Hundred Schools of Thought, the First Emperor Appears!

Qin Capital.

Its walls towered high, its formation paths vast and profound.

All Human Clan cultivators of great attainment came here to temper themselves. Sages of every school also sought an audience with the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, at the imperial palace. At the same time, powerful experts of other races followed the Human Clan's rites, establishing altars in Qin Capital to expound the Dao or seek fortuitous opportunities.

It could be said that Qin Capital had become a sacred land coveted by countless living beings across the Primordial Wilderness.

At this moment.

Outside the western gate of Qin Capital, figures crowded a plaza spanning hundreds of miles. There were refined gentlemen clad in Confucian robes, disciples of the Legalist School who wielded the laws of punishment, and masters and core disciples from the Hundred Schools of Thought, all gathered here.

"This gathering is a little too grand!"

"This Old Sun thought that, apart from Master, I had the highest cultivation realm. Who would have thought that Human Clan sages like Zhuangzi and Confucius had long since reached the early Quasi-Sage realm?"

"Bajie, do you think we're heading to the Western World to obtain the true scriptures, or are we going to crush the Demonic Sect all the way there...?"

Sun Wukong scratched at his ears and cheeks, his face full of shock.

After settling the Monkey Descendants of Flower-Fruit Mountain, he had come to the capital of Great Qin. He first befriended Bian Zhuang and exchanged pointers with him, then met Golden Cicada, Ao Moang, and the Curtain-Lifting General.

At first, Sun Wukong had disdained taking Golden Cicada as his master. It was not until the two fought amid the Nine Heavens Clouds, and Golden Cicada beat him so badly that he was left scrambling for his teeth, that