"Then tell me, how can I get this righteous wind blowing? At the very least, I need to let your Martial Uncle Li see my methods of governance. Otherwise, wouldn't I be like the old jar of pickled vegetables you mentioned? No matter how good I am, your Martial Uncle Li might never know..." Li Tianjing looked at me pensively.
I thought for a moment before saying, "Master, if you want to get this righteous wind blowing, the lower the level, the better. There are countless immortals at the grassroots level. Once word spreads by word of mouth, its momentum will be like a prairie fire. By then, the immortals of the Tianjing Sect will truly recognize you as their sect master. If you merely issue orders to the Enforcement Hall and the like, not only will ordinary disciples remain unaware, but by the time those orders reach the bottom, they may not even be carried out. Master, you don't know how dark things are down there. There are so many cases of people professing obedience while secretly defying orders that they can't be counted. Your order might be forgotten in the back of their minds within a few days. So once your glorious deeds spread among the lower ranks, the grand elders above will also see your determination. By then, how would they dare act against the righteous path?"
"Mm, not bad. You little rascal are quite the clever one. Now that you've put it that way, I understand. But when it comes to matters at the bottom, how can we make them spread like a prairie fire?" Li Tianjing couldn't grasp the key to it.
"Master, that's easy. Disguise yourself as an ordinary disciple like me and go with me to settle injustices. Once the matter is resolved,