The third level of filial piety was serving one's parents with tranquility, creating an atmosphere of filial piety...
The atmosphere of filial piety was itself a profound field of study. How could one make one's parents feel at ease? Lin Su introduced some new terms, such as a sense of expectation and a happiness index...
Brand-new terms spoke of an ancient subject, progressing from the simple to the profound, touching hearts and making perfect sense...
The radiance of the literary Dao layered the ten thousand green lotuses beneath his feet into a flawless Dao Platform, shaped like a nine-ranked lotus...
"Nine-Ranked Dao Lotus!"
Someone in the crowd cried out in disbelief...
With a boom, the Dao Discussion Stage within the Imperial Examination Hall cracked apart...
The final thirty-odd green lotuses before the Dao Discussion Stage soared away at the same instant, merging into Lin Su's Nine-Ranked Dao Lotus...
"Damn it!" Lu Tiancong growled, slowly lowering his hand.
"Damn it!" Moyuan clenched her fist tightly.
Su Changhe shuddered from head to toe, staring blankly at the cracking Dao Discussion Stage beneath his feet.
At the very center of the Dao Discussion Stage, Jiang Ruyue's face was white as paper as he stared vacantly into the distance. He had lived in seclusion for twenty-seven years, suffering for twenty-seven years under the name of filial piety. He had never been content to be a mere recluse of Lintao; he had always harbored lofty ambitions.
He had received guidance from an expert, gained endorsements from both the Holy Hall and the imperial court, and emerged from Lintao. Through thirteen Dao discussions, he had painstakingly built his literary fame, believing himself only one step away from becoming the dean of White Deer Academy. Yet today, in the most important Dao discussion of all, he had