The two walked through a city block, then parted ways.
This was the only thing Zhao Xintong was satisfied with. Compared with her other suitors, Yu Buzhuo at least knew his limits and never pestered her relentlessly.
So she could at least muster some inclination to talk to him.
The Autumn Appreciation Banquet naturally centered on discussing the mysteries of the Dao. She disliked this sort of formal talk, but that depended on who was doing the talking.
When Daoist students sat down to discuss the Dao, immaturity met inexperience, innocence met greenness, and it invariably turned into talk of their ideals for the future, of how they would do this and that someday... nothing of any practical value.
She knew Red Leaf's teachers far too well, and had listened to their same old tunes for years. Never mind the elderly Bridge Linking teachers who taught basic Daoist studies-even the Venerable Masters of the Profound Connection Realm offered nothing new.
After all, this was a place for teaching basic Daoist studies. Most teachers were in the Bridge Linking Realm, with only a few at Profound Connection. Wei Kingdom Taihao could hardly send its elite cultivators here, those Upper Cultivators in the late Heaven-reaching stage, or its great Golden Core cultivators.
The basics could be taught to all without distinction, but deeper material would only become accessible after advancing to Profound Connection and joining Taihao. As for the sect's most closely guarded secrets, time was still needed to prove one's loyalty and worth.
Every sect and faction was like this. Were the skills kept at the bottom of their chests so easily obtained?
That made the lofty discussions of the students' parents and elders from all corners of the world especially precious. Among them were perspectives and horizons quite new to