Achieving the Dao from the Hundred Schools of Thought

Upon entering the palace, one is immediately greeted by neatly arranged statues.

Directly in front, at the highest point, are two statues: King Wen of Zhou – Ji Chang, and King Wu of Zhou – Ji Fa.

Below, statues of civil and military officials who were instrumental in the founding of the nation are displayed in order of their achievements.

Jiang Ziya wielding the God-Slaying Whip, King Wu assisting the Duke of Zhou...

Inside the Sage Palace, statues are also placed on both the left and right sides.

Since ancient times, the left has been considered superior.

The statues on the left depict the celestial beings of Heaven.

At the top is the strongest character in the game, the creator of the immortal path who dominates all versions—the Heavenly Emperor.

The statues below depict the deities who participated in the war to destroy the Shang dynasty.

The God of Justice—Yang Jian, the Great God of the Three Seas Assembly—Nezha, and all the immortals who were sent to the Investiture of the Gods…

Zhuang Weiyang's inner fire glowed slightly as she scanned the statues, finding nothing particularly extraordinary about them.

"Just like in the game, these are all just for show."

"Only the statue of the ancient sages of Wu on the right has the aura of a saint."

Zhao Shoujing walked straight to the Wu Kingdom statue on the right and began to regulate his breathing.

The moment students step into the Sage Palace, the test of the spirit of the ancient sages begins.

If you hesitate and waver, your success rate in breaking through to the next level will decrease.

It's the same principle as having time limits in dungeons in games.

Zhuang Weiyang also sat down next to Zhao Shoujing to calm herself down.

The Sage Palace can not only be used to break through realms, but also help cultivators comprehend magic techniques.

"It's a good opportunity to try and see if we can learn a thing or two from other places where the Daoist tradition is passed down."

Zhuang Weiyang controlled her inner fire and let it recede, her thoughts constantly flashing through the knowledge she had learned in the academy.

Zhao Shoujing, who was standing to the side, took out a military book from his pocket.

"I humbly request that the military strategist Sun Tzu impart his teachings. Your student, Zhao Shoujing, respectfully thanks you!"

As the words fell, a statue of a general in the second row of Wu Kingdom statues slowly lit up.

The Art of War – Sun Tzu!

A moment later, the light faded, as if to say that Zhao Shoujing was not qualified.

However, Zhao Shoujing did not come away empty-handed.

The statues of all the martial arts practitioners in the third, fourth, and fifth rows trembled.

Seeing this, Zhuang Weiyang sighed inwardly:

"This Zhao Shoujing, carrying Sun Tzu's handwritten letter, may not have been able to entice the Sage of War to come in person, but he did manage to entice the generals under his command."

"Now, the aura of generals below the sage of war has been disrupted by Sun Tzu's handwritten books. If an ordinary student were to come, he would have no choice but to abandon the lineage of Sun Tzu and instead learn ordinary techniques of 'military aura' and 'military momentum'."

These two techniques, though their names sound intimidating, are actually the most basic military tactics.

Even if one did not learn these two methods in the palace of the sages, it is still very easy to understand them by oneself through military books.

Zhuang Weiyang ignored Zhao Shoujing; his goal, from beginning to end, was singular.

The Art of War – Sun Tzu!

Zhuang Weiyang has already mastered the "fire" technique, so of course she wants to find a way to collect the remaining three techniques.

The true legacy of the military strategist lies in the integration of the four arts.

Zhuang Weiyang released her "heart fire," and a great light shone from her heart, illuminating her entire body and conveying two sentences to those around her.

"There's nothing in this Wind, Fire, Mountain, and Forest..."

"Sun Tzu's Art of War is just so-so, how did he become a sage?"

This provocative tactic was something Zhuang Weiyang learned in a game in her previous life.

In games, the inheritance of spells is mostly based on luck. Some unlucky players, in their frustration, developed this method.

With a provocative intent, he drew the attention of sages and worthies, prompting them to come and discuss their ideas.

Victory grants the corresponding inheritance.

Failure would waste an opportunity to transmit the Dharma.

Of course, this method can only be used by practitioners of military strategy.

Since ancient times, there has been no first place in literature, but there is no second place in martial arts.

If you pursue the path of governance and provoke the sages, you will be kicked out immediately.

But the strategies of warfare are different.

If you disagree with me or are not convinced, that's fine.

Just show me your skills. We can discuss military strategy and tactics on paper. As long as what you say is correct, I will even pass on my techniques to you.

As expected, after Zhuang Weiyang's inner fire emitted a provocative intent, the statue of the Military Sage in the second row lit up again.

