Chapter 70: The Injury of the Right Arm
After listening to what was said, Qin Feng fell into contemplation. He hadn’t expected that there were so many intricacies in the Literature Saint Dao Lineage. Fortunately, he had encountered someone knowledgeable today.
Ya’an paused for a moment and spoke again, “You have entered the ninth rank of the Literature Saint, so you must have memorized at least ten thousand volumes of medical texts. Although it may sound cruel, I still suggest that you… .If you want to reach a higher level, you might consider changing direction and spend time memorizing other books. This will prepare you for entering the court as an official or becoming a strategist in the military.”
Qin Feng scratched his head, unsure of how to respond.
In the Great Qian Empire, where demons and ghosts roamed freely, there was a preference for martial strength. There were no civil service examinations like those in the past. If one wanted to become an official through the Literature Saint Dao Lineage, they had to enter the Grand Literature Academy first and then be assigned a position.
As for joining the military, there were fewer restrictions. As long as one had genuine talent and knowledge of military strategy, the generals would be willing to accept you into their ranks, just like back then when Xing Sheng had hoped he would join the army of the Divine Marquis.
However, the key issue was that regardless of the path he chose, he would have to leave Jinyang City and be separated from the people he cared about. This was something Qin Feng absolutely couldn’t accept.
After all, his initial intention to improve his strength was twofold: first, for self-defense, and second, to protect the important people around him. If he had to be separated from his family in order to enhance his strength, wouldn’t that be putting the cart before the horse?
Moreover, he possessed a pair of extraordinary mystical eyes. Memorizing a book took only a moment for him; perhaps he could explore a cultivation path that no one had ever walked before.
For example, the Literature Saint guiding a Martial Cultivator? Who else could do that besides him?