Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

The morning light, like honey-tinted golden gauze, leaked through the gaps in the curtains and landed right on the back of Lu Yu's hand.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and Feng Hou's words, "Follow the order of the array, guard the heart with truth," swirled in his mind like an echo. The star patterns and the fine cracks of the tortoise shell in the Qing Tong wood of the Ten Thousand Paths Hub last night seemed to still linger in the depths of his consciousness, carrying a trace of indescribable profound mystery.

He quickly finished washing up, grabbed his schoolbag, and rushed to school.

The breakfast stalls at the alley entrance were steaming, the aroma of fried dough sticks mixed with the sweetness of soy milk, making people's stomachs rumble.

Lu Yu bought a freshly steamed meat bun. He'd just taken a bite when he heard a rapid bicycle bell ring. Zhao Lei came rushing over on a creaking bicycle, a baseball bat wrapped in a red cloth hanging from the handlebars, half a fried dough stick dangling from his mouth, shouting indistinctly:

"Lu Yu! Get in the car! I'll take you a shortcut; we'll get caught by the teacher if we stay late for morning reading!"

The two rushed into the classroom just as the morning reading bell rang. They had barely sat down when the math teacher, carrying a stack of test papers, strode up to the podium in her high heels. The chalk clattered loudly on the blackboard, her voice filled with a frustrated disappointment.

"Our class did fairly well overall in this mock exam, except for a few students..."

Her gaze, sharp as a searchlight, locked onto Zhao Lei, and she slammed a test paper onto his desk with a "thud," flipping the corner of the paper over.

"Zhao Lei! You guessed three multiple-choice questions right, but didn't answer a single essay question. You're last in the whole grade! Did you leave your brain on the running track?"

The whole class burst into laughter. Zhao Lei scratched his head and chuckled, his toes scraping the ground and leaving small dents, while he muttered to himself:

"Anyway, the sports meet is the main event in two days. I'll take the last leg of the 4x100 relay and guarantee our class will win first place!"

The math teacher heard this clearly, and she picked up the blackboard eraser and tapped it on the corner of Zhao Lei's desk:

"Come to my office after class to get your questions correct. If you still can't get them right, you'll be a cheerleader on the sidelines during the sports meet!"

Zhao Lei's face instantly fell, his head drooping, looking like an eggplant wilted by autumn frost, even the stray hairs on his forehead seemed lifeless.

Lu Yu suppressed a laugh, looking down at his exam paper. The red checkmarks were fairly numerous, but his mind had already wandered elsewhere—

The initial awakening energy of the Dao of Array flows through the meridians, running parallel to the power of truth, yet carrying a hidden sense of balance, like two intertwined but not entangled streams, forming a wondrous rhythm in the limbs and bones.

The teacher was analyzing quadratic function optimization problems on the podium, but Zhao Lei wasn't listening at all. He was secretly flipping through a sports magazine in his desk, his eyes gleaming at the GG running shoes. While the teacher turned to write on the blackboard, he nudged Lu Yu's arm and handed him the magazine and a crumpled note: "Take a look at these running shoes for me, what do you think? With the carbon fiber plate, they'll definitely leave everyone else in the dust when running!"

Lu Yu reluctantly stuffed the note back into his hand. He looked up and met the teacher's gaze. He could only quickly lower his head and pretend to draw a function curve on the draft paper, but the tip of his pen unconsciously drew a simple array pattern.

The classroom erupted in chaos as soon as get out of class finally ended.

Several boys gathered around Zhao Lei's seat, chattering about the relay race at the sports meet. Some patted their chests, saying they had a fast start and were suitable for the first leg, while others clamored to be the second leg to accelerate the pace. Zhao Lei immediately stood up and gestured:

"I have to run the last leg! I've been secretly practicing weighted sprints for half a month, and I guarantee I'll leave everyone else in the dust when I cross the finish line!" He then struck a standard starting position on the spot.

The girls gathered by the window, huddled together, and whispered amongst themselves, their voices filled with amazement:

"I heard that Chen Mo from Class 3 got almost a perfect score on the mock exam this time, and his Chinese and English essays were used as model essays and circulated throughout the whole grade!"

