Dao-Treasuring Peak, Path-Seeking Courtyard.
The Daoists took their seats, and Xuanming brought out an object: the Wish-Fulfilling Pouch given to him by that Mighty Expert who loved his drink.
"Senior brother, what is this?"
Xuanxu asked, and the other Daoists pricked up their ears.
Anything Senior Brother Xuanming brought out was bound to be extraordinary. They all agreed on that by now.
Without keeping them in suspense, Xuanming said directly:
"These are the million volumes of the Daoist Canon gifted by the Peaceful Heaven Sect. Sorry for the trouble, junior brother, but please see that they are properly housed. I have already taken out some ancient texts and scriptures personally written by Mighty Experts and stored them separately. They can go into the Scripture Pavilion when the time is right."
"H-how... how many?"
Xuanxu stammered, his voice trembling.
Xuan Kong and the other True Persons swallowed as well.
Li Zizai was struck dumb.
It was not that they lacked experience, but that the news was too staggering. A million volumes of the Daoist Canon, and the Peaceful Heaven Sect had simply given them away?
Silence fell over the Path-Seeking Courtyard. Several breaths later, the Daoists recovered their senses, their faces heavy with worry.
When someone offered gifts, they surely wanted something in return.
The Peaceful Heaven Sect was investing so heavily.
Teaching the Dao, worshipping the gods, gifting scriptures—the risks their senior brother would face when he stepped in to protect them in the future were probably considerable.
"Senior brother, this..."
Before Xuanxu could finish, Xuanming cut him off with a wave.
"I understand your concerns perfectly. Rest assured, I will not overestimate my abilities.
"If that day arrives before I have become a Mighty Expert, I will not take risks lightly. I will only act in secret to protect