World Peace.
Innocent as a child's babbling dream.
Yet, standing before Baili Qingfeng and sensing the fervent conviction radiating from him, not a single person was willing to speak up and stop him.
Wherever there were people, there would be grudges; wherever there were grudges, there would be conflict; wherever there was conflict, there would be jianghu.
This was an instinctive impulse deeply rooted in human nature.
As long as humans still existed, the world...
could never be peaceful!
Perhaps this was a beautiful dream.
Yet at this special moment, not one of the elders who had seen through everything spoke up to awaken him.
There was even a peculiar stir of emotion flowing through their hearts...
Scorching, searing.
"So... this is our next generation."
Dun Guang glanced at Baili Qingfeng, then at Bai Yi Sheng, and even thought of that boy, Bai Yuxiao, who had secretly uploaded the many cultivation techniques from his family to the internet...
In his eyes, what they were doing was destined to be a castle in the air, destined to be nothing more than flowers reflected in a mirror and the moon reflected in water, destined to end in failure. Yet the sincerity and passion they carried moved them despite themselves.
This...
was what it meant to be young.
"Qingfeng, have you really decided to do this? You should know that if you truly go through with it, you probably won't have a moment's peace for a long time to come."
After the meeting, Baili Changkong found Baili Qingfeng.
"I know."
Baili Qingfeng said, "I already have a plan. I hope to resolve this problem within three years."
"And what about after three years? Whether it's the Watchers League plan you mentioned earlier, or using your own credibility as collateral to safeguard the