Lin Xian's Pure Heart

Compared to the Crazy Old Man, who had lost his mind, Saint Wei Yi was far more normal. He even guided the younger disciples in their cultivation.

Lin Xian nearly wept with joy. At last, he had found a normal elder.

The Crazy Old Man was mad, and God King Taixu was crippled. Neither had time to give him proper guidance.

Excited, Lin Xian began to show the foundations of his cultivation and demonstrate the techniques he had learned, hoping Wei Yi would correct any flaws.

After watching for a while, Saint Wei Yi frowned deeply. "Your foundation in the Wheel of the Sea Secret Realm is too shallow, yet your Dao Palace Secret Realm is far too strong. What happened?"

"I was still an unaffiliated cultivator during the Wheel of the Sea Secret Realm," Lin Xian said with a sigh. "I didn't receive the Tianxuan Inheritance until I was nearly at the Dao Palace Secret Realm. My foundation was already set."

"Your foundation in those secret realms is a minor issue. Once you reach the Sainthood Realm, you'll have to refine it all over again." Saint Wei Yi shook his head. "The real problem is your techniques. The imprints of the emperors run too deep. It will be hard for you to break free of them."

"Martial Uncle, how many cultivators reach the Great Saint Realm on a single star throughout the ages? Across the vast cosmos, a Quasi-Emperor is already an unparalleled expert."

Lin Xian spoke with utter sincerity. "I don't seek the Emperor Path. I live for the sacred land. If I can rebuild Tianxuan one day, I'll have done justice to its inheritance. Leave becoming an emperor to the Sacred Son and Saintess."

"For the sake of the Tianxuan Inheritance, I'm willing to sacrifice my own