No one had seen Violet talent in the last five hundred years.
The last person with a Violet Rank wasn't just some overachieving disciple—they were an Elder, a Peak Head, and a spiritual powerhouse that legends gossiped about when they thought no one was listening.
'If a Violet Ranked talent appears today… they'll have the highest chance of becoming Patriarch,' Elder Nie Jing thought, heart cautiously brimming with hope.
All current Legacy Disciples were Indigo-ranked and already jockeying for the top job. Even the current Patriarch was Indigo.
But a Violet Rank?
That was like being struck by a golden meteor filled with destiny, enlightenment, and possibly a coupon for free enlightenment tea.
The other Violet-ranked Peak Head could've competed for the Patriarch's position, but his interests were... elsewhere. He preferred the finer things: ancient scriptures, obscure formations, and sipping immortal-grade tea on mountaintops while contemplating cloud shapes.
