Rebuild the Xiuxian Family

The fact that a copy of the Four Books and Five Classics, handwritten by a great Confucian scholar, could influence Li Zhirui's current state of mind was truly extraordinary, and it made him quite happy.

Because at his current level, there are very few external things that can affect his state of mind.

He even wanted to ask the merchant which great Confucian scholar wrote the Four Books and Five Classics, hoping to have the opportunity to meet him and ask him to write some more Confucian classics.

In the end, Li Zhirui actually did just that. Unfortunately, the merchant said with a regretful tone, "That great scholar has passed away. This is what his unworthy descendant brought up for auction."

"Could you tell me his identity? I want to buy the remaining manuscripts by great Confucian scholars that he has."

The merchant shook his head, indicating that he couldn't tell him directly who the other party was, but he could help pass on a message; if the other party was willing, they would contact him.

"Thank you very much, I'm grateful for your help!" he said, handing over ten thousand taels of silver.

Without hesitation, the man smiled and pocketed the silver.

Li Zhirui was not surprised. It was common knowledge that merchants loved money. After arranging the matter, he turned and left the small room where the transaction was being handled.

The group of students who had been shouting that they wanted to show him Confucian methods had long since disappeared.

Compared to his trivial matter, the Mohist school's acquisition of the method to establish a humane dynasty was infinitely more important! They simply couldn't care less about him.

He also thought it was fine this way, enjoying the ease and freedom, since it's better to avoid trouble.

As soon as Li Zhirui walked out of the auction house through the secret door, people in Yunjin City began to discuss the various events that had occurred at the auction.

Whether they were peddlers or ordinary people; whether they were street vendors or restaurants and teahouses, wherever they could be seen, they were discussing the matter.

The largest of these was the Mo family's purchase of the Human Dao Dynasty's Dharma Gate for a staggering price of nearly 400 million taels of silver!
Li Zhirui shook his head slightly. It seemed that the entire Great Qian Dynasty would be in turmoil for the foreseeable future, but this had nothing to do with him. He was just a passing cultivator.

In the days that followed, he stayed in the inn, waiting for the merchants to contact him while using the Confucian scholar's handwritten letter to enhance his spiritual practice.

He was not a true ordained cultivator; he merely used a wisp of the aura of the ancestral dragon of the dynasty to blend in and escape the suppression of the human law network.

Therefore, it is relatively difficult for him to cultivate within the human realm. The efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy and refining magic power is relatively slow. Fortunately, if he comprehends the laws of heaven, there will be no such great limitation.

After all, no matter how powerful humanity is, it cannot compare to the will of Heaven.

If Li Zhirui wanted to increase his magical power, he could have entered the space to cultivate. However, at his current level, magical power was no longer important.

He waited at the inn for half a month, but the merchant did not contact him. He realized that either the great scholar's family no longer had what he needed, or the other party was no longer willing to sell.

As for whether the merchant simply failed to deliver the message, that's unlikely, because merchants are very trustworthy and won't go back on their promises.

Even if it cannot be done, it will be due to unforeseen circumstances beyond our control. We will not only provide a detailed explanation but also offer certain compensation.

"Ugh!"

Faced with this result, Li Zhirui couldn't help but sigh.

"It was I who was greedy."

But then he shook his head, crushing the regret in his heart.

To obtain a treasure that is beneficial to one's cultivation is already a stroke of good fortune; to want more is indeed a bit greedy.

After finishing his training, Li Zhirui slowly withdrew his energy and then got up to leave the room.

Upon entering the lobby, he saw a crowd gathered together, engaged in a lively discussion. With a little concentration, he overheard what they were saying.

"Didn't we hear before that the Confucianists were planning to take action against the Mohists? Why haven't we seen them make a move yet?"

"Yes, it is said that the Confucianists are preparing to persuade the imperial court to expel the Mohists and sever their lineage within the Great Qian territory."

"Are the methods of Confucianism really so ruthless? Do they intend to sever someone's lineage as soon as they make a move?"

"But now it seems that Confucianism does not have such a strong influence, and the imperial court has not reacted to it at all."

