"So that was it-all the pitfalls lay beyond initiation?"
After pondering for a long while, Li Chen finally raised his head and addressed Lin Yunwen, whose face remained stubborn and haughty, still unable to believe or accept that he had cultivated literary qi.
"But we of the Puppet Dao have our own means of overcoming them. Setting aside the scholarly honors of the Great Qian Dynasty for now, what if we approached it through moral writings alone?"
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"
Lin Yunwen burst out laughing as though he had heard some hilarious joke. The other Scholars and Confucian students all wore looks of contempt as well.
"Pah! You overestimate yourself!"
"An evil fiend of an outer dao, daring to speak of moral writings!"
"Try it if you have the guts!"
Li Chen smiled faintly. "I know you want to goad me, but how do you know the classics weren't written by people? The words of sages and writings on morality are, in the end, nothing more than conclusions drawn by our predecessors."
Puppet Masters had long studied outer daos and had already uncovered some of their governing principles.
Recklessly studying another path's classics was the easiest way to shake one's Dao Heart, but this rule was not absolute. There were, after all, people whose resolve and intelligence could withstand their corrosive influence.
Beyond that, original composition was also a good option. In this world, literary fortune protected the original author, who held the highest authority over interpretation and would naturally remain unchanged by the writings' power to distort the Dao Heart.
This was something the Literary Star School had only discovered after paying an enormous price, but before Li Chen, it had been almost meaningless.
The reason was simple: even reading through and understanding the Confucian classics was difficult enough. How