novelraw Chapter 991
Chapter 991
"Ding, as the host has occupied the Literary Realm and disrupted the Tribulation Land, the future course of the Great Tribulation will be altered!"
While Qin Wudao was full of confusion, the system's voice rang out again.
"Even the Great Tribulation can be altered?" Qin Wudao asked.
This time, the system did not reply, and after a long silence, Qin Wudao finally smiled wryly.
He realized he had asked a foolish question.
In this world, what cannot be changed?
When one is powerful enough, not to mention the Great Tribulation, even time and space, life and death, and the entirety of the heavens and the myriad worlds can be changed.
"The change of the Great Tribulation, I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse!"
Qin Wudao mused to himself, focusing his attention on Mencius with a solemn and expectant expression: "System, summon Mencius!"
Mencius!
An important figure in Confucianism, the legendary figure who first proposed the idea of 'people are of greater importance than the ruler,' and was posthumously honored as the Sub-sage.
Boom!
Over the territory of the Qin Dynasty's celestial court, an immeasurable literary aura emerged, obscuring the sky and covering the starry sky.
A dense and mighty righteous energy descended from the heavens, enveloping the universe.
"A powerful figure of the Literary Dao has descended!"
Countless scholars raised their heads, gazing at the sky and said.
"When in poverty, maintain one's integrity alone; when prosperous, benefit the world!"
"A man's trouble lies in the desire to be a teacher to others!"
"A gentleman does not complain against Heaven, nor does he blame others!"
"Born in hardship and die in comfort!"
...
In the unseen realm, a supreme being was imparting the grand dao, delighting innumerable literary cultivators, as if they were entering a state of enlightenment; the previously obscure and difficult Literary Dao suddenly became clear.
"These are... the words of that person!"
Zhuge Liang, Xiao He, Zhao Yun, Yue Fei, and others raised their heads in shock, hurriedly rising to pay their respects.
In the sky above, amidst the mighty righteous energy, a man in Confucian attire appeared, his face calm, with wisdom beyond the mundane, comprehending the truths of the world.
"Subject Mencius, pays respects to Your Majesty!"
...
Name: Mencius!
Cultivation Level: Early Immortal Emperor!
Cultivation Technique: "Confucian Code"!
Divine Skills: Confucian Dao Sword, Mighty Righteous Energy, Sage's Might, Confucian world in Palm, Holy Sound Preaching...
Introduction: Known as Ming Ke, styled Ziyu, from the state of Zou, a philosopher, thinker, and educator during the Warring States period, a representative figure of the Confucian school between Confucius and Xunzi, and with Confucius, known as 'Kong Meng.'
In the imperial study, Qin Wudao was examining Mencius's introduction and was delighted to find that Mencius possessed the cultivation level of an Immortal Emperor.
It's not easy!
The Qin Dynasty's celestial court has finally evolved to have a top-level stronghold!
"Issue a decree, appoint Mencius as the deputy chief of Confucianism, with honorary first rank!"
After reading the introduction, Qin Wudao commanded loudly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Mencius respectfully saluted, his expression devoid of joy or sorrow, with an endless literary talent circulating around him, like an embodiment of the Literary Dao.
...
Half a day later.
The result of the Qin Dynasty's celestial court and the Literary Realm's discourse spread throughout the great world, causing a sensation among countless forces.
At the same time, it was revealed that the Literature Ancestor deceived the literary lineage, the Literary Master plagiarized the works of the ancestors, and the Poetry Ancestor occupied immortal poems, causing the reputation of the Literary Realm to plummet to the bottom.
"What should we do now!"
In a certain medium world, there was a pavilion of the Literary Realm, where over a thousand scholars were gathered, their faces haggard, their eyes empty, as if they had suffered a severe blow.
In the central hall, a few figures were seated, including the Grand Elder of the Academy, who said in a deep voice.
Having failed in the discourse, they naturally could not stay in the Literary Realm.
So they migrated here.
