In the royal palace they are well behaved, but now they've fallen in love with you!" Feeling incredibly jealous, he exploded, "Hey, you freak! What are you doing here?"
The Patient Immortal replied, "I'm cultivating patience."
"What do you mean 'patience'?" the King bellowed.
"Patience means that if people scold me, I bear it. If people beat me, I bear it. No matter how badly people treat me, I still bear it."
King Kali said, "I don't believe a word you say. You are simply tricking people. How can anyone in the world tolerate a beating or scolding?"
The Patient Immortal said, "Not only can I tolerate people scolding or beating me, even if someone were to kill me, I could bear it."
King Kali fumed, "Did you hear that? He's lying right to my face. He says he would stay patient even if someone killed him. Okay, I'm not going to kill you now, but do you really think you can remain patient?"
"You can give it a try," the Patient Immortal said.
King Kali replied, "Oh, so I can try you out, can I? Even if I didn't have your permission, I would still try you out. Do you think I don't dare? Hah! You say you could bear even someone trying to kill you. Well, I'm not going to kill you now."
Then what did he do? He took out his sword, sliced off one of the cultivator's ears and asked him, "Does that hurt or not?"
The Patient Immortal replied, "It doesn't matter."
King Kali raged, "You are a liar! I don't believe that when I cut off your ear, you didn't get angry. It had to hurt terribly, and yet you still say, 'It doesn't matter.' Okay, I'll cut your other ear off." And he did. "How about now? Does it still not matter to you?"
The Patient Immortal replied, "Of course it doesn't matter."
That made the King even angrier. "You lie right to my face and say it doesn't matter that I've cut off your ears. All right, I'll cut off your nose." Then he cut off the Patient Immortal's nose and asked, "What about now? You'd better hurry up and tell the truth. Don't keep lying. What I can't stand most is that you are obviously full of anger, but you say you're not. That's a lie."
The Patient Immortal said, "It still doesn't matter. It's not important that I don't have a nose."
The King said, "Fine, you don't mind not having a nose. I'll chop off one of your hands. There. Are you angry now?"
The Patient Immortal said, "I'm not angry."
"Wonderful," said the King, "you're not angry, so now I'll chop off your other hand and see how you take it. I want to help you accomplish your work in the Way. You cultivate patience, and no one else would dare challenge you like this. I'm an Emperor, and even if I killed you, I wouldn't commit any crime." Then he hacked off his other hand. "How about now? You must be very happy. Both your hands are gone, and you definitely aren't angry, right?"
The Patient Immortal said, "Of course not. You really do understand me. I'm not angry."
That enraged King Kali even more. "There isn't anyone in the world who wouldn't be angry if both his hands were cut off. Well, then, I'll chop off one of your feet." He did so, and asked, "Now aren't you sorry? You've cultivated patience to the point that now you don't have any hands, and you are missing a foot. You've only got one foot left. Right now if you tell me the truth, I can still let you off easy. Really, are you angry or not?"
The Patient Immortal said, "I'm not angry. If my feet are gone, they're gone. Do what you like."
King Kali said, "He's lying through his teeth!" and he cut off his other foot. "How about now?" he asked. "You're missing both ears, your nose, both hands and both feet. Are you angry?"
The Patient Immortal said, "I'm not angry."
The King was perplexed by the bizarre situation. He said to himself, "This person must have some kind of trick. I've cut off so much of his flesh, but it doesn't hurt him, and he still says he's being patient." He started to wonder, "Is he really being patient, or is he faking it?" He turned to the cultivator and asked, "You say you're being patient, but ultimately what proof is there that you're really patient? You've got to have some proof. Maybe I should take out your heart and see if there's any anger in it or not. Only then am I done." He'd already chopped off the Patient Immortal's hands and feet, and now he wanted to take out his heart and look at it!
To be continued