Lu Sanqian on the Cultivation Path

By the East Sea, atop White Sand Dyke, half a wisp of setting sun spoke of parting. In those years, a lone shadow rode the waves away; ten years later, one still remembered his back facing west.

This was a poem inscribed by a Great Confucian upon the East Sea dyke.

It spoke of how that Great Confucian had once seen a friend off to sea, and of the sorrow of one who never returned to the mortal world.

That friend had been a cultivator.

He had set his sights on opportunities at sea, and so he crossed the Human-Sea Dividing Line, never to return.

In truth, this revealed a common way of life by the sea.

In this world, all paths ran side by side.

There was literature, martial arts, and cultivation; every path had its own opportunities.

Opportunities on the literary path were nothing more than studying the classics until one's hair turned white, ten years of bitter reading.

But opportunities on the Cultivation Path lay upon the road.

There were no cultivation secret realms worth mentioning within Great Cang. There were more cultivators than there were mountain peaks in Great Cang; cultivators could be found everywhere, so where could any secret realm possibly remain hidden?

Thus, sailing out to sea and seeking cultivation opportunities in places humans rarely ventured became the shared dream of countless cultivators.

Recently, news had arrived that the Thirty-Six Secret Palaces of the East Sea Dragon Palace had appeared. The outstanding heroes of humankind could also take part, provided they followed the three Dragon Palaces of the West Sea, North Sea, and South Sea in eradicating the East Sea Dragon Palace. Then they would be able to get a share of the spoils.

The moment this news spread, countless cultivators gathered by the