In this world, there were countless illiterate people, just like in Xiushui Village.
He couldn't do much at the moment, so he thought he could start with the village where he was born.
"Aren't you afraid of delaying your cultivation?" Lin Xiao asked.
Sun Yigao pondered for a moment before answering him:
"I just think that cultivation is not something that happens overnight. It's just like reading. I study for my ideals, and I cultivate for my ideals, but my ideal itself is not cultivation. Therefore, I don't consider this a delay."
Hearing this, Lin Xiao knew that he must have thought about this idea for a long time.
He was very happy to see Yigao have such pursuits.
"If you have thought it through clearly, then I am fully in favor of your idea! By the way, if you don't have a suitable place to teach, I will build one for you at the foot of our sect's mountain. What do you think?"
Hearing him finish, Sun Yigao did not refuse. He smiled and said:
"If that's the case, it couldn't be better. This way, this private school can be considered an external construction project for our sect, as my contribution to the sect. How about that?"
How could Lin Xiao disagree? He immediately nodded repeatedly:
"If you are willing, that would be wonderful. This can also be considered as developing the potential strength of our sect!"
Ding! Congratulations to the host for independently unlocking the Sect Construction Quest: Surrounding Construction (1). An excellent sect cannot do without the support of potential talents from the surrounding environment. Please build a private school around the sect that can provide a learning environment for the surrounding people.
Hearing the sudden notification sound from the system in his mind, he suddenly thought of something else. His eyes lit up as he said to Sun Yigao:
"Speaking of which, I suddenly have an idea, but I don't know what you think."
"What is it?" Sun Yigao asked curiously.
"I was thinking, if you agree, how about we take some of our sect's low-tier mental cultivation methods and teach them to the students who come to the private school? I can make more copies of those manuals so you won't have to transcribe them."
Hearing his words, Sun Yigao was somewhat surprised.
He hadn't expected Lin Xiao to be willing to give those mental cultivation methods to the students to learn.
After all, in this era, books were extremely precious. Apart from the court-designated textbooks required for the imperial examinations, which had printed versions available in bookstores, people would not easily bring out many rare books to share with others.
Sun Yigao had also flipped through the low-tier mental cultivation methods, which Lin Xiao called B-rank, on the bookshelves of the cultivation room during his leisure time. After reading them, he believed that although these manuals were slightly inferior to the high-tier Earth-rank and low-tier Heaven-rank manuals they cultivated, they contained many philosophies that were highly worthy of study and discussion. If placed outside, these books could be considered extremely valuable. Not to mention, these were manuals that could actually be used for cultivation.
However, Lin Xiao felt that it was a bit of a pity to leave these books gathering dust in the sect.
He thought it would be nice to select some suitable ones and place them in the private school for others to read and learn from.
Moreover, he had a little ulterior motive regarding this matter.
He whispered to Sun Yigao:
"If, as they learn, the children in our village subtly begin to cultivate, won't we have a reserve of talents for our sect when the time comes?"
Hearing this, Sun Yigao could not help but smile:
"If the Sect Master has no objections, I would naturally be very happy to see it happen. Although those manuals are called low-tier, I think they are also excellent books. It's just that since they are not members of our sect, can they learn those manuals?"
Lin Xiao had actually forgotten about this point. He immediately consulted the system in his mind.
The sect's mental cultivation methods are all normal books and can be learned by anyone who is not from the sect. However, if they are not from the sect, they cannot gain cultivation progress by practicing these methods.
After hearing this, Lin Xiao understood.
In other words, it was completely fine to use these manuals as textbooks; it was just that those who studied them could not actually cultivate using these methods.
Thus, Lin Xiao explained this to Sun Yigao. After hearing it, Sun Yigao felt that this was also quite good. This way, he didn't need to worry about whether the sect's manuals would be stolen by people with ulterior motives.
Thus, after the two discussed and agreed, building a private school was added to Lin Xiao's plans.
Inside the Lingxian Sect.
Recently, with Lin Xiao absent, everyone on the mountain lived a very regular life.
After their unwavering morning cultivation sessions, everyone basically stopped doing other chores recently. They all ran to the alchemy room, talisman crafting room, artifact forging hall, and array formation hall respectively.
Lin Xiao had placed the four basic encyclopedias in there, and recently Yang Jinshu had also copied a few out, so everyone no longer needed to share a single book among a group.
After Senior Liao explained some basic alchemy principles to everyone a couple of days ago, he was drawn to the Origin Heart Sutra and began locking himself in his room to study it intently.
Anyway, recently, everyone had pretty much asked all the cultivation questions they needed to ask, and he felt that there wasn't much need for him for the time being.
Meanwhile, Mo Yuanjiao's recent cultivation progress was advancing by leaps and bounds.
Just yesterday, he had successfully advanced to the third level of Qi Refining.
Mo Que, who was still struggling at the first level of Qi Refining, watched his young master cultivate at such a rapid pace. While feeling very gratified for his young master, he was also frustrated with his own slow cultivation.
After advancing to the third level of Qi Refining, Mo Yuanjiao finally remembered that he should write a letter home.
So he took out the paper and pen he had brought, ran to his room, and began to detail his experiences along the way in the letter.
After finishing the letter, he took out the General's Manor stamp, sealed the envelope with wax, and then had Mo Que send the letter back.
What Mo Yuanjiao didn't know was that at this moment, in Anqun County, hundreds of miles away, a middle-aged man at the ninth level of Qi Refining had been stranded in the county for many days.
This middle-aged man at the ninth level of Qi Refining was named Chen Feng. He was the disciple specifically sent by the Shangyang Sect to receive Mo Yuanjiao after receiving Song Jusheng's message.
He figured that since Mo Yuanjiao was a young master from the General's Manor, he must be sightseeing along the way and certainly wouldn't travel fast.
Therefore, after receiving the sect's mission, he unhurriedly arrived at Anqun County, the easternmost part of the Pusi Kingdom, just over ten days ago.
He thought that since Mo Yuanjiao was a young master, once he arrived in Anqun County and realized there were no decent county towns further ahead, he would definitely stay in Anqun County for a while.
So he waited here very leisurely. With nothing to do every day, he wandered around the county town gates and the city, and even occasionally visited the secret prostitutes in the deep, dark alleys.
He was completely unaware that the person the sect wanted him to receive had already passed through Anqun County a day before his arrival, rushing non-stop to Cuifeng Town.
It wasn't until Chen Feng had waited in Anqun County for over a month without seeing any sign of Mo Yuanjiao that he began to get a little anxious.
Why hasn't Mo Yuanjiao arrived yet! Could he have taken the wrong path?
He began to feel a swell of annoyance toward this junior martial brother he had yet to even meet. How could someone manage to get lost on a simple journey? Wasn't this just delaying his sect mission?
The reward for this assignment was a full fifty spirit stones!
With that in mind, Chen Feng could no longer sit still. After waiting in Anqun County for a few more days without seeing a trace of him, he left the county and set off to search along the route Mo Yuanjiao would have likely taken from the capital.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
