Fusing a Saintly Essence was an opportunity that nearly every Quasi-Saint hoped to encounter.
A Literary Sage's Saintly Essence was even more so.
For from the moment a Literary Sage was born, the Heavenly Dao bestowed upon them the duty of governing this path. A Literary Sage was naturally half a step above Saints of the Cultivation Way.
Yet fusing a Saintly Essence came with an aftereffect.
It bound one to the direction of a Dao.
If Lin Su fused this Painting Sage's Saintly Essence and used it as a guide to embark upon his path to Sainthood, then his future Saintly Dao would have to take the Dao of Painting as its foundation.
Ordinary people had no such difficulty in choosing, because in their minds, so long as they became Saints, what did it matter which Dao they followed?
But Lin Su was unwilling to let a tiny Saintly Essence bind the rest of his life.
The Saint he sought had to be one capable of fusing his Three Dao Unification. It absolutely could not be some side path of the Literary Way!
Lin Su slowly raised his gaze and stared at the faintly discernible Heavenly Dao Eye in the sky. "If the Heavenly Dao is the father and all living beings are its children, then come to think of it, you are rather pitiable too. You have entered your declining years, unable to guarantee your own survival from dawn to dusk, yet you still have to use your own essence blood to pave the way for your children... Take this Saintly Essence back. Perhaps it will let you hold on for a few more years!"
With a puff, the Saintly Essence was crushed to powder in Lin Su's hand.
Strands of Saintly aura centered upon his palm, passing