"More than that," a girl with a ponytail added, her eyes sparkling. "The last time I went to the library, I saw him engrossed in a book of classical Chinese texts, so engrossed that he didn't even hear the librarian reminding us to close. And he's such a nice guy. Last time I was stuck on a math problem for three days, he came over to explain it to me, explaining it three times and even drew a step-by-step diagram just in case I didn't understand."

"He's usually not very talkative. During breaks, he either reads at his seat or takes a walk in the corner of the playground. I heard he can also write calligraphy, and his handwriting is especially beautiful!" another girl chimed in, her tone filled with admiration. "The key is that he's not arrogant at all. Last time, a classmate accidentally spilled his water bottle, and he even comforted the other person."

This vibrant campus atmosphere, tinged with the faint scent of chalk dust, made Lu Yu temporarily forget the profound mystery and ethereal enigma of the Myriad Dao Hub.

During his lunch break, Lu Yu found a moment of free time and headed toward Liu Jing's office, filled with questions.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he smelled a faint scent of sandalwood. Liu Jing was bent over grading papers, her moon-white skirt trailing on the floor, her fingertips still stained with red ink. Seeing him enter, she lightly flicked her fingertips, and a very faint purifying aura quietly spread out, isolating the noise of the corridor, before pointing to the chair opposite her:

"Sit down. You seem restless. Is there something you want to ask?"

Lu Yu sat down and finally voiced the question that had been nagging at him for so long:

"Teacher Liu, I still want to know, where do the ethereal spirits come from? Those people say this world is fake, is that true?"

Liu Jing picked up the celadon teacup on the table, her tone carrying a hint of helpless seriousness:

"The origin of the Void Spirit is a top-secret information of the Bureau of Guardianship. Although I am a 5-star Dao Inheritor, I have no right to access this top-secret file."

She paused, then looked up at Lu Yu, her eyes filled with certainty:

"But I firmly believe that the world is real. If everything is fake, then what about the land we, the guardians of truth, have risked our lives to protect, and the precious lives we have saved—are they all just illusions?"

"Director Qin went to Yanjing for a meeting. He has a lot of authority. When he comes back, you can have a good talk with him."

Liu Jing added, tapping the table lightly with her fingertips, "You've just broken through to the Imperial Dao Realm, and your realm isn't stable yet. Don't get bogged down in these ultimate questions. The key is to solidify your Great Dao power first."

Lu Yu nodded, his confusion lessening somewhat, but another question weighing on his mind resurfaced. He hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice:

"Teacher Liu, in the records of the Shouzhen Bureau, is there anyone who simultaneously inherited two Great Daos?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Jing paused abruptly in her teacup. She put it down, scrutinized Lu Yu, her tone becoming more serious, and even her gaze darkened.

"Simultaneously inheriting two Great Daos? Unheard of. The inheritance of Great Daos emphasizes uniqueness and compatibility. It is already a once-in-a-million opportunity for one person to inherit one Dao. There has never been a formal record of inheriting two Daos at the same time."

She paused, "There was once someone who tried to plunder the budding of another's Great Dao, wanting to control two powers at the same time. As a result, that budding was contrary to his own Great Dao, and the energies repelled each other in his body. In just a few days, his meridians were completely shattered, and even his soul was torn apart by the two powers, ultimately ending up with the destruction of both body and soul."

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and a thin layer of sweat instantly seeped out on his back. He clenched his fists, keeping the inheritance of the Dao of Arrays deep in his heart, and only smiled vaguely: "I was just curious and asked casually. I didn't expect there to be such a terrible thing."

Liu Jing didn't ask any more questions. She simply got up and poured him a cup of warm floral tea. The sandalwood scent on her fingertips was even stronger, and her tone softened: "The greatest taboo in cultivating the Great Dao is being impatient for quick results. It emphasizes gradual progress. Your foundation is good, so just take it one step at a time."

As I left the office, the afternoon sun was shining down on the corridor.

Feng Hou's admonition, "Follow the order of the array, guard the heart with truth," echoed in his mind once again. He could clearly feel that the energies of the two great paths did not simply coexist in his body, but rather merged in a mysterious rhythm, harmonious yet carrying a hidden power.