Lin Ke had arrived. As someone who stood on equal footing with the fathers of those present, he naturally took the seat of honor among the guests.
Once seated, he again looked over the representatives of Jixia Academy, Mingwang Temple, and the Dao Palace.
The Divine Continent had the Four Seas and Four Domains, the Six Clans and Six Kingdoms, the three traditions of Confucianism, Daoism, and Buddhism, and the Eight Paths and Thirteen Schools.
Among them, Jixia Academy, Mingwang Temple, and the Dao Palace were powerful factions ranked among the Thirteen Schools.
And the most outstanding members of this generation from those three factions were the three people before him.
The Sightless Monk, the Yaochi Saintess, and the Little Scholar.
They were seated not far from Lin Ke.
"This Sightless Monk greets you, benefactor."
The Sightless Monk was a young monk with a spotless, pale bald head and fair, delicate skin. His eyes were not actually missing; they were simply tightly closed.
"You have both eyes, so why call yourself sightless?" Lin Ke asked curiously.
Otherwise, why call himself the Sightless Monk rather than the Closed-Eyed Monk?
"I have yet to behold the true sacred path. Having eyes yet no sight, and with my mind's eye still undeveloped, I call myself sightless," the Sightless Monk answered with his palms pressed together.
"Though I do not look upon people with my physical eyes, I can observe them with my mind's eye. I know that Young Master Lin is a good person."
Having been handed a nice-guy card, Lin Ke nodded with a smile. "It seems Mingwang Temple has some quite formidable Buddhist arts."
Such a Buddhist art certainly sounded impressive. It was probably one of Mingwang Temple's closely guarded secrets.
"Indeed, observing all things with the mind in place of