As merchants who rely heavily on timely information, they established a dedicated information network within the Great Qian Dynasty to ensure that they could receive news from all the states and regions of the Great Qian Dynasty within a few hours.

Moreover, as the stronghold of embroiderers and merchants, the people of Jinzhou have always disliked Confucianism and are very keen to see Confucianism make fools of itself and cause a ruckus.

From their conversation, Li Zhirui learned that the Confucian school's attempt to stop the Mohist school had completely failed.

There may have been interference from various schools of thought, after all, Confucianism is the foremost of all schools of thought on human nature and the first major doctrine, and there are many who disagree with it, are unwilling to accept it, and are hostile to it, all of whom want to cause it trouble.

"latest news!"

At this moment, a young man rushed in, waving a newspaper in his hand, and excitedly said, "The three sages of the Mohist school of the Great Qian Dynasty have led a large number of Mohist students away from the Great Qian Dynasty to the Southern Demon Realm, where they may very well choose to establish a dynasty!"

wow——

In an instant, it was like a giant rock crashing into a lake, splashing water everywhere, and the lobby immediately became noisy.

"real or fake?!"

"The Mohists have quite the grand vision!"

"Three Mohist sages? It is said that the Mohist school in the Great Qian Dynasty only has four sages in total. The Mohist school has almost mobilized its entire force. It seems that they are determined to seize a piece of land and establish a new dynasty."

The shopkeeper stood quietly behind the counter, his eyes gleaming, lost in thought.

Of all those present, only Li Zhirui remained unaffected.

As a legitimate immortal cultivator, he had little to do with the internal affairs of the human realm; he was merely an observer.

"Friends! Please be quiet for a moment! And listen to what I have to say!"

Just as everyone was discussing and the scene was noisy, a burly man stood on the bench and roared with all his might.

Perhaps out of curiosity, perhaps out of fear of his brute force, or perhaps because he truly held some authority among the crowd, the hall became quiet.

Everyone looked up, eager to hear what he would say.

"Everyone now knows that the Mo family is about to establish a new dynasty, and what is most important for a dynasty? Population! Land!" The burly man said passionately, "Everyone knows how powerful the Mo family is, so I won't go into too much detail here. Therefore, the Mo family's current actions will surely allow them to seize a piece of territory from the demon race!"

"We have the land, but what about the population? Without enough people, having more land is useless! It can be said that this soon-to-be-born Mohist dynasty will be a place full of danger and opportunity!"

"If we are lucky enough, we will have the opportunity to escape the status of ordinary people and create a better future for ourselves and our descendants!"

Everyone was moved by what this person said.

Although they are living quite well now, with no worries about food and clothing and no hunger or cold, it is only enough to make ends meet, and it is far from a life of wealth or even luxury.

If, as he said, they join a new dynasty, they will have more opportunities, class distinctions will no longer be rigid, and they may well have the chance to become high-ranking officials and nobles!
Li Zhirui glanced at the man with interest, then activated his magic eye with a surge of internal energy. He used the Qi Observation Technique to look at him and saw that the man's originally fair complexion with a rosy tinge, which was of medium to high quality, was undergoing a dramatic change. A point of blue light was born in the deepest part of his Qi!

'His fate has actually changed!' A few ripples appeared on his calm heart. He never expected that this big man's luck and destiny would undergo such a big change.

However, he also knew that destiny and fortune are not immutable.

Moreover, although this person has successfully defied fate, this is only in a symbolic sense. In reality, whether he can achieve the success he was destined for remains to be seen.

This is normal; not everyone born with a good destiny can ultimately achieve it!

"If you all wish to strive for a better future for yourselves and for your descendants, you can join me at the South Gate in three days to embark on a journey to follow the Mohist school!"

After saying that, the big man jumped off the bench and strode away from the inn.

Everyone present was tempted, but gradually they calmed down. After all, this was no small matter. Many of them had already started families and careers, and had many concerns.

But whatever decision they made, they left the inn. They needed a quieter place to discuss things with their families.

"Shopkeeper, I think what that person said makes a lot of sense. Why don't you take advantage of the Mo family's current predicament and lend a helping hand by investing a little?"

