Reverend Insanity's MC Fang Yuan never killed anyone just because they seemed annoying, he has lived 500 years in his past life, he is not so childish to act on a whim when he is weak, everything he does has a reason
Chapter 127
"Not wanting to be trampled on, there are two ways. One is to become strong, strong until no one dares to step on you. Another is to turn into dog shit, something no one would want to step on.
Fang Yuan did not care about dog shit, or the reputation of the strong. He always acted unscrupulous, and only cared about the results. Without anyone challenging him, it made his life easier.
The surrounding people’s contempt and disdain , he treated it like air. If he could not endure even these gazes, what right did he have to pursue the demonic way?"
[[ I would rather let the world down, than be let down by the world!!!
What kinship, friendship, love - these are but an ornament in life, how can they compare to a man’s great ambition?
The higher-ups praised the values and morals, but those are just tools to maintain their rule.
If one is restrained by these, how can they achieve anything?
Those who step into upper society, who does not have bloodstained hands, stepping on corpses along the way? A capitalist’s initial startup fund, the process is always bloody. Any politician’s hands are dirty, and the so-called philanthropists are merely using money to gain recognition in society.
It is just that the successful are apt in hiding their past acts, and those who believe the stories of the successors are truly fools.
"These fools are everywhere, restrained by emotions and morals, they deserve to be stupidly manipulated by rules. What’s sadder is that when they see others not being restrained, they would jump out and criticise, trying to impart these morals to the people, not allowing others to have more freedom than them. In this process, they would even enjoy this ridiculous moral superiority and bliss."
Thinking of this, Fang Yuan looked at the Gu Masters walking past him.
These people, they had a body full of abilities, and some even had higher cultivation than him, but for what?
They are just pawns, merely restrained dogs.
What truly stalls a person’s success is not talent, but mindset.
Any organisation, once a person is born, would impart their morals and rules, constantly brainwashing. Those that want to surpass humanity’s achievements have to break this restraint on their mindset. Sadly, most people are trapped by this their entire lives, using this to move forward with motivation and even use their chained collar as a symbol of pride.
Thinking so, Fang Yuan laughed coldly." ]]
Chapter 151
[[[ No matter how beautiful the guy or girl, they eventually turn into a skeleton. Bones, skin and flesh are one, but people favoured skin and flesh while fearing bones — this is being fixated on appearance, not recognising that all is equal.
This Buddhist term is calling for humans to break through all forms, seeing the truth.
Beauty is superficial, and people, me, the world, and time, is all superficial. If one goes past the superficial aspect, they would see Buddha.
Recognising and going beyond, treating all as equal, all is equal.
Thus, Buddha sacrificed his body to feed tigers, cutting off his flesh to feed eagles. This was the benevolence in his heart, seeing all in this world as his own, loving everything, and his great love for everything.
No matter if it’s me, others, animals or plants, or even the lifeless rocks and water, even those that do not exist, we have to love them.
If a mortal standing there watches the bear eat a person, some hot-blooded teenager would jump out and scream, "You beast, don’t you dare eat a person!" or "Beauty, do not fear, uncle is here to save you!" etc.
This was the mortal’s love and hatred, loving young girls and hating large bears. Not going beyond and still fixating on the superficial, not able to see her red human skeleton.
If Buddha stood there and watched the bear eat a person, he would sigh, chanting, "If I do not enter hell, who would enter?" He would save the young girl and feed himself to the black bear.
This was Buddha’s love and hatred, loving the young girl and loving the bear, treating all as equal.
But right now, Fang Yuan was the one standing here.
Seeing the young girl’s tragic and violent death, his heart was unmoved.
This was not because of his numbness to death, but he had gone beyond the superficial, having no obsessions. Without a sense of self, without a sense of person; to be detached of all living things, detached of the sense of time…
Seeing all living things as equal, the world is equal.
Thus, the girl’s death is no different from a fox or a tree’s death.
But to a mere mortal, the girl’s death would trigger their anger, hatred, and pity. If it was the girl eating the bear, they would not feel anything. If an old lady was eaten, the pity in their hearts would be greatly reduced. If it was a villain, a murderer getting eaten, they would clap their hands in joy, praising.
In actuality, all beings are equal, and heaven and earth is just.
Nature is fair, disregarding love or hate; it is emotionless, and never gives differential treatment.
Rule of the strong, victor takes all!
The disappearance of a lifeform, towards the entire natural realm and the infinite cosmos, to the long river of history — what does it amount to?
Death means death, who can choose not to die? What talk about a girl, bear, ant, fox, tree, old lady, murderer, they are all lowly! Humble! Mongrels!
Only by recognising this and going beyond the superficial, arriving at the truth, does one gain divinity.
This divinity, taking a step towards the light, it becomes Buddha. If it takes a step towards the darkness, it becomes a demon.
Demonic nature! ]]]