Rui’s eyes widened as he read through the Beggar Sage’s account of the Divine Doctor’s life.

This was not what he expected.

“…The Divine Doctor, the Beggar Sage, and the Psycher conquered death together?” Rui whispered, stunned.

The Beggar Sage did not specify the mechanics of the soul transferring, which Rui expected. Functional immortality was sought after even more than the power of prophecy. Any information regarding it was priceless.

He continued reading on through the account of the Divine Doctor.

Once he grew immortal, the Divine Doctor spent his days looking for greater and greater hurdles to cure.

He had already cured death.

Now, he sought to cure diseases and conditions worse than death.

He spent his days traveling across all of human civilization in search of medical conditions and patients that could challenge his transcendent medical prowess.

At the moment, according to the Beggar Sage, the Divine Doctor was undertaking the greatest challenge that ever existed. The greatest challenge that would ever exist. The greatest challenge possible. A feat worthy of the gods should he successfully overcome.

He was in the Beast Domain, pursuing the diagnosis for this particular patient.

There were many more details, but they weren’t nearly as important.

‘So basically, the Divine Doctor is to medicine what I am to my Martial Path,’ Rui mused, realizing that they might have more in common than he had considered.

He frowned as he read the next sentence

[PS: This is extra information that you might find interesting, but you’ll owe me one if you want to read it, and trust me, I’ll know if you choose to. This information is tangentially related to this topic and particularly relevant to you, so consider it. Oh, and my favor is not going to be unreasonable. It’s actually quite easy for you, but it is something only you can do.]

Rui scowled at the message from the Beggar Sage that came after the life story of the Divine Doctor.

Information relevant to him?

He narrowed his eyes. The Beggar’s Sect could be sneaky, but it did not lie through its teeth when it came to the information it sold. Credibility and reputation were priceless in the intelligence community. If there was even a hint of deception in the information it sold, then its credibility would go down the drain, and it would lose a lot of business.

“Fine.” He muttered before continuing on.

Their many combined efforts, led by the Divine Doctor, to gain immortality yielded fruit.

It worked.

They had become immortal, living on from long before the Age of Martial Art, before the longevity potions of humanity were created, until the modern day.

The question that had begged them after they gained immortality was what they ought to do with the method of immortality.

Keep it to themselves?

It was tempting, but they had decided not to.

They were not the only ones worthy of immortality. Albeit very minutely few, there were others who were like them, gifted in mind with the power to change humanity forever. They kept their eyes out for such individuals.

Gifted geniuses with extraordinary minds.

The Scrier.

The Astromind.

The Esoterist.

They bestowed the gift of immortality upon each of them, allowing them to spread their gifts across humanity forever.

The Beggar Sage created the Beggar Sect that would allow him to find and locate geniuses of mind around the world, marking them as potential candidates for immortality to approach when they came to the end of their lifespan.

Unbeknownst to him, one of the chosen candidates was…

special.

The Martial.