Three Destiny Words, One Fourteenth Realm

On Caizhi Mountain, home of the Southern Sacred Mountain Crown Prince, Li Er drew a deep breath and gazed south. He clasped his fists heavily toward the towering back of the green-robed scholar, paying his respects from afar.

The rest of the battlefield was simply too distant. Even though Li Er was a Limitless Martial Cultivator, he did not possess the Palm Views Mountains and Rivers ability. Besides, the scene at the old site of Old Dragon City had descended into such chaos that he could no longer see it.

Back in their hometown of Pearl Cave Heaven, Li Er had shared a drink with Mr. Qi. He had never expected Mr. Qi to visit, and had only a few bowls of poor wine at home. Fortunately, Mr. Qi had not minded.

Though the scholar before him could no longer truly be called Mr. Qi, that did not stop Li Er from clasping his fists in salute.

Li Er suddenly used Sound Gathering to speak privately to Pei Qian. "Trust your master. He and Mr. Qi are both scholars in the truest sense. They don't merely repay resentment with virtue. Besides, your master's lineage has never made the next generation bear the grudges of the last."

The Literary Sage lineage valued reason above all.

The Literary Sage lineage was also fiercely protective of its own.

The Literary Sage Master protected his disciples. Even after his first disciple Cui Chan betrayed his teacher and ancestors and left the Literary Vein, the old scholar still protected him, going so far as to imprison himself in the Forest of Merit.

Mr. Qi protected his own, and so did Teacher Zuo. The junior brother Mr. Qi had accepted on their teacher's behalf did too. In time, the third-generation disciples of their Literary Vein would