“Correct history.”
The words of the Jindan Cultivator stunned me.
“Say that again, what…what is the goal of you Ancient Immortals?” I felt like I was hallucinating, so I asked once more.
“Correct history.”
The Jindan Cultivator’s gaze was firm, and it was obvious he never thought he was doing anything wrong.
He believed he was carrying out a great and noble mission.
“Go on, explain it in detail.”
“According to the original Heavenly Dao Route, in the ninth year of Wude, July 2nd, 626 AD, Li Yuan’s second son, Li Shimin, should have launched the Xuanwu Gate Incident in Chang’an City, killed Crown Prince Li Jiancheng, and usurped the throne… But in reality, the Xuanwu Gate Incident never happened on that day.
In the current chaotic history, because of that Jiang Ke’er, Crown Prince Li Jiancheng refused the throne and expressed wholehearted admiration for his second brother Li Shimin, directly changing the course of history.”
This is… Tang Dynasty history?
So the timeline of the Realm of Cultivation has actually reached the Tang Dynasty?
“Secondly, according to the current direction of the world, An Lushan has already been completely eliminated by Jiang Ke’er ahead of time, and the An Shi Rebellion was smothered before it was even born. That rebellion, which drove the entire dynasty downhill, will never happen… The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty will simply continue on and on, without end.”
Hearing this, I stroked my delicate chin and thought:
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“But this has already deviated seriously from the original Heavenly Dao Route, and such chaos will cause unpredictable, terrifying consequences… We must repair it.”
Honestly, that… does sound kind of reasonable.
“But there were no cultivators in the future history of the Tang Dynasty, either. Clearly, history had already gone off course a long time ago, from the moment cultivators existed. It isn’t really Jiang Ke’er’s fault.” I voiced my doubt.
“After Daming, the Era of Declining Dharma will begin. In the Era of Declining Dharma, traces of cultivators will gradually fade away, but cultivators do exist… In ancient times, there were even Sanqing holding their ground; all these traces will remain.”
“I know,” I nodded, “They even kowtowed to me before.”
Cultivator: “?”
I already said, even if the Sanqing come, they’d have to bow to me, the great and benevolent master of harmony. No one would think I was bragging, right?
“But you all actually know what’s going to happen in the future, you know what the history of this world is supposed to be like…” I quickly caught on. “So, that means in your faction, there are beings even above a Sage?”
Sage, in our era, is a level above even that.
Attain Hunyuan, and you become a Sage. Ruling heaven and earth, enduring countless tribulations without being worn down, governing karma without being tainted. Ever-present with heaven, coexisting with the Dao.
A Sage sees through all things, the myriad worlds; in their eyes, past, present, and future are all visible, and in their palm, space and time, creation and destruction, reincarnation can be played out.
With a single thought, the Heavenly Dao shifts on its own. Infinite, limitless, without birth or death, returning to emptiness and silence, able to gather or disperse, undying, unperishing through all tribulations, transcending time and space, untouched by karma, roaming beyond things, not bound by the cycle of time and space, eternal and everlasting.
All beneath a Sage are like ants.
The above is copied from Baidu Encyclopedia.
Anyway, that’s more or less the meaning.
Since these people know the world has already diverged from the set history, that means their leader must at least be a Sage. Only then could they see through every node of the timeline.
“Yuwen National Preceptor is indeed a Hunyuan Saint.” The cultivator respectfully cupped his fist.
“Yuwen National Preceptor? Eh? Hold on… little Yuwen?? Little Yuwen became a Saint?”
Cultivator: “?”
“Where’s that brat now,” Hearing that an old acquaintance was still around, I couldn’t help but get a little excited, “Call him out! Tell him his old master is here!”
The Jindan Cultivator gave me a look like I was a lunatic.
“The National Preceptor roams the Nine Provinces, like a Dragon Deity whose head can be glimpsed but whose tail cannot be found. Not just anyone can see him. You, little girl, aren’t even qualified to call yourself his old master.”
“Hey now! That brat dares to put on airs with me?!” I raised my eyebrows. When we meet, I’ll give him a spanking—has the little rascal grown wings now?”
The cultivator couldn’t bear it any longer, especially unable to tolerate the person he admired most being insulted like this.
Through gritted teeth, he said, “Senior, may I leave now?”
“No, you can’t leave. I haven’t finished asking questions.”
The cultivator sighed in despair, “What else do you want to know?”
“How do you plan to repair the world line? Directly assassinate the Li family, then find another An Lushan and support him to rebel?”
“This matter concerns confidential information. Senior, you are an outsider. Forgive me, but I cannot tell you.”
“Really can’t tell me?”
“I cannot tell you!” the cultivator straightened his chest, replying without hesitation.
“Hmm… fine then…” I stood up, extending my palm, a swirling vortex appearing at the center of my little hand. “So next, do you think you’ll self-destruct faster, or will my Soulsearch Technique be quicker?”
“…Mother, spare me.”
The cultivator was desperate.
The Soulsearch Technique—this thing is absolutely banned in the modern era. There’s not even any inheritance left; modern cultivators couldn’t learn it even if they wanted to.
Only evil Ancient Immortals used this kind of thing.
Obviously, what he was facing now was an evil Ancient Immortal.
“May I ask Senior’s esteemed name?” He kowtowed again. “Since we’re allies, why not join the National Preceptor’s ranks and strive for great achievements together?”
“Great achievements, huh. Silly boy, you’ve been duped, you know?” I looked at this Jindan Cultivator sympathetically. “These ancient cultivators, especially people like little Yuwen, are best at making up some grand goal to trick passionate youths into sacrificing themselves for free… It’s just his basic routine!”
“The National Preceptor is wholeheartedly repairing the Heavenly Dao and upholding justice. He could never be wrong!” the cultivator lifted his head angrily.
“Maybe it looks that way to you, and that’s indeed what your organization is doing. But! That guy definitely has much bigger motives and interests in mind—he’d never do something for the pure benefit of society!”
“Nonsense! You don’t understand the National Preceptor’s grand vision at all!”
“Hah, the National Preceptor, huh. Guess why he’s called the National Preceptor? Do you think his surname is really Yuwen and his name is National Preceptor? Guess whose National Preceptor he actually is?”
The cultivator swallowed nervously.
His cultivation was shallow, his lifespan short; he really didn’t know the background of Yuwen National Preceptor.
“Whose… National Preceptor?”
“Mine, your old master’s!” I pouted, thumping my flat chest with my thumb. “Back then, when I founded the Immortal Kingdom, little Yuwen served as National Preceptor and strategist, giving me advice…
That brat is full of cunning tricks! He even tricked the Celestial Court Army on the other side into vomiting blood. So many years have passed, and you people actually believe he’s some kind of paragon of righteousness!”
“… ” The cultivator couldn’t even be bothered to retort.
From his expression, I could read his thoughts—so young and already bragging this much; do your family members know?
“Forget it, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you.” I sighed with emotion. “Since little Yuwen is still alive, what about Di Jiang and Bi Jiu?”
“You know Di Jiang and Lord Bi Jiu?”
“Of course. Back in those days… Sigh, forget it, you wouldn’t believe me anyway.” I shook my head. “Judging by your reaction, they’re both still alive too?”
The cultivator fell silent, clearly unwilling to reveal more.
I raised my hand in a Soulsearch pose.
He hurriedly said, “They’re still alive.”
“Then take me to them.” I ordered.
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