Chapter 70: The Art of Empty Vessel, Bereft of Self
“Could it be that there has never been a single Sage capable of integrating the strengths of all schools into one?” Li Shun asked in astonishment.
Lao Wei let out a faint chuckle and shook his head. He was just about to answer when something seemed to cross his mind. The smile on his face gradually faded.
As though he had fallen into distant memories, his gaze slowly turned murky.
After a long while, he finally cast an almost imperceptible glance toward the heavens above and spoke in a low, distant tone:
“If there truly exists someone in this world most likely to encompass all schools, then it could only be the Qian Emperor. Unfortunately…”
His voice stopped abruptly there.
“Does Senior know what realm the Sages of the Hundred Schools stand in?” Li Shun pressed further.
“The Hundred Schools are not such that every school possesses a Sage. A true Sage can stir the boundless might of heaven and earth with every gesture. The world reverently refers to such beings as those of the ‘Heaven-Earth Realm.’”
“Sages of this world were already exceedingly rare to begin with. After the Four Sages entered the capital and vanished without a trace, those worthy of being called Sage became even fewer.”