A beam of light shot out, its target aimed directly at Zhuang Weiyang's brow.

Zhuang Weiyang accepted it calmly without flinching or dodging.

"Finally, they fell for it."

……

Within the pitch-black sea of ​​consciousness, a large sphere of light flickered incessantly, and the tiny figure that Zhuang Weiyang had transformed into sat opposite it.

The orb of light flashed repeatedly, as if it were somewhat emotionally unstable.

In the blink of an eye, the information conveyed to Zhuang Weiyang was very direct.

Let's fight!

The troops are deployed and the two armies face off.

Produce a set of rules!

Zhuang Weiyang remained expressionless and replied:

"My training is not in military strategy, but I have studied many military texts. Although the Four Arts of the Military Sage are profound, but..."

"Focusing on external techniques will not lead to the true path."

The light from the large sphere faded and it stopped flashing.

Zhuang Weiyang was secretly puzzled.

Something's not right. Shouldn't he have asked me what the Great Dao is, and then I could have just made up some random thoughts and then taught me magic techniques?

Why isn't it lit up?

That's not how it is in the forum guides at all!

Zhuang Weiyang and Zhao Shoujing both closed their eyes and sat cross-legged in the Sage Palace.

Unseen by anyone, the statue of Sun Tzu, the master strategist, shone brightly.

The light gathered, transforming into rays that shone upon Zhuang Weiyang.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Zhuang Weiyang feigned confidence, awaiting the strategist's move.

A moment later, the sphere of light from the God of War shone brightly, and Zhuang Weiyang's sea of ​​consciousness lit up accordingly.

Mountains, grasslands, snow-capped peaks, rivers...

Countless scenes flashed continuously as the Sun God's light sphere transmitted a message to Zhuang Weiyang.

Very well, didn't you say there was nothing in the Wind, Fire, Mountain and Forest?

You decide the setting.

You decide the number of troops.

I'm going to teach you a lesson today, you little brat! Don't think you're so great just because you've opened up your own path!

You think you can enrich your own path with my four arts of Sun Tzu? You're still far from it!

"We deeply admire the sage of war!"

Zhuang Weiyang stood up, bowed, and then said:

"If the two armies were to clash, there would probably be no one in the world who could rival the Sage of War."

"When I said that the four arts of wind, fire, mountain, and forest are nothing special, I didn't mean that these four arts are not powerful."

"What I mean is that these four arts do not represent the way of war."

The Saint of War's Sphere of Light: "?"

Zhuang Weiyang smiled slightly, pressing her hands down as if to indicate that she should remain calm.

"I have heard of an army, made of ordinary men and generals, that won an impossible war."

"Everyone says that Sun Tzu, the strategist, was a genius in warfare."

"This junior only wishes to see if Sun Tzu, the master of war, could have achieved the same victory in this battle!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuang Weiyang immediately felt that she could control her own sea of ​​consciousness.

Normally, only those with a perfectly enlightened mind, whose inner fire illuminates the sea of ​​consciousness, possess this ability.

It's clear that Zhuang Weiyang's ability to control things is due to the assistance of Sun Tzu, the strategist.

There is only one purpose.

Set the questions.

Zhuang Weiyang carefully pondered her memories of her past life, and the scene within her sea of ​​consciousness immediately changed.

Scene: Snow-capped mountains.

Enemy forces: 3000.

Equipment: Several first-tier catapults of the Gongshu family, several first-tier thunder and fire chariots of the Gongshu family, and several first-tier wooden kites of the Mo family.

Our troop strength—100

Equipment: Ordinary bow and arrow, longsword.

Objective: To march 75 kilometers at full speed and hold off the enemy for 24 hours.

Zhuang Weiyang sketched and drew, and soon finished sketching all the scenes.

"Alright, Master of War, you may now perform."

The large sphere of light flickered, and mysterious auras emanated from it, enveloping the entire hundred-person team.

The Four Arts of the Military Sage – Swift as the Wind!

Covered in magic, the hundred-person team moved with incredible speed, as if aided by a god, sweeping away like a whirlwind towards their target, the snow-capped mountain.

"Wait a moment, Senior Master of War."

"?"

"This...you may not have heard correctly, it's mortals and mortal generals."

"Put away your Four Military Strategies for now."

The sphere of light trembled violently, and Zhuang Weiyang felt a slight dazzle within her sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he did not hear the message from the military strategist.

But he could tell.

Sun Tzu, the strategist, used some rather vulgar language in his criticisms.