Chapter 1 "Senior," You...

"Senior you..." Hong Yi's eyes widened as if he had thought of something, "Could it be that you are the dean of the Tianxian Academy?!"

"Hahaha..." A clear laugh echoed in this mysterious place, like a supreme god rejoicing. Then, he looked at Hong Yi and said, "Little fellow, you guessed right. I am indeed the dean of the Tianxian Academy. You don't need to doubt. I'm here only to impart something to you."

"Impart something to me?" Hong Yi was puzzled. If he was truly the dean of the Tianxian Academy, why use such a method to impart something to him?

However, the golden light figure did not answer him. Instead, it suddenly transformed into a ray of spiritual light and plunged into the center of his brows.

Immediately, a mysterious and profound text appeared in Hong Yi's mind: "Chu Jiu, Qian Long, Wu Yong… Shang Jiu, Kang Long, You Hui, Jian Qun Long Wu Shou, Ji…"

This was a scripture, infinitely profound, but more strangely, Hong Yi felt inexplicably connected to this scripture. However, he could not fathom what that connection was exactly.

"Senior!"

After receiving the scripture, Hong Yi suddenly woke up with a start and shouted. But now, where was the golden figure? Where was the mysterious area? He was clearly back in his room.

"Could it be… he really is the dean of the Tianxian Academy?"

Hong Yi speculated in his heart. If that were true, then the scripture in his mind must have something extraordinary about it.

Recalling the scripture in his mind, he pondered, muttering, "Chu Jiu, Jiu Er, Jiu San, Jiu Si, Jiu Wu… Jiu Wu… Jiu Wu Zhi Zun… Jiu Wu Zhi Zun, Qian Dao Bian Hua, indeed, Jiu Wu is already the limit…"

"The ancient Sacred Emperors were all Jiu Jiu Zhi Zun. In the ancient times, the philosophers removed four paths from the Sacred Emperor's title. If a dragon flies too high, it will surely regret it. Is that what Kang Long You Hui means?"

Reading the beginning, Hong Yi felt a sense of enlightenment. This mysterious meaning, this scripture with its sparse words, seemed to penetrate the secrets of the ancient Sacred Emperors, from Jiu Jiu Zhi Zun to Jiu Wu Zhi Zun!

"Could this be the secret between the ancient Sacred Emperors and the ancient philosophers?" Hong Yi thought to himself.

Then, he saw the following sentence: "Tian Xing Jian! Junzi Yi Zi Qiang Bu Xi!"

Seeing these ten words, Hong Yi immediately felt the wonder of this scripture. It was truly mysterious, profound, and all-encompassing!

"A dragon is a junzi (gentleman), and a junzi is a dragon. The ancient Sacred Emperors did not pass on the world to their families, but the junzi abdicated to other junzi. This scripture divides the Way of the Junzi into five paths. The fifth path is Jiu Wu Zhi Zun, the flying dragon in the sky, where the junzi educates the world. The first four paths are the virtues of the junzi ascending to the heavens step by step…"

Hong Yi constantly deduced and understood in his mind. But immediately, he felt a warm current descending from the sky, directly entering the depths of his brows.

Hong Yi's eyes widened suddenly. He thought of a possibility: cai qi (talent aura) empowerment!

This was cai qi empowerment in Confucianism. All the warm currents gathered at the "Wen Gong" (Literary Palace) at the center of his brows, then exploded, pouring into every part of Hong Yi's body, instantly dispelling the chill in his body.

In addition, he felt his eyes itching and couldn't help but blink. He felt that his eyesight was several times better than before. He could even see small things in the dark.

"Just the beginning has allowed me to understand the ancient Dao, the virtues of the junzi like a dragon, and the mysteries between the ancient Sacred Emperors and the ancient philosophers. It has even directly made me a heaven-sent child prodigy. If I fully comprehend this scripture in the future, what level will my attainments in learning reach?"

Hong Yi thought to himself. After the emergence of Confucianism, there were two ways to start Confucian cultivation.

One was to participate in the xiangshi (provincial examination). After passing, one could go to the Confucian Academy set up by the great Confucian scholars to receive cai qi into the body, thereby becoming a tongsheng (beginner scholar).

The second was to reach a certain standard of learning and receive the cai qi of heaven and earth into the body, becoming a heaven-sent tongsheng.

"Being able to receive cai qi bathing, even if it is only a tongsheng, the physical quality is comparable to ordinary lianrou (flesh-training) martial artists. And if one passes the imperial examination, one can become a jinshi (advanced scholar) in one fell swoop…"

Hong Yi calculated in his heart. If he could become a jinshi, he would be comparable to an Xiantian (innate) martial master. If he could become a Hanlin scholar, he would be comparable to a grandmaster. And if he could become a grand scholar, even if a Martial Saint was in front of him, he would not be afraid at all.

"The comprehension of this scripture must not stop. This scripture is definitely of great use to me," Hong Yi thought to himself. Then, he began to read again.

The Tianxian Academy was located in a small world, like a blessed land, full of immortal energy.

