Fang Che was startled. "The Cloud Top Weapon Compendium is that powerful?"
Sun Wutian said, "The path of martial arts is incredibly difficult to explain. Let's use you as an example. Who could become so famous throughout the world while still at the Sage level? If you compare fame with the combat power of martial artists of the same rank, you'll understand."
Fang Che nodded silently. "That's true. It's like how scholars throughout the world are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, all studying the same books. In theory, they should all be of the same rank, but there can only be one top scorer in the imperial examinations."
"Your comparison isn't quite appropriate."
Sun Wutian also felt that he could not explain the difference between ranks and combat power.
In reality, when it came to completely explaining the disparity in martial arts, no matter how long-winded the explanation was, there would always be someone ready to argue.
But the facts were crystal clear: if you could not beat someone, then you could not beat them.
Professors at the same university, with the same title and the same salary, getting instantly slaughtered by one another... Cough, cough. I'm going to get flamed for this.
"So you need to work harder."
Sun Wutian rolled his eyes. "If my successor can't even get onto the Cloud Top Weapon Compendium, this old man won't be able to afford the embarrassment."
Fang Che's face darkened. "I'll work hard."
Then he asked, "Grandmaster, what are we tempering today?"
Sun Wutian looked at Fang Che's head. "It's already finished. I thought about it, and I'll leave the remaining Body Tempering Liquid for you. Use it after you reach the Saint Emperor realm, or when you're at the high levels of the Saint King realm."