The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 335: Health and Benevolence Saint
The last descendant of novelists, the Yin Shen Zou Zi, laid out a chess game spanning millennia.

Since he has been playing this game of chess all this time, how could he really not have taken it to heart?

Having grasped some of the cause and effect, Du Yuan chose to remain silent, then cupped his hands and said in a deep voice:

"Junior will remember it."

Zou Zi nodded slightly, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes, and said:

"In that case, thank you very much. By the way, I was too ruthless back then, even he doesn't know his own ancestor's real name."

"Please, tell him for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zou Zi raised his hand and waved it towards the void. With a light stroke of his fingertip, two powerful characters appeared in the void—the first character was "Yu" and the second was "Chu".

Taken together, they form the name of the patriarch of novelists: Yu Chu, who was also known as Master Yu in the past.

Upon seeing these two words, Du Yuan suddenly realized that Zou Zi's figure, like the previous Palace Master Hanqiu, had faded in appearance, appearing as if it were about to merge into the surrounding nothingness.

Clearly, the concealment of Yu Zi's name back then was not as simple as just erasing records and preventing future generations from verifying it.

After a moment of silence, Du Yuan softly advised, "You don't need to do that. I can take care of it."

Zou Zi simply shook his head slowly, saying in an unquestionable tone, "I have to settle the score with what I did. This is what I owe him."

Du Yuan said no more, only Zou Zi's voice was tinged with melancholy, as if he were reminiscing about the past:
"Back then, when the Hundred Schools of Thought were contending, they weren't initially so confrontational. Some even formed close alliances and had very good relationships with each other. But life is like a game of chess, and things are ultimately unpredictable."

"Now that Zou Yan is gone, all I can do is return his name to him."

He shook his head, suppressing his emotions, and turned to look at Du Yuan, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and curiosity: "But you, young man, why are you so strange?"

His cultivation level was ridiculously high, allowing him to directly shatter the immense power he carried for millennia; the cause and effect were even more complex and difficult to understand, leaving both of them unable to see through his origins.

Such a person should not be unknown.

Even if the younger generation doesn't know his background, that's fine, but how come even he can't see through him?
"Among Confucian scholars, I know what I should and shouldn't know, but I've never seen anyone as strange as you."

Even if someone is truly a prodigy who lives in seclusion in the mountains, focusing solely on cultivation and detached from worldly affairs, they should know many secrets by the time they reach this level of cultivation.

For example, the past of the old heavens, and the immortal sword at his waist whose prestige far surpasses the words "famous".

But he had never heard of this before, and didn't even know the origin of the immortal sword at his waist. So how could he hold it in his hand?

It's truly full of mysteries.

Thinking of this, Zou Zi couldn't help but joke, "You wouldn't happen to have popped out of a rock, would you?"

Du Yuan thought to herself, "I'm not Sun Wukong, who was born from a stone monkey. How could I have popped out of a stone?"
But the truth cannot be spoken, and all he could say was, "I am just a junior."

Younger generation?

Zou Zixin's heart skipped a beat—could it be that he attained enlightenment on his own after the great calamity, in the gap between the Heavenly Law and the Dharma-ending Age?
This answer was even more absurd than saying he wasn't Zou Zi, but rather the founder of the Three Teachings. However, Zou Zi didn't delve into it, merely nodding, his tone tinged with admiration:

"A junior? What a 'younger generation still sage'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zou Zi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Du Yuan and said:

"I have mastered the art of divination and the interplay of Yin and Yang, and I believe I have reached the pinnacle of skill. Would you be willing to let me perform a divination for you?"

Du Yuan was slightly surprised and asked, "What kind of divination do you want to perform for me?"

Zou Zi pointed one finger to the sky and one finger to the earth, his voice resounding:

"Ask Heaven, ask Earth, ask all living beings!"

In other words, it doesn't target anything specific, but relies entirely on cause and effect to consult the heavens and earth.

Many people like to consult this divination when they are unsure of what the future holds. He brought it out again today.

Du Yuan thought for a moment, then shook her head and said:

"I am truly grateful for your kindness, senior, but given your current situation, perhaps it would be best to decline."

He didn't need to ask that, and it was clear that Zou Zi was already struggling to keep going.

Du Yuan was genuinely afraid that if he cast another divination for her, he would simply vanish into thin air.

Zou Zi shook his head repeatedly:

"You don't need to care about me so much. My wish has been fulfilled. Whether I live or die is no longer important!"

"You think it's unimportant, but I feel I can't ignore it. But senior, how much longer do you think you have?"

Du Yuan looked at Zou Zi and thought that it might only be a day or two at most.
Upon hearing this, Zou Zi smiled and said:

"Thanks to you, I wasn't forced into a full-blown battle, so I reckon it might be a few thousand years from now?"

The two of them are Zou Yan's yin and yang selves. Neither of them can be missing, because if yin and yang are missing, the whole is lost.

At that time, it will be like a bucket with a hole; even if the hole is small, it will eventually leak out!

Thousands of years?
Du Yuan was a little confused, but Zou Zi laughed:

"What? If it weren't for that, given that yin and yang are both indispensable, why do you think I wouldn't dare to commit suicide to stop it from harming the world?"

His yang body, which has been suppressed to this day, can still live for thousands of years.

The Yin body that has always possessed everything will naturally last longer than him.

Therefore, he couldn't even bring himself to die with his family.

Fortunately, just as he was helpless against his own Yin body, the other party was also powerless against Du Yuan.

Du Yuan nodded after a slight pause, agreeing that this was indeed the case.

Then, Zou Zi asked him curiously:
"If you won't let me do a divination for you, then forget it. But there is something I want to ask you. You just said that you understood the word '往' (wang), so you came back."

Zou Zi was extremely curious when the matter was brought up:

"Are you implying that it was because he sent you to the other side that you were able to comprehend those four earth-shattering truths?"

If that's the case, then I've shot myself in the foot!
Du Yuan nodded and said:

"Yes, I met a gentleman and came to understand some of the principles. In a way, I benefited greatly from the wisdom of the ancients!"

Just as the two were about to continue speaking, the capital city beneath their feet suddenly trembled, and they fell back to earth.

Seeing this, Zou Zi said to Du Yuan:
"It seems that without my support, Kyoto is going to collapse. I want to linger in the human world a little longer, so I'm taking a break and asking you to handle things. Once it's over, let's go to the place where we first met and have a proper talk."

Du Yuan naturally cupped her hands and smiled:

"You can rest now, senior. I'll be right back."

After watching Du Yuan leave, Zou Zi took out a tortoise shell that he had treasured for so long from his pocket and said:
"I have to do it, I owe you so much!"

The tortoise shell is small and exquisite, yet it weighs a ton.

Then a flash of fire appeared, and Zou Zi, who had cast a divination for Du Yuan, stood staring at the tortoise shell for a long time.

The younger generation will remain sages, and those who are benevolent and compassionate will be sages.

(End of this chapter)