At this time, there were several figures sitting cross-legged in the academy.

"Senior Brother Wukong, aren't you afraid of changing the trajectory of fate and being targeted by the Heavenly Dao by giving him the *I Ching* in advance?" San Zang looked at Sun Wukong and smiled. At this time, he was shrouded in Buddhist light, like a true Buddha descending.

"It doesn't matter. With my current strength, even if those old monsters appear, I won't be afraid at all," Sun Wukong said. Now, he was already at the level of Yang Shen (Yang Spirit) plus Shattering the Void.

"Haha, if you let this venerable one out, I might believe that statement," Zhu Bajie laughed. The Sun Wukong in front of him was not the original body, but only a clone.

However, they had already cultivated the *Tao Wu Eighteen Divine Demons* to the second level. Each clone had the same strength as the original body, so the difference was not significant.

"Are you qualified to talk about me?" Sun Wukong glanced at Zhu Bajie. Zhu Bajie was also only a clone, and his strength was a bit weaker than his, but his physical body was already at the level of Shattering the Void, and his divine soul had also passed through nine thunder tribulations. He could be considered a quasi-sage.

"Alright, stop talking, who isn't a clone?" Little White Dragon laughed. Except for Sun Wukong, their current strength was comparable to quasi-sages. If they returned to the Three Realms, even the Heavenly Court plus the Western Paradise would not dare to do anything to them.

And if Sun Wukong was added, then no one could stop them. After all, Sun Wukong was now comparable to a saint.

"What should we do next?" Sha Wujing asked. Now, he was full of demonic energy. If he returned to the Three Realms, he might be comparable to the ancestor of the Styx in the Sea of Blood.

"Wait," Sun Wukong smiled. "With Hong Yi's talent as the Child of the Epoch, the speed at which he achieves Yang Shen will only be faster after the *I Ching* is passed on. Maybe in a few years, he will be here to discuss the Dao with us."

"Haha, that's right."

San Zang laughed. Even without them changing the trajectory of fate, it only took Hong Yi ten years to become a half-step to the Other Shore. Now that he had received the complete *I Ching* in advance, his strength would only increase faster.

"Alright, then we'll wait for a while," Zhu Bajie and the others said, their eyes seemingly filled with anticipation.

…

After obtaining the *I Ching*, Hong Yi still devoted himself to learning, accompanied by the classics of hundreds of schools every day, traveling in the sea of books.

He kept learning, feeling that his mind was full of knowledge. This knowledge continued to merge, change, and converge into a wisdom that could not be clearly explained or understood.

The following year, Hong Yi won the first prize in the imperial examination, becoming the Zhuangyuan (top scholar) of both literature and martial arts of the Da Qian dynasty. In Confucianism, he became a jinshi. In martial arts, he became a grandmaster. His divine soul was even more extraordinary, reaching the level of a ghost immortal. His cultivation speed was beyond imagination.

After that, Hong Yi did not become arrogant. Instead, he began to learn and comprehend everything in the Great Thousand World: humanities, history, geography, astronomy, the universe, time and space, the human heart, species, supernatural mysteries, and so on. Even the Yang Shen Dao and the Shattering the Void Dao were constantly being comprehended by him.

That scripture seemed to encompass everything in the world. All the Daos and Dharmas seemed to be able to be understood and comprehended through it.

Several years later, Hong Yi felt that everything in the world was no longer a secret to him.

"Qian, Yuan Heng Li Zhen…"

"Qian Kun Kan Li, Xun Zhen Dui Gen."

"Zhi Zai Qian Yuan, Wan Zi Zi Sheng, Long Zhan Yu Ye, Qi Xue Xuan Huang…"

"Huo Shui Wei Ji, Li Shang Kan Xia!"

"Wei Ji: Heng. Xiao Hu Qi Ji, Ru Qi Wei, Wu You Li."

"Shang Jiu, You Fu Yu Yin Jiu, Wu Jiu. Ru Qi Shou, You Fu Shi Shi."

"Dao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things. All things carry yin and embrace yang, blending qi to achieve harmony…"

Hong Yi's thoughts flashed constantly, constantly comprehending the mysteries of the scripture. A sense of enlightenment arose spontaneously in his heart. He seemed to understand everything in the world.

"Why do I always feel that this is my Dao?"

One by one, the words leaped out of his mind, each word as big as a dou (a unit of measurement), shining brightly. But Hong Yi always felt that every word in this scripture was his Dao, containing the ultimate truths of all things in heaven and earth, and the fate of all living beings.

It seemed to be born for him, to exist for him, and even should have been written by him.

"Past… present… future…"

Hong Yi murmured in his heart, "Could it be that this was originally written by the future me? Did that person just give it to me in advance?"

"But… why would he do that?"

Hong Yi was puzzled. At the same time, the thoughts in his heart continued to surge. Thousands of mysteries were constantly being comprehended by him, until the last word leaped out of his divine soul. His divine soul suddenly skyrocketed at an unimaginable speed.

