Advent Of The Celestial Sage
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.
Maniac Kang
Two disciples stood at either side of a gate that led up a mountain, a big sign with the words Little Moon sect hung from it in bold letters.
"I can't believe that we're not attending the tournament this year." one of the disciples spoke while sighing in defeat.
"You imbecile, we have no foundation establishment elders to fight for us, do you wanna fight with your sixth level of Qi condensation cultivation?" the other responded.
"But now all of our spirit stone rations will be reduced."
"This is how life works, who would have thought our two only elders would fall to a late stage advanced spirit beast."
An image of two old men that had been mauled popped in his mind for a moment before disappearing.
While the two were busy arguing they heard a voice.
"Little Moon Sect?" a voice came from a bit further down the path ahead of the two disciples.
They turned to look at the voice.