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.

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!