One Person Makes Three Copies

Li Junzi's face revealed a slightly gentle smile, signaling to the surrounding crowd not to worry.

"I am not a fool either. I naturally know what can and cannot be done."

Hearing this, Yun Chuan breathed a small sigh of relief. His reaction had been somewhat intense purely because this Li Junzi sometimes had a bit too much courage.

There were things that he, a Golden Core Master, wouldn't dare to guarantee or handle, yet this Confucian cultivator, who was only a Grand Scholar, was willing to take on.

Regarding the common people, if there was any other way, this Li Junzi would not easily choose to give up.

When danger was encountered, she truly stepped forward; when tasks arose, she never shirked them.

Her conduct was upright and honorable. Whenever she acted, she would explain the stakes clearly. Those willing could join, and those unwilling could also understand.

One could only say she lived up to her name—a woman and a gentleman.

Li Junzi's tone was calm and soft as she said:

"Before coming here, I also inquired and understood the situation. The foundation of the Buddhist sect in the Central Continent is rooted in the True Sound Dharma Temple. You have all worked hard for many days and deserve some rest. Our next step requires us to head towards the True Sound Dharma Temple."

"What we can do within our power ends here. I also have someone I wish to return and see. Here, I also thank you all for your care along the journey."

Yun Chuan grinned and said, "Those words sound a bit too distant. Anyway, I truly consider you a friend. We people from the Western Oxen Continent never care much for this soft, polite talk; it always sounds like you're brushing someone off."

"The Western Oxen Continent is full of rough folk, and there aren't many Confucian cultivators there either. Before, my impression of Confucian cultivators was mostly that they were just mortals who only knew how to recite grand principles."

"Meeting you, I finally understand that Confucian cultivators can be more open and aboveboard than regular cultivators, and their methods are no less formidable. You were willing to enter dangerous situations just to save people. Having made a friend like you is my honor."

Upon hearing this, Li Junzi did not decline or say anything modest.

The group also felt that they could temporarily withdraw from this perilous region, and the nerves that had been tightly wound finally relaxed a little.

They also began to chat idly.

They talked about the places they were going, what they would do next, and recalled past embarrassments.

Li Junzi occasionally chimed in with a word or two, listening quietly.

She remembered something, her gaze suddenly lifting to look at the bright moon.

The final debate on Gentleman Mountain lasted two days. When it ended, the bright moon was as clear and bright as it was tonight.

She had also narrowly won by a small margin, and her Grand Scholar realm had greatly improved.

Gentleman Mountain had even set up a separate lecture hall for her, accommodating her somewhat unique doctrines.

That day, she was very happy, but there was no one to share that joy with.

That day, she was also somewhat lost. She was already a top-tier Grand Scholar, yet the path to becoming a Secondary Sage remained distant and unclear.

Honoring Gentleman Mountain's request, she spent some time expounding her doctrines in the lecture hall.

Li Junzi also felt somewhat ready to let go. After fulfilling Gentleman Mountain's request, her initial plan was to return and see Luo Yu, whom she hadn't met for a long time, to make up for the regret of their last missed meeting.

After all, she had promised Chu Xingchen that she would come again when she had time.

However, on her way, Li Junzi witnessed many people from the Western Oxen Continent fleeing towards the Southern Continent.

She saw adults and children, bringing their families, gaunt and emaciated, so drained they couldn't even shed tears.

Li Junzi inquired about the reason and learned the truth.

Studying is for oneself, but one must also understand the compassion within the books.

If cultivators can face great calamities, why should Confucian cultivators retreat?

Li Junzi does not believe that this world belongs only to cultivators.

With the situation unclear, Li Junzi decided to first go alone to the Western Oxen Continent to see what was really happening.

She just never expected the chaos and devastation in the Western Oxen Continent to be so severe.

She came, only to find there wasn't much she could do, and leaving was no easy task either.

Confucian cultivators are indeed just a tiny strand in this world. The principles in one's heart are not something everyone will listen to, nor will every living being heed them.

Li Junzi also felt somewhat startled. She had once lived in her own small world, where what she believed to be right seemed right, and what she felt was wrong was naturally labeled as such.