In a trance, he suddenly had a feeling that he himself was the Great Thousand World, and the Great Thousand World was him. In this instant, he felt all kinds of mysteries, as if a river of fate flowed through his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to take the Great Thousand World into his eyes, seeing the True Dragon Dao, the Shu Mountain Dao, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Autumn Moon Temple… even seeing the Outer Heavens, and billions of small worlds…

At this moment, he seemed to see endless light flowing, endless decay permeating the heavens and the earth, and saw the fate of the end of the era, the collapse of the heavens, and the destruction of all things.

Outside, the endless vitality between heaven and earth rolled, turning into a huge light, shaking the sky.

Boom! Boom!

In Jade Capital City, the statues of the philosophers and saints all erupted with brilliant divine light. And in this sacred light, one by one, sacred figures in tall crowns and wide sleeves seemed to emerge from the long river of time.

"The *I Ching* has appeared! The Child of the *I Ching* has already appeared!"

At the same time, all the ancient existences sleeping in the Origin Land were awakened in this earth-shattering vibration. A faint sigh, whether joy or sadness, was unknown.

"It has begun." In the Tianxian Academy, Sun Wukong's eyes were like torches, as if he could see through the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Billions of immortal lights soared into the sky, and a magnificent and sacred voice resounded throughout this small world: "The Tianxian Academy enters the world today."

In the small world, one by one, the disciples of the Tianxian Academy, their eyes were shining with light, soaring into the sky. Each person had a sacred and vast aura.

Martial Dao, Confucian Dao, Buddhist Dao, Divine Soul Dao, Immortal Dao…

All kinds of Daos emerged from these disciples. The Tianxian Academy was not only teaching Confucian Dao, Sun Wukong's ambition was not limited to this. Over the years, he had been comprehending the Dao of the Other Shore. Now, he had some insights, and his vision would naturally not be limited to one world.

This Tianxian Academy was his experiment. He wanted to try to go further in this world, break the limits, and impact the Other Shore.

"The Other Shore… could this be Master's realm?"

Sun Wukong thought in his heart, but he didn't think it was very likely.

After all, the Ultimate Dao of Strength inheritance he obtained from the second floor of the library was definitely beyond the level of Yang Shen and Shattering the Void. It was very likely to be the Dao of the Other Shore level.

And his master only placed it on the second floor of the library, and it was not the most top-notch inheritance. Then, Jiang Xuan's realm was definitely even more unimaginable.

"Forget it, it's useless to think about this now. I want to use the Great Dao of Strength to impact the Other Shore. My current understanding is far from enough." Sun Wukong looked at the endless void, his heart full of anticipation.

And just as he announced the Tianxian Academy to enter the world, outside Jade Capital City, the light of Buddha was vast, and one by one, brilliant and sacred golden lotuses bloomed in the void.

"This venerable one, San Zang, becomes a Buddha today, intending to spread the Mahayana Buddhism into the world. All those whose hearts are towards Buddhism can receive the Mahayana Buddhism."

A voice resounded between heaven and earth, and the sacred figure was like a supreme Buddha, sitting high on the Ninth Heaven, overlooking the heavens and the earth, causing all living beings to tremble.

With just one glance, all living beings seemed to be converted.

"This venerable one, the True Dragon Dao Lord, enters the world today, spreading the Dao of Transforming into a Dragon. All living beings in heaven and earth can cultivate it and achieve the True Dragon Body."

But at this time, the voice of the True Dragon Dao Lord sounded. In the void, the qi of the True Dragon was vast, as if transforming into true dragons, crossing the void and traveling the Great Thousand World.

"This venerable one, the Heavenly Demon Sect Master…"

After that, one by one, voices sounded, all of which were enough to shock the Great Thousand World. Their divine might was like a prison. Any one of them was enough to make all living beings tremble.

"Yang Shen! Yang Shen!"

Some ghost immortals who had passed through several thunder tribulations exclaimed in horror. Mortals could not see the strength of those few existences, but how could they not see it?

"That True Dragon Dao Lord, could he be the legendary Shattering the Void?!" Some martial artists exclaimed in horror, looking at that existence, and could not help but panic. The aura of that existence was too amazing!

It was as if all the gods of heaven and earth were united in one body, with all evils unable to invade and all immortals unable to break through. The flesh and soul were connected to the universe, as if his true body had become the entire Great Thousand World, as well as all the land in the heavens and the universe. If the universe did not perish, he would not perish.

"There are such strong people in the world?" In some ancient inheritances, there were strong people who were terrified. They had naturally come into contact with forces such as the True Dragon Dao, the Autumn Moon Temple, and the Heavenly Demon Sect, but they never thought that the Dao Lords of these forces were so powerful.

"How could they be so strong?!"

In Jade Capital City, in the imperial palace, two figures stood side by side, looking at the divine lights appearing in all directions, their faces becoming increasingly ugly.

"Can our plan still succeed?"

Another figure sighed. Even if the ancient Human Emperor faced so many strong people, he would probably be unable to solve it. How could they solve it?