The elders of the Pavilion of the Hall of Punishment had not expected Fang Yun to remain unwilling to give up. Gao Mo immediately deflated and said, "Void Sage Fang, it will take the Miscellaneous School anywhere from two or three days to a dozen or more to muster its strength and activate the Lü Marquis Seal. I hope you will think things through before then."
"What if, after thinking it through, I hand over the Clerk Examination on a silver platter and introduce the Constitution to the Miscellaneous School while I'm at it?" With the faintest trace of mockery on his face, Fang Yun looked at the elders opposite him.
The elders felt their heads swell to the size of bushel baskets.
"Ahem, you can't put it that way. The Constitution is clearly related to the Legalist School. It has little to do with the Miscellaneous School."
"It has little to do with the Miscellaneous School, but quite a lot to do with that particular individual."
Fang Yun was referring to Saint Zong.
Several elders' expressions shifted slightly.
Many scholars now knew that Saint Zong had long been plotting to strengthen the Miscellaneous School, and had even been deliberately working to swallow up the School of Diplomacy. If Fang Yun truly offered everything related to the Constitution to Saint Zong, Saint Zong would not mind taking a bite out of the Legalist Sacred Way.
After all, Saint Zong sorely needed every source of power he could use to strengthen himself.
For the other schools, indiscriminately absorbing Sacred Ways could lead to a crisis. But the Miscellaneous School had proposed the slogan "embrace Confucianism and Mohism, combine the School of Names and the Legalist School" from the outset. Whatever Sacred Way belonged to the human race, the Miscellaneous School had