"Without a Master, where will you get the Sacred Image?" Cloud Peng Sacred Supreme suddenly became anxious, "Don't let those rumors mislead you into thinking you can explore and find a Sacred Path on your own. I tell you, relying solely on the bloodline of a Grade D Saint won't be nearly enough to forge your own Sacred Path!"
"Every Sacred Path is either a groundbreaking route paved by generations of extraordinary talents or a branch derived from the Dao Book. Unless you're a born Taozi, maybe you can carve out a Sacred Path without a Sacred Image, but you would likely exhaust a lifetime of effort."
"But that's such a waste of talent. If you were a born Taozi, even the Taoist Master would beg to take you as a disciple. Living a hundred and thirty-six thousand years wouldn't sound appealing?"
Cloud Peng Sacred Supreme rambled on with only one purpose: to persuade Wang Shouzhe to become his disciple.
