Chu Xingchen took a light sip of tea, his calm gaze shifting to Lin Luoyu.
He knew little about the path of Confucian cultivation. After hearing the news, he had made a point of looking into it, and had also read about how the previous Second Sage had walked his path to sagehood.
Such records were extremely cursory among the immortals; almost all the substantive material had been collected in the mortal world.
There was no other reason: not only was this path to becoming a Second Sage far more difficult than a cultivator's ascent to Tribulation Transcendence, but it also granted strength far below that of a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator-roughly comparable to a Deification Realm cultivator.
Granted, ascending to the Deification Realm in a mortal body, without drawing upon Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, was already so outrageous as to be almost unbelievable.
But ultimately, it was still constrained by its ceiling.
Moreover, all the stages of Confucian cultivation before becoming a Second Sage were considered scarcely worth mentioning in the cultivation world.
There was even a saying in the cultivation world-only those who could not cultivate immortality went off to study Confucianism.
After all, the shortcomings of Confucian cultivation were obvious-too short a lifespan, insufficient strength, cumbersome rules, and no shortcuts.
Cultivators who entered the Golden Core stage gained several centuries of life, and those who entered Nascent Soul gained a thousand years.
The key lay in those two words: swift advancement. Poor cultivators could still pop pills, while rich ones consumed spiritual treasures born of Heaven and Earth.
For Confucian cultivators, things were much simpler-there was only book after book to read.
The cultivation world also had a joke-Confucian cultivators needed sudden enlightenment far more than cultivators did.
Of course, any path, when taken to its utmost,