The Only Sigh Is for How Many Jianghu Wanderers Return

"Those who walk different paths cannot conspire together."

The voice echoed. The wind sighed over the cold waters, its bleakness as heavy as winter lingering into spring. The waves rose and fell, surging endlessly, never pausing for the prosperity or decline of the human world, nor for its joys, sorrows, meetings, and partings.

Above Ye Water, a damp, vigorous wind brushed his face. Meng Qi, who seemed somewhat dazed, suddenly ground his teeth and muttered:

"Different paths, my ass!"

"I'm a Mohist Grandmaster, at least!"

From Qi Zhengyan's words, Meng Qi could clearly sense how deeply he had been influenced by his own "improved" Mohist Doctrine. When he heard the idea of equal opportunities to obtain cultivation methods, thoughts such as "nine-year compulsory education," "universal access to top-tier Orifice Opening cultivation methods," "'gaokao' strictly selecting talents," "<Three Years of Sword and Saber Techniques Simulations, Two Years of Practical Combat>," "as long as one is willing, one can keep taking the 'gaokao,'" "the diligent and self-strengthening shall be admitted, while the lazy and lax shall be demoted," and all sorts of other inexplicable notions surfaced in his mind.

Of course, this required a powerful "court" standing above the Aristocratic Clans and sects to accomplish. It would clash tremendously with the Aristocratic Clans and sects, though the conflict was not entirely irreconcilable. The limits of resources and the dangers of Outer Scenery Cultivation Methods meant that, for a very long time, martial cultivation above Orifice Opening could never be made universal.

"If it's only equality of opportunity, that's still manageable. But absolute fairness..." Meng Qi sighed and shook his head. "I hope Senior Brother Qi doesn't become more and more extreme."

As far as he was concerned, he could fully understand and accept the "inner demon" in Qi Zhengyan's heart. Yet he