Li Zhirui turned to look at the only remaining person in the hall and said with a smile, "You should know that there are plenty of people who add flowers to brocade, but there are none who offer charcoal in the snow."

"Then why are you so calm and unmoved?" the shopkeeper asked in return.

“Since I am seeking immortality and enlightenment, I should naturally stay away from cause and effect and right and wrong. But the shopkeeper is different. The principle of hoarding rare goods should be clear to the shopkeeper.”

He was just traveling and relaxing, how could he have gotten himself involved in such a complicated matter of cause and effect?

The shopkeeper smiled but didn't reply.

Li Zhirui didn't care much. He was just saying a few words casually, and he didn't care whether the other party was interested or not.

Afterwards, he left the inn and walked down the street, where he could hear people discussing the Mohist school everywhere.

However, no one else has ever stood up and raised their arm like that big man.

Come to think of it, if there were more people like that who defied fate, the Great Qian Dynasty might have to change hands.

However, many others also realized the same thing: they all planned to join the Mohist dynasty while it was still relatively powerless, hoping to be given important responsibilities.

"If nothing unexpected happens, people from all over the Great Qian Dynasty will choose to leave, including members of the Hundred Schools of Humanity, who will secretly send people to the Mohist territory."

Moreover, it is very likely that many people from other dynasties and imperial dynasties would also migrate south.

After all, everyone knows that a newly established dynasty makes it easier to rise in social class!

Li Zhirui strolled around the city and returned to the inn. The lobby was still empty, with only a few guests.

The shopkeeper remained there, fiddling with the abacus, counting the wealth.

Without pausing, he walked straight across the lobby back to his room, deciding there was no need for him to join in the commotion.

Three days later.

Li Zhirui was preparing to leave Jinzhou. He knew the place like the back of his hand and what its specialties were, so there was no need for him to stay any longer.

Coincidentally, he left the city through the south gate that day and saw the burly man who had raised his arms and shouted. Dozens of people had already gathered around him, and it seemed that more and more were still joining him.

However, he only glanced at it before looking away.

The place Li Zhirui was going to next was called Jiangzhou, named after a large river that flowed through its territory.

This place is controlled by farmers and doctors. Because of the flow of the great river, not only has it created flat land on both sides of the river, but it also has abundant water resources and fertile silt, making it an excellent place for farming.

The relationship between farmers and doctors is far closer than that between embroiderers and merchants.

It is said that the founders of these two schools of thought were brothers, so the two schools of thought have had a good relationship since that time, and they have also supported each other.

Although farming, medicine, and people's livelihood are closely related, they do not have much power in the ruling class of the Great Qian Dynasty, because their doctrines focus more on practice than theory.

Who among the high-ranking officials and nobles would be willing to spend their days in sticky, filthy soil? And who would be willing to expend their energy treating others?
Of course, the influence of farmers and doctors is enormous. After all, no matter who you are, you need to eat grains and meat to fill your stomach, and if you feel unwell, you may need a doctor to diagnose and treat you.

Li Zhirui went to Jiangzhou this time because he heard that farmers had cultivated a new kind of immortal-grade spirit rice that only takes ten years to mature, and he was wondering if he could get the spirit seed from them.

To be honest, even the Li family doesn't have any Immortal-grade spiritual rice; they only have a few kinds of Loose Immortal-grade spiritual rice.

It wasn't that the Li family didn't want it, but rather that they simply couldn't find a high-grade spiritual rice seed.

Because fundamentally, the spiritual rice lacks sufficient foundation and has inherent limitations, it cannot reach a very high grade.

The types of Immortal-grade spiritual rice that Li Zhirui knew about were all the result of a fortuitous mutation, and they took at least a hundred years to mature.

Unlike the immortal-grade spiritual rice cultivated by farmers, which only takes ten years to mature! It saves ten times the time!

Even if he possesses a mysterious space that can shorten the growth time for comprehension, it's still not this exaggerated.

It is important to know that the higher the grade of a spiritual object, the more time it needs to absorb spiritual energy and accumulate power.

Li Zhirui was extremely curious about how the farmers managed to make the immortal-grade spirit rice mature within ten years. (End of Chapter)