A week later, Wenren Sheng finally revealed his true intentions.
He began instilling the real theories into everyone.
"How does one become a noble person?"
"How does one attain immortality?"
"Stones and wild grass..."
"Strategy and tactics."
The Holy Maiden outside the door finally understood.
This man was planning a rebellion! Wait, the Saintly Teaching had rebellion in its blood to begin with. Otherwise, why wouldn't it cooperate with the imperial court? Still, someone had finally found it unbearable.
When Wenren Sheng spoke of how social wealth should be redistributed, the Sixth Hall Master could not hold back any longer and barged in. "You Demon Person, where did you come from? How dare you use evil arts to bewitch the disciples of our Saintly Teaching? Redistribute wealth? Why should poor peasants get to seize other people's land?"
Wenren Sheng glanced at him. "Hearing you speak, I thought you were some great Confucian scholar with a library's worth of knowledge. Xiao Quan, go ask whether his head is ripe yet."
"Yes, Teacher." With a whoosh, Quan Sect Leader crossed the grand hall, dozens of meters wide, in a single second and appeared behind the Sixth Hall Master.
Only then did the Sixth Hall Master come to his senses.
The other man was indeed a Demon Person, but he had already gained control of the highest martial force within the sect—the Sect Leader himself.
He immediately regretted it and no longer dared to meddle in this muddy affair.
But if he did not meddle, was he supposed to let this man drag the Saintly Teaching into opposition against the imperial court and the gentry of the realm? Would that not destroy the foundation of the Saintly Teaching?
Just as his mind descended into chaos, Quan Sect Leader fixed his eyes on him