous or considerate at all. Letting him be with you, he might just infuriate you to death!"