Seven Sages Novels & Stories

They all had white hair and beards, and were clad in long white robes as they descended with the air of gods. They were the seven Saber Saints of the Wudang Sect. Two centuries ago, the Wudang Sect had sent out seven elite pupils to achieve the highest level of sword skills in the world. This had even resulted in the sect master then naming them after the seven stars: Tavo, Ravo, Quavo, Flavo, Javo, Shavo and Bravo to form the Wudang Seven Swords. In the decades that followed, the Wudang Seven Swords had wandered around the world punishing the evil and rewarding the kind, and had left behind a legacy.

Sage cleared his throat, pulling all attention to him at once. “I already knew it was a mistake, because someone thought it wise to fill His Majesty’s head with foreign ideals.” “Careful.” Seth growled, half rising. “Why?” Sage continued without as much as a glance at Seth. “You came from unfamiliar lands and encouraged expansion beyond our borders,” he snapped. “You encouraged tolerance. Now we have a Silver North local girl sitting beside His Majesty and claiming to be Luna, while knowing nothing of our laws.” “I encouraged evolution,” Seth shot back. “You cling to decay. And I did not come from unfamiliar lands. You are just ignorant and un-exposed.”

The words of the seven sages, including Dark Sage, led Adrian to completely misjudge the situation of this world, believing that an incredibly terrifying existence lay beyond. It now seemed that Dark Sage and the others had either lied or had been deceived themselves. The motives behind those who deceived them were worth considering. Adrian and Lexie investigated this issue. However, as the youngest among the seven sages, Lexie was not well-versed in the knowledge Dark Sage shared, which was supposedly passed down through generations within a faction.

“None of them were about a gravestone or a hill.” “Wait, what was ‘Aram the Master Sage’ about?” Rhina asked. “I’ll tell it to you then. It goes along the lines of this: Thousands of years ago, an old sage lived on a seaside plain on the Great Sea City of Ajens. He was considered to be the wisest man to ever have walked the face of the earth. “Ever since Master Aram founded an institute of wisdom, hundreds of people from distant lands would travel to his humble little hut and beg him to share a bit of his knowledge with them. These people, after graduating from his course, would go on to be great rulers and fearless warriors.

Those destructions were caused by the battle of seven sacred humans who want to be the strongest human in the whole world. The seven sacred men were the seven greatest warriors of their time, swordsmen who have been able to surpass the limits of human strength. Their strength was even higher compared to a thousand great warriors of their time. They are no longer called warriors by the time, some people assume that they should be the Gods, but finally the people named them as the Earth Demons.

sage tells me in a voice I didn't recognize Her voice was laced with fear and her hands trembled "What do you mean, why should i?" I ask "Because she's a witch" sage answers Everyone in the room gasps in surprise including me but I still held her securely. "So what if she's a witch your one too" I say confused "It's not just about her being a witch she's different from me and other witches you know" "How so?" Mom asks "She's a sifer witch" Sage answers "What does that mean?" Brandon asks

He has a face of a young man but has white hair and a beard making him look similar to Albus Dumbledore or Gandalf. But I see no wrinkles anywhere to tell he is old, but if he knew Sera, he must be over 50 years old. Sages are different from witches. Sages hold not only great power but also knowledge as well. They also possess elements and connect with element spirits who they contract with. He's a powerful Elementalist.

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

The elders, wise and influential figures who held the stability of Equedore in their hands, were now gathering to discuss my fitness to succeed to the throne. As I entered the grand council chamber, the air was thick with unspoken tension. The elders, their faces etched with years of experience and unwavering loyalty to the crown, sat around the long, polished table. Their eyes, usually filled with respect, held cautious scrutiny as I took my place beside Papa. Elder Elara, her voice usually warm and comforting, was the first to speak. “Your Majesty,” she began, her gaze flickering towards me before returning to Papa, “the recent… incident involving Princess Isla has caused some concern amon