Hatred meant you had been hurt but could not retaliate.
Anger came from dissatisfaction with the present, coupled with helplessness.
Both were signs of weakness.
Tai Yin had always remembered those words.
That was why he never let hatred or anger sway him.
The Tai Clan was one of the Xia Kingdom's most prestigious lineages, with a history of glory that stretched back even further than the kingdom itself.
But many prestigious lineages faced the problem of having no successors to bridge the generations, and the Tai Clan was no exception.
Wars between nations, the slaughter that followed in the wake of the Myriad Monster Sect, the dangers the Southern Regions' nations were forced to confront, even cultivation itself...
Any of these could lead to the death of a powerful cultivator.
As the older generation of experts gradually died off and few successors emerged, even the most illustrious lineages declined with every passing day.
Fortunately, his great-uncle Tai Hua had been born with peerless potential and successfully ascended to True Insight, supporting the Tai Clan's prestige with his own strength.
A True Person's lifespan was more than enough to protect a lineage for a thousand years.
And he, Tai Yin, had made a name for himself at a young age. His great-uncle had placed his hopes for the Tai Clan's future in him and personally taken him under his wing. Many saw him as a sign of the Tai Clan's revival.
But everything changed after the battle at Sword Peak Mountain.
The Tai Clan's pillar of jade, which had held up the heavens, had fallen, while successors like him had yet to mature.
The glory of their ancient lineage was long gone.
What would become of the sprawling Tai Clan?
After his great-uncle Tai Hua fell in battle, the imperial