Seeking the Dao, Fighting for Life-The Will of Doctrines!

"Seeking the Way is like fighting for one's life; they spare no time, day or night. No wonder they are so impatient."

At the entrance of the alley, inside the sedan chair.

Wang Fu, who had just returned from the Imperial Palace, raised his hand to lift the curtain and cast his gaze upon the city. He swept his eyes across the halo that illuminated most of the city, shook his head slightly, and then turned his gaze to the raging tide of Human Path in the Void!

"This wave came too suddenly; even I can't help but want to investigate it thoroughly."

On the other side, Ma Yang, who had already returned to his residence, stood in the courtyard, looking at the beams of light, remaining silent.

At this moment, a tall, slender young man with a long sword at his waist walked out of the house and said with a smile, "Does Master also intend to follow those many Grand Confucian to investigate Qiu Yan's true nature?"

"If you wish to investigate further, you may do so yourself," Ma Yang said, turning his gaze to the young man as he walked towards the cellar. "However, if you have some patience, you can ask Shen Zhi for advice in Shen Zhi when he comes to your residence in a couple of days."

The young man known as "Weisheng" was named Shen Weisheng. He had accompanied Ma Yang to Qingchang County, where he met Qiu Yan and they became quite close. Several months ago, when Qiu Yan was working in the Imperial City, he often visited him.

After listening to Ma Yang's words, Shen Weisheng smiled and said, "This student is self-aware enough to know that behind these halos stand great Grand Confucian and Grandmaster, whom I cannot associate with. However, I cannot let such an opportunity pass me by, and I must go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Ma Yang nodded and said, "Indeed, your own path is solid, and you will not be misled by external opinions. Then you might as well take a look, which will broaden your horizons." As soon as he finished speaking, he went into the cellar and continued to compile his Comprehensive Mirror.

Shen Weisheng slowly walked out of the Ma Residence, went to a teahouse by the roadside, sat down, ordered a pot of tea, and began to drink, but his eyes remained fixed on the outside of the window.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Inner City, in the Hanlin Academy, Di Ai went straight to Yang She's room.

"Have you done what I asked you to do?" Yang She sat at the table, looking at Di Ai, and spoke.

"That Invisible Needle is already embedded in Qiu Yan," Di Ai narrowed his eyes. "Is it really as you say, controlling his Fortune?" As he spoke, his eyelids twitched slightly. Every time he came to this room, he felt a sense of oppression.

"You don't need to worry about that." As he spoke, Yang She stood up, walked to a row of bookshelves, pulled out a book, took out a bamboo stick, flicked it with his finger, and it landed in Di Ai's hand.

Di Ai looked down and stared intently, then saw his own reflection in the image.

"After you get back, soak it in ink for three days, and it will be removed. This is the condition we agreed on before," Yang She said as he returned to the table.

"Fine! I'll trust you one more time!" A cold glint flashed in Di Ai's eyes. She subconsciously touched her chest. "However, we agreed to deal with Qiu Yan together, but you ended up betraying me. Your credibility is truly worrying."

Yang She shook his head and said, "It's not that I broke my promise, it's that you didn't seize the opportunity to record Qiu Yan's words and actions during your mission. In the end, you didn't record anything, but instead imprinted your own emotions into it. Who can you blame?"

At this point, he seemed to have lost interest in the conversation, waving his hand and saying, "Alright, let's go back now. From now on, we'll have nothing to do with each other, but..." As he spoke, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and sneered, "This time, you said I threatened you to act, but even without that bamboo stick, I doubt you would have refused to deal with Qiu Yan, would you?"

"Hmm?" Di Ai frowned slightly. "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?" Yang She smiled and shook his head. "It's better to retreat and weave a net than to stand by the water and yearn for fish. How can everything in this world go smoothly? What's the point of being jealous and thinking about exterminating others?"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room immediately became tense. After a few breaths, Di Ai sneered, "For someone who steals other Fortune to be able to say such things is truly beyond my expectations."

Yang She shook his head again, and said seriously, "I didn't steal, I was just collecting. I won't be affected much before they die."

Di Ai sneered again, said nothing more, turned and walked away from the oppressive room, quickly crossing the corridor.

However, as Di Ai walked into the library Literary Thought Aura gathered from the books dissipated slightly, allowing a bit of the outside atmosphere to seep in.

Then, Di Ai's mind was suddenly shaken, his Literary Heart began to pound, and his Literary Thoughts surged up and filled his eyes. His gaze swept out from the door and across the sky, where he saw the halo of light filling the sky. He was stunned and stood there!

In an instant, the information fluctuations emanating from the halo entered Di Ai's mind, allowing him to understand the cause and effect.

"Do Grand Confucian Grandmaster want to verify doctrines and discuss schools of thought with Qiu Yan remotely?"

Instantly, the man's face darkened considerably, and his gaze shifted, following the halo and the waves of Void, landing on a person in the Void.

That person was merely a phantom projection, but Di Ai recognized his appearance; who else could it be but Qiu Yan?

