"Haha! What a bunch of noisy guys. But no matter what they say, it won't affect my glorious image. No matter how many tis I read it, I am indeed the most handso and most beloved by the master."
The speaker was the Scripture of Light, a scripture ford by the Dao of Light. It radiated a dazzling glow, appearing to be the most resplendent existence among all the Dao Scriptures.
Floating high in the sky with an air of superiority, it illuminated everything beneath it.
It was extrely narcissistic. The power of light continuously ford a massive mirror around it, reflecting its entire body from every angle, allowing it to admire itself in perfect 360-degree clarity.
"Oh, look at this flawless cover, this perfect posture, this impeccable script, and this divine structure. Everything about is perfection itself. Chaos is so unfair! How can it create such a perfect Dao Scriptures like ? How will the other Dao Scriptures survive in my presence? Tell , is it a sin to be this beautiful?"
The Scripture of Light basked in its own radiance, lost in self-admiration.
"Why does fire burn? Why does water moisten? Why does earth form land? Why does tal beco weapons, and why does wood grow from the land? Why is chaos nothingness? And why do the Scripture of Fire and the Scripture of Water always fight?"
At that mont, the Scripture of Wisdom, ford by the Dao of Wisdom, approached, shaking its head. Its eyes were filled with curiosity and endless questions, as if it embodied the very essence of inquiry.
"By the way, Scripture of Light, do you know why?"
The Scripture of Wisdom looked up and asked with genuine curiosity.
"What? You're saying I'm handso? You're absolutely right! I am, without a doubt, the most handso Dao Scripture."
The Scripture of Light burst into laughter, placing its hands on its hips. It had completely misheard the Scripture of Wisdom, replacing its words with complints.
"..."
A black line appeared on the Scripture of Wisdom's taphorical forehead. It silently concluded that the Scripture of Light was ntally impaired and completely incapable of communication. How foolish it had been to attempt a conversation with this idiot. It seed its own wisdom had montarily failed.
"Scripture of Wisdom! Do you want to sing? Music is the most beautiful thing in this world! Sing with !"
The Scripture of Sound, ford by the Dao of Sound, suddenly rushed over and grabbed the Scripture of Wisdom.
"No! I don't like singing."
Upon seeing the Scripture of Sound approaching, the Scripture of Wisdom's expression changed instantly, and it tried to escape.
"What's the rush? Just listen to my beautiful singing, and you will understand the true essence of sound."
The Scripture of Sound bead with enthusiasm.
"No, don't sing!"
The Scripture of Wisdom's face turned pale as it desperately tried to stop the Scripture of Sound. It knew exactly how terrifying its singing voice was, but it was too late.
"OOOHHH OOOHHH OHHH~~~!"
In an instant, the Scripture of Sound opened its taphorical mouth and began to sing. But instead of a lodious tune, what ca out was akin to the sound of a pig being slaughtered, the screeching of tal scraping against tal, and the relentless grinding of wood being sawed apart.
It was torture. True, unfiltered torture.
Even under the influence of the Scripture of Sound's power, covering one's ears was useless. The sound pierced through all barriers, invading the mind like an inescapable curse.
"NOOOOO!!!"
The Scripture of Wisdom barely had ti to scream before it collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Yet, the Scripture of Sound remained blissfully unaware of its suffering. Fully imrsed in its own "beautiful" voice, it continued to sing, utterly indifferent to whether others could endure it or not.
In another corner of the realm, dozens of Daoist scriptures gathered together, sitting in a peaceful circle, engaging in philosophical discussions.
"What a bunch of rude and reckless scriptures. Don't they understand the value of peace and quiet? They lack kindness and wisdom. Rember, you must never beco like those brutes, fighting all day long and accomplishing nothing."
The speaker was the Scripture of Kindness, ford by the Dao of Kindness. It carried itself like a divine teacher, educating the younger scriptures around it.
"As expected of our great leader! Your heart is vast and benevolent, unlike those crude and violent Dao scriptures."
The younger scriptures around it praised endlessly.
Boom!
Before the Scripture of Kindness could continue speaking, a kettle suddenly flew from the distance, striking it directly on the head. Water poured down, drenching it completely.
"Those bastards! How dare they treat the boss like this?! I'll tear them apart!"
The Scripture of Wrath, ford by the Dao of Anger, roared in fury. Its temper was short, and it could not tolerate any offense to its leader.
"Calm yourself! What did I just say? We must be patient and kind. Anger is a loss. They didn't an to do it. We must forgive them with a broad heart."
The Scripture of Kindness wiped the water from its head and gently picked up the kettle, wearing an expression of boundless compassion, as if it had forgiven all sins in the universe.
"As expected of the boss! Your tolerance is beyond divine!"
The younger scriptures were in awe.
Boom!
Before their admiration could settle, a stone table suddenly flew from a distance and smashed directly onto the head of the Scripture of Kindness, shattering into countless pieces.
"Boss! They're doing it on purpose! This cannot be tolerated!"
The Scripture of Wrath roared once more, ready to strike back.
"Stop! What are you doing? Have you forgotten what I just said? If we beco angry, we lose.
No matter how excessive their actions are, we must remain kind.
If the enemy strikes us on the left cheek, then we must offer the right cheek as well. Only then will they understand the true aning of forgiveness."
The Scripture of Kindness spoke earnestly, exuding a divine aura of patience.
"Boss, your wisdom is too profound!"
Hearing this, the Scripture of Wrath imdiately cald down, filled with admiration. The other scriptures also nodded in agreent, fully convinced of their leader's righteousness.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, a gigantic teorite suddenly ca hurtling from the sky, whistling through the air, and crashed directly onto the head of the Scripture of Kindness with trendous force.
"BOSS!!!"
A collective cry of alarm erupted from the younger scriptures.
Boom!
In an instant, the Scripture of Kindness moved. It jumped into the air, clenched its taphorical fist, and shattered the teorite into dust with a single punch.
"THAT'S IT!!!"
Its patience had reached its limit.
"Even a clay statue has its limits! Do they think they can bully just because I'm kind?! Do they take my patience for weakness?!
Listen up! Get your weapons ready! We're going to teach these bastards a lesson they'll never forget!"
The Scripture of Kindness roared in fury, its earlier compassion completely abandoned.
"Boss... didn't you just tell us to be kind?"
The Scripture of Wrath and the younger scriptures stared in disbelief.
"I am kind! But sending these idiots to the afterlife is the greatest act of kindness! They threw a teorite at ! That's attempted murder!
Today, we fight! If we don't beat them into submission, they'll never know who the real boss is!"
"YES, SIR!!!"
The younger scriptures charged forward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
And just like that, the entire battlefield descended into utter chaos.
A war among the Dao scriptures had begun.
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