There were those in this world who did not attain the Dao through merit—Martial Ancestor Wang Ao, whose fist shattered merit and benefited Martial Dao across the realm.
Jiang Wang strove to match the worthy, no less bold and heroic.
A powerhouse like Mu Fuyao had already staked her chance at attaining the Dao, placing a heavy wager on Jiang Wang, yet even she could not help falling silent for a moment before such calmness and confidence!
She even began to wonder whether the insurmountable chasm she had gazed toward all these years, yet never reached, truly existed.
Could Transcendence really be predetermined? Did one even have to pick and choose the way to Transcendence?
In the end, she merely sighed.
"Perhaps shutting oneself behind closed doors only leads to senility. Living water that does not flow is bound to become a stagnant mire. I should also go to Great Void Public Academy and experience the ever-changing spirit of the young. I teach All-Under-Heaven through the Great Dao; All-Under-Heaven teaches me through pure hearts."
"Then—" She looked at Jiang Wang. "As the gift for Councilor Jiang's recommendation, what else must I offer?"
Having lived through the passage of countless years, she understood very well what mattered. She spoke frankly of terms, rather than merely paying lip service with pleasant words. "Of [Sunset Squarewood] of this grade, I can cut at most three pieces. Any more would damage my foundation."
Jiang Wang nudged the piece of [Sunset Squarewood] she had pushed toward him back with his fingertips, then held it in his hand. "I use it to observe cultivation, not to fight. One piece is enough."
"On June ninth, at the Great Void meeting, I will nominate you. For now, Your Excellency may stay at White Jade Capital Restaurant—"
"Shopkeeper Bai!"