This is Qiu Yan's consciousness projected in the Void. Behind him, three Hundred Schools Aura from various schools of thought shift and change, and a fourth blurry figure is about to solidify.

Its aura roared, faintly overlapping with the Imperial Palace. Behind this phantom, the surging waves of Human Path merged with the phantom, constructing shadows of individual character blocks!

"Was that wave of controversy really caused by Qiu Yan?"

Upon seeing this scene, many thoughts instantly became clear in Di Ai's mind. After leaving the Imperial Palace and without the Dragon Qi concealing it, he noticed the turbulent waves in the Void, but he still had a bit of wishful thinking, assuming that it was caused by Qiu Yan's combined influence of the officials' aura, the Dragon Qi, and luck. But now, seeing those individual character blocks and sensing the information within them, he truly understood.

"However, I didn't notice anything amiss in the Book Repository before. Could it be that I was disturbed by Yang She? But when I was talking to him, he didn't reveal the slightest clue, and seemed unaware that the Grand Confucian in the city had made a move."

At the same time.

In this capital Imperial City, anyone who has cultivated their Literary Heart and possesses spiritual cultivation can see the Hundred Schools Aura, while ordinary people and scholars who have not yet Literary Heart are completely unaware of it.

Outside the city, at the Void Academy.

Qi Jiulian hurried to his grandfather's house and saw Void Master sitting in the rockery and stream in the distance. He looked towards Xingjing Imperial City and was about to speak when the words caught in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Then, two Hundred Schools Aura rose from his grandfather's body, rapidly expanding and transforming into bursts of gaseous energy, evolving into the Grand Void and depicting the scenes of heaven and earth and all things!

"Nine Alliance, you've come at the right time. Come with me to meet young friend Qiu Yan, so you can gain some insights!"

As these words were uttered, Qi Jiulian felt his mind waver rapidly, and his consciousness was grabbed by an invisible hand and pulled out of his body!

Then, he felt as if he were floating on clouds, enveloped and rising with a current of energy.

This current of air gave him a feeling of vastness, yet it could be described and categorized. Suddenly, a sentence his grandfather had once said to him came to mind.

"Everything that can be described exists. Everything that exists has an image; every image is a spirit."

"Everything that can be described is a real thing, a different manifestation of Qi..." Qi Jiulian murmured to himself.

As the thought arose, Void Master's voice came from the depths of my heart. "Not bad, you've grasped it so quickly. That shows some comprehension. However, I'm using the Grand Void Aura to draw your consciousness in, forcing you to absorb my thoughts directly. This is like pulling up seedlings to help them grow, which may not be a good thing. Concentrate your mind and don't overthink it. This time, guiding your thoughts is to help you understand further..."

At this point, Void Master's voice suddenly stopped.

"Understand what?" Those words piqued Qi Jiulian's curiosity, and he couldn't help but ask further. However, before he could finish speaking, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed!

Swish!

Rays of light shone down, each with a different aura and artistic conception, and each containing a mixture of different ideas!

The burst of energy surrounding him also radiated the brilliance of the Grand Void. Void Master's thoughts slowly sublimated, merging into a vast and mighty force, no longer a personal thought, but transforming into the common will of the entire school of thought! An evolutionary concept!

In this way, they would naturally be unable to maintain their individual consciousness and would no longer be able to relay messages to Qi Jiulian.

However, Qi Jiulian's mindset did not change accordingly. This was because his position was not yet sufficient to be incorporated into the academic concept and to align with the common will.

However, in this world of brilliance and concepts, even though Qi Jiulian was not of high rank, he could understand the whole situation through the linkage of consciousness and immediately discovered that there were several other consciousnesses like his, among which there were some familiar auras.

But he had no time to greet them; his attention was drawn to the raging waves outside the radiance.

At the forefront of that wave stood a figure that felt familiar to Qi Jiulian.

"Qiu Yan..."

After uttering the name, Qi Jiulian focused his mind and discovered that there were hundreds of radiant lights and concepts filling the sky. The Grand Void Will derived from the Grand Void Aura that his grandfather had transformed into was just one of them.

Hundred Schools Auras were closing in on Qiu Yan, with an aura that seemed intent on suppressing him!

However, as a descendant of Grand Confucian scholar, Qi Jiulian saw through the clues at a glance.

"No, it's not suppression, but forcing Qiu Yan to present his own doctrines, elucidate the fundamental nature of the tide, and resist the invasion of Hundred Schools. This is a debate across time! Doctrine Battlefield! But Qiu Yan's main doctrine should be the art of Military School, so..."

Before the thought had even settled, Qiu Yan, at the forefront of the wave, raised his hand and pointed. The words behind him changed, radiating light, and combined on their own to form descriptive text. In the blink of an eye, several of the texts transformed into blurry objects, some of which emitted various smells, some like sugar, some like vinegar, but others were strange, emitting smells of charcoal, sulfur, and so on.

ps: Thanks to "playing the drop-down", "youth with flying long hair", "yuelin￡mengxing", and "zhaomaode" for the rewards!

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I haven't been home long enough these past two days, so I didn't include yesterday's thank-you list and have to put it out today. Please forgive me!