Back then, Luo Yu's decision to seek immortality was right.

If she had come, she could probably have done better than the current Li Junzi.

The principles spoken by cultivators in this world may not be the most correct, but they are certainly the loudest.

If you can't find the book by searching its title, try searching the author's name. Maybe it's just been renamed!

The path to Secondary Sage is too far, seemingly so distant that even the current Li Junzi cannot see clearly how to proceed.

But fortunately.

Luo Yu was not held back by her and went to cultivate immortality.

Li Junzi withdrew her gaze. Regarding the matter of the Western Oxen Continent, even if her strength is meager, she will contribute what she can.

When she reaches the True Sound Dharma Temple, she will also use her own methods to try and support the Western Oxen Continent.

Golden Mountain Shines.

Chu Xingchen's figure landed. Before he could even look for his disciples to see if they were still alive and kicking and causing trouble, Yanyun, who had been waiting here, directly intercepted him.

Yanyun glanced at Chu Xingchen returning alone and asked with a frown,

"You didn't find Xu Jin, that's one thing, but how did you manage to lose Senior Uncle Bai as well?"

"How would I have the ability to lose your Senior Uncle Bai? I'd be thanking heaven and earth if she didn't leave me behind on the road," Chu Xingchen waved his hand, casually setting up a soundproof barrier as he said,

"Pusa Man discovered something quite significant."

Hearing this, Yanyun perked up, his gaze questioning.

Chu Xingchen then gave a rough account of the whole story.

The plan for Bai Xuanling to enter the tomb mound alone was naturally vetoed. Who knew if there were any sinister things inside that could disturb one's mind? Although it might be a bit of a drag, they still had to enter together.

The situation inside was somewhat unexpected, but still within reason—it was just a hollowed-out tomb mound, with only the ritual mechanism for opening and closing the door remaining.

They had even taken everything but the paving bricks on the floor.

Along the way, there were no traps or people, not even any spiritual energy to speak of—it was nearly depleted.

The three of them traveled together. Before Chu Xingchen could finish consulting Xu Jin about the tasting methods for live-roasted mice, they reached the deepest part.

Naturally, the consultation wasn't finished. Chu Xingchen felt at least seventy percent of the reason was Xu Jin's stubbornness, and the remaining thirty percent was his stinginess.

However, having reached the end, the topic could only be shelved.

It was an extremely unique burial chamber.

There was no coffin, only scattered bones on the floor, crushed to dust.

Unique arrays were arranged around. Later investigations revealed that these ritual mechanisms were directly connected to the ritual barrier over the Endless Sea.

The ritual setup was ingenious, so ingenious that both Bai Xuanling and Xu Jin wanted to copy it to record in their sect's archives.

Although Bai Xuanling wanted to copy it, she didn't.

After all, as a Tribulation Crossing powerhouse, doing some things personally would be a bit beneath her status.

Chu Xingchen, recognized by the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect as the savior, also felt copying it himself would be beneath his status.

Thus, the ordinary, yet core disciple of the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect—Xu Jin—copied three sets by himself.

The array was ingenious.

Only at the array's eye, the core was missing.

But the residual Dao Rhyme from the core, not yet completely dispersed, allowed the three of them to understand with a simple sensing what the missing core was.

The Heaven's Dao's lost Rule Crystal.

Bai Xuanling, as a Tribulation Crossing cultivator, had the deepest comprehension of the Great Dao and made a judgment on the attribute of the missing core.

Flesh, Blood, and Spirit.

The master of this secret realm intentionally set the entrance to require blood essence and spiritual power to open.

In reality, that was just a disguise and a deception.

All spiritual energy and blood qi fed into it will be absorbed by the grand formation, converging at the core of the formation's eye to supply and drive the Rule Crystal, enabling this fallen Tribulation Transcension cultivator to rebuild his physical form and spiritual essence.

Thus achieving rebirth.

While ordinary cultivators covet the secret treasures within the secret realm, this Tribulation Transcension Great Authority covets their blood qi and spiritual energy.

Bai Xuanling even surmised that if successful, this individual might obtain a physical form most attuned to the Great Dao.

The idea is bold and mad, and the logic seems to be tightly interlocked.