The Emei Sect had been established less than a few hundred years ago.
Its sect leader had originally studied Daoist teachings and could be counted as a disciple of the Daoist Lineage.
However, shortly after turning a hundred, he lost his son.
His devotion to the Dao wavered, and he turned to studying Buddhist teachings.
He later developed his own teachings and founded the Emei Sect.
Although his foundation in Daoist arts was lacking, how could anyone capable of founding a sect be ordinary?
Now, the Emei Sect had sided with Great Yu.
For Shushan, this was by no means anything to be happy about.
"Old Zhou, you know a lot about the Emei Sect. Why exactly would they do something like this?"
Over their meal, the disciples in the prison discussed the Emei Sect.
Among the disciples of his generation, Old Zhou had been as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
He knew a great deal and held high seniority in the prison.
So whenever anyone had a question, they liked to ask him.
Like a storyteller, Old Zhou suddenly slapped the table.
He declared in a ringing voice, "Those who seek the Dao are as numerous as hairs on an ox, but those who attain it are as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
"Think about it. Someone who could establish a sect, gain a foothold in the Nine Provinces, and make quite a name for himself.
"This leader of the Emei Sect is quite a figure.
"The Emei Sect counts as a branch of Buddhism, but its ties aren't particularly close.
"Among the many schools of the Buddhist Sect, some combine the Tiantai Three Contemplations, while others base their doctrines on the wondrous discourses of prajna.
"The various Hinayana and Mahayana traditions encompass all sorts