What Kind of Death Are You Preparing For?

Professor Confucius's scheme was actually quite beneficial to him as well.

Huoran had humiliated humanity and ultimately ended up sacrificing himself to atone for his crimes. If news of this spread across the Barren Heaven Continent, then hardly any race would dare provoke his Small World again.

Professor Confucius had deliberately sent Huoran back to the Visiting Group to find someone to carry his final words home. In fact, he had also wanted this matter to spread!

After Huoran returned to the Visiting Group, someone came over and spoke with him in a low voice. Soon, a slight commotion broke out within the group.

Clearly, Huoran had told the cultivators in the Visiting Group about his decision and his deal with humanity.

Seeing that some of the cultivators in the Visiting Group were already impatiently cheering on the spot, one of the professors present sighed and said, "Professor Confucius, did you deliberately send Huoran back so he could experience the diversity of Intelligent Lifeforms?"

"I wonder whether seeing the cultivators beside him celebrating their escape from death will change his mind."

"Are you trying to test his humanity this way?"

Professor Confucius shook his head slightly. "You've misunderstood. I sent him back to the Visiting Group, but not because of that."

"An existence like him has an extremely resolute will. How could such a minor matter possibly shake it?"

"Perhaps seeing those celebrating cultivators has actually made him feel immensely gratified."

"After all, it was precisely because of his self-sacrifice that the others were able to escape alive."

"The happier they are, the more it affirms his sacrifice."

Another professor nearby slowly spoke after hearing this. "Indeed. That should be the way individuals among Intelligent Lifeforms with a spirit of contribution think."

"Or perhaps only cultivators with such a mindset