The story of a scholar that was unable to gain satisfaction in his own world thrown into a realm that isn't prepared for his arrival, follow Zhishi Wu as he stops at absolutely nothing to gain knowledge, stepping over bodies of spirit beasts, demons and immortals alike. feel free to write a comment to correct grammar or to make suggestions. Art on the cover is not mine. Please support me if you like the story, they do motivate me to write more.
The sect master of the Tranquil Water sect had a sour expression on his face, he had already lost two elders who had not managed to inflict one serious wound on their opponent, this was an embarrassing situation for him.
"I guess sometimes it's about the quality of the grain rather than the yield." Patriarch Thunder added, trying to further irritate him.
"Announce the next round fool!" he tried to play off his embarrassment by yelling at the announcer.
The announcer nodded his head and quickly began to announce the next battle.
"Elder blossom has lost, the next battle will occur with Elder Miu against Elder Mei Fan."
The old man gracefully landed upon the stage, he did not seem too furious or distraught at Mei Fan, it was clear that he was reaching the end of the lifespan granted by the foundation establishment stage, evident by the composure in his eyes that only age could bring.