Gongshu Wu was not in the right state of mind.
He looked expressionless and murderous, but his eyes were dull with disbelief. Had he really been on the run for nearly half a year, rather than squatting in a Deep Mountain Forest for decades? Why had he suddenly become unable to understand the current trends among Literary Scholars?
They went this wild right from the start?
Although the world had countless Word Spirits of both Literary and Martial paths, and everyone's habits differed—truly, no two people were alike—Word Spirits had developed for two hundred years. Countless predecessors had drawn on their own experiences and explorations, tempering them a thousand times over before summarizing practical patterns.
Those accumulated experiences and patterns were the basic compulsory lessons.
For example, things like "The Ten Basic Principles of Literary Scholars" could be translated into plain language as "XX Literary Heart Word Spirits Every Scholar Must Master," "Teaching You to Quickly Control Your Literary Heart/Martial Spirit," "Word Spirits, from Beginner to Master," "The Secrets of Cultivation"...
All kinds of insights flourished like a hundred flowers, but no matter how they changed, they never strayed from the root.
At least, the Literary Scholars Gongshu Wu had encountered either focused on defense, balanced offense and defense, or leaned toward offense... But no matter which type they were, they basically centered their fighting around Martial Gall Warriors, with self-preservation as a supplement. Self-Preservation was a must!
So—
Where was Chu Wu Hui's Self-Preservation???
If he was not going to use Self-Preservation, then defensive Word Spirits like Be Prepared for Danger in Times of Peace or Remove Embers and Move Firewood would do!
But what happened???
Mr. Chu had started with Sink into Fire, Self-Destruction! The blade pointed straight at the enemy's main camp, with no part for himself!