"What can we do? Once worshiped by millions of scholars, now only over a thousand remain, what else can be hoped for, let's live our days in peace..."
The Grand Elder of the Academy sighed, his tone filled with desolation.
After the discourse ended, some left the Wen Palace, and after they moved out of the Literary Realm, only over a thousand remained, fewer even than a small family.
Moreover, the most fatal thing was that the Wen Palace had no future.
With the Wen Palace's scandals exposed, who in the world would still want to join the Wen Palace?
"What does it matter if only a thousand remain?"
At this moment, a young figure entered the main hall, speaking with determination: "The Wen Palace has been passed down for several eras, how can it perish in our hands?"
The Grand Elder of the Academy looked up, glanced at the newcomer, shook his head, and said: "Stop joking, with what will you revive the Wen Palace?"
The person before him was a direct descendant of the Literary Master.
But not valued, considered a marginal figure.
Named Literature Destiny!
"With my talent!"
Literature Destiny smiled slightly, a void breaking open behind him, revealing a figure in a white literary robe, holding a brush, writing the annals of ages.
The aura of a Daluo Golden Immortal swept the hall, shocking everyone present.
"The Dharma of the Literature Ancestor!"
The Grand Elder of the Academy exclaimed, his expression changing, bowing as he said: "I am willing to pledge allegiance to the Young Master!"
As an elder of the Wen Palace, he naturally did not wish to see the Wen Palace become history.
"And you all?"
Literature Destiny looked at the others, asking calmly.
"We are willing to pledge allegiance to the Young Master!"
Everyone exchanged glances and respectfully saluted.
"That's excellent!"
"Rest assured, esteemed elders, it won't be long before you are grateful for your decision!"
A smile appeared on Literature Destiny's face, and a hint of tribulation force flashed in his bright eyes, containing endless death, as if the gates of hell had been opened.
No one knew that in his dantian, a black shadow was coiled.
If the Literature Ancestor were present, he would surely be shocked to find that the 'Dragon Slayer Technique' he had obtained was only a small part of the black shadow's inheritance.
....
Hall of All Clans.
Emperor Tian, looking at the Literary Master whose dantian was shattered and life hanging by a thread, hesitated for a moment, then took out a 'Holy Pill' and fed it to the latter.
The 'Holy Pill' entered the body, producing countless wisps of primordial dao rules, enveloping the Literary Master's body, beginning to expel the punishment power of the heavens' literary lineage, repairing the dantian, and healing the injuries.
"Consider yourself lucky!"
Emperor Tian stood to the side, his heart bleeding.
He had obtained a total of ten Holy Pills, and in such a short time, he had already used three.
"Where am I?"
The effect of the 'Holy Pill' was strong.
Before long, the Literary Master woke up, looking at the grand hall, weakly asked.
"Hall of All Clans!"
Emperor Tian said irritably.
The Literary Master turned his head, speaking to Emperor Tian: "The Emperor saved me, but it must be to translate the ancient demon scripts?"
Emperor Tian nodded honestly.
If the Literary Master were of no value, he would not have intervened to save him, let alone use such precious 'Holy Pills.'
"I can translate, but the Emperor must promise me one condition, that is to destroy the Qin Dynasty's celestial court and bathe the Qin literary dao in blood ten times over!"
The Literary Master widened his eyes, full of killing intent, his cold voice sending chills down the spine.
Emperor Tian did not hesitate, coldly saying: "Tomorrow, I will have someone bring the ancient demon script cultivation technique. As for your condition, it is not worth mentioning. I want the people of the Qin Dynasty's celestial court to be eradicated!"
...
"Little book, this Qin Dynasty celestial court is indeed formidable. I want to make friends with the King of Qin, what do you think?"
In a certain starry sky, a rough-clothed youth, hands behind his back, with an ancient book on his head, walked leisurely as if strolling in a courtyard, but each step traversed a starfield.
He looked in the direction of the Great Profound Sky's great world, revealing a bright smile.