The "stories" within the Taiping Secret Canon could indeed inspire people, set their imaginations racing, and perhaps even offer a glimpse of many secrets from the ancient era. But for everyone living in this age—for all those who had become knights and stood among this era's undisputed peak powers—there was really only one crucial question.
After reaching the Saint rank, how could one go any further?
As for those ancient legends about divine beings, true persons, immortals, Daoists, sages, and worthies—if they could not solve the problem facing every knight, if they could not wipe out the Devil Race army west of the Wei River, if they could not make one stronger, if they could not let people dominate the world, seize money, land, and women—then it was all empty nonsense, utterly useless. At most, it could be treated as mythological tales and the ravings of dreamers, worth listening to once in a while. Every continent had plenty of similar myths; there was no shortage of this one. What truly determined this world was still the knights, not the things described in ancient legends. The knights' system of power, the social structures and all manner of superstructures founded upon it, including the standoff between humans and devils, remained unshakable.
Knights were the most pragmatic, most powerful, and at the same time most rational group in the world. Zhang Tie was likewise a man who valued pragmatism and reason. He would not easily lose himself in ancient legends that could not yet be grasped.
After browsing through the Taiping Secret Canon, Zhang Tie withdrew his spiritual energy from the secret-manual crystal. He gradually calmed down and asked Cloud Master a question. "You are already a Saint, standing at the very pinnacle of all knights. Since you have already sensed a certain