Upon hearing Zhao Rui's words, the Zhenren of Qingcheng all lowered their gazes, remaining silent.
"Is it something you'd rather not discuss with us?"
Zhao Rui asked tactfully.
Master Weichen's eyes closed slightly. A moment later, he spoke. "Now that our two sects have merged, there is no need for secrets. It's just... this matter is rather shameful to admit."
"What do you mean?"
Zhao Rui and Yu Zhengnan asked, confused.
"All of us, from the various sects to the Gui Xu people of Central Asia, are in truth nothing more than stray dogs who have fled our homes."
Master Weichen said with a long sigh, his voice filled with bleakness and resignation.
"How is that possible?"
Yu Zhengnan exclaimed, certain he must have misheard.
The various sects were filled with masters. To say nothing of the others, a single master in the Dharma Realm could stand at the pinnacle of the world.
And that's not even mentioning the Gui Xu people, whose masters are countless.
