Lin Ke felt utterly disappointed in these people!
Confucianism had been like this in his previous life. He had never expected it to be the same in this world!
Confucianism had always drawn praise and condemnation in equal measure.
Some worried for their country and its people, bending their backs to the task until their strength was spent.
Some mouthed classical platitudes while pursuing only their own interests.
Some exhausted their fortunes and poured out their hearts' blood just so ordinary people could live good, comfortable lives.
Some frantically seized every advantage, clinging to the people to suck their blood and devour their flesh.
What was the difference between the two worlds?
The only difference was that, in his previous life, Confucians at least had to keep up appearances.
And in this life?
In this life, Confucianism wielded the mightiest fist!
And so, with that fist backing them, they gave free rein to their respective views, ideals, sacred paths, and everything else.
After all, this world's recognition of a "path" did not depend on whether you treated the people well.
Your path was slaughtering all living beings? Recognized!
Your path was refusing to part with a single hair? Recognized!
Your path was survival of the fittest? Recognized!
Your path was dividing people into ranked tiers? Recognized!
Your path was delivering all living beings from suffering? Still recognized!
As long as your understanding and exposition of your path were profound and logical enough, Heaven would recognize it.
It was just as certain cruelties appeared to humans as nothing more than survival of the fittest in nature.
Heaven's recognition of paths worked the same way.
Of course, thus far there were only three sacred paths-Confucianism, Daoism, and Buddhism-that led straight to the highest realm.
Yet within the Confucian Path, Confucius's former principle