Upon gazing around, one sees an array of books—poetry, prose, scriptures, hydraulic engineering, farming practices, and so on. On close inspection, it becos apparent that the contents one would expect to find in books are all present without omission.
That includes the Spring Palace Diagram.
In the midst of what seems like an endless ocean of knowledge, there is an old man in a blue robe with the hair of a crane and the complexion of a child, holding a book in one hand and the other behind his back.
At this mont, the old man in the blue robe is smiling at Tan Shuchang, "Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"
"Old master, I wonder whence this happiness cos?" Tan Shuchang in fact knows very well why the other would say this.
The person before him looks human, but in essence, he should be like a spirit of inheritance.
So, it’s not unexpected for the old man to be congratulating Tan Shuchang, who is about to receive the Literary Dao True Immortal’s inheritance. But even though Tan Shuchang knows this, he still asks—don’t you have to give the host a chance to perform?
"You have passed the trials left by the True Immortal who taught in ancient tis, and from this mont on, you shall inherit the True Immortal’s legacy. Is that not a cause for celebration?"
The old man in the blue robe said with a smile.
However, even though he smiles, his eyes clearly hold a deeper aning. Because after speaking, he prepared himself to witness once again the sacrifice of the True Immortal’s disciple.
He had done this nine tis already, so he was very familiar with it. And during those nine tis, even in retrospect, he saw many flaws in his own acting, but none of the nine successors harbored the slightest doubt.
It was precisely because of this that the blue-robed old man did not bother to conceal his true thoughts at all. After these nine tis, he had co to understand why.
In the face of the True Immortal’s inheritance, no matter how strange he might appear, the other party would always regard it as one of the trials left by the wily old True Immortal.
Yes, the wily old True Immortal.
The blue-robed old man referred to the esteed Literary Dao True Immortal of the Land of the Four Pillars in such a dismissive manner.
But this ti, the blue-robed old man didn’t hear the response he had heard nine tis before.
"It’s not worth it," Tan Shuchang said calmly.
"Not worth it?" the old man in the blue robe’s smile stiffened, and he was so taken aback that he unconsciously repeated Tan Shuchang’s words.
"Yes, senior, this matter is not worth celebrating," Tan Shuchang continued, his deanor composed and his tone quite sincere.
Yet that sincerity was sowhat discomfiting.
For instance, the old man in the blue robe felt just that sort of disquiet.
"The True Immortal sacrificed himself to beco the law, sealing the Earthly Fiend Orthodox Law Dao Fruit of the Secluded Spring Blood Demon, so that it could no longer harm the mortal world. Are you not honored and pleased to be a part of humanity?" The blue-robed old man was saying this with a face full of anger.
Actually, he wasn’t that angry, to be precise, not angry at all, even feeling like bursting into laughter. However, at this mont, he needed to display the appearance of great anger.
After all, he was representing the Literary Dao inheritance left by the wily old True Immortal.
"Indeed," Tan Shuchang promptly conceded.
Because, unless sothing unexpected occurred, the one who had slain the Secluded Spring Blood Demon... was actually him, not the Literary Dao True Immortal revered by the denizens of the Land of the Four Pillars!
After all, considering the genuine look of terror shown by the Secluded Spring Blood Demon when he seized its blood body, it’s likely that sealing the demon’s blood body was the correct thod of confinent.
Otherwise, there is no reason why the Secluded Spring Blood Demon, infamous throughout the Land of the Four Pillars and even pursued at great expense by the True Immortals of the Primordial Heavenly Realm, would appear so pathetic just from having its blood body taken from it.
No matter what, the Secluded Spring Blood Demon was a figure of great ambition.
And if it were sothing ordinary, he wouldn’t have felt such an intense desire to consu it, given his unique characteristics.
So, based on these points, it could be inferred that the True Immortal’s Dao Fruit seal on the Secluded Spring Blood Demon was likely only enough to keep it hidden for a while, and when the ti was right, it would return.
Although other cultivators, even knowing the other party’s efforts were in vain, would still be willing to give them credit for their sacrifice,
But that is what righteous cultivators do.
And he was rely a demon cultivator... respecting their sacrifice and ceding credit were two entirely different things!
"Why?" This blue-robed old man suddenly took an interest in Tan Shuchang, his eyes betraying a hint of admiration. He had assud all the cultivators of the Land of the Four Pillars held the wily old True Immortal in high esteem; today, unexpectedly, he t an exception.
"Tan Soone is a disciple of the Sacred Gate, and the Secluded Spring Blood Demon is a True Immortal of the Demon Path, with which I share a certain sentintal bond," Tan Shuchang replied.
After all, rely considering that blood body, the sentintal bond could not be overstated.
"Sacred Gate? Demon Path?" The old man in the blue robe quickly realized what this cultivator ant by Sacred Gate, and for a mont, he didn’t know what to say.
Then, after a mont, the blue-robed old man said, "I don’t care whether you are a demon cultivator or a disciple of the righteous Immortal Sect, but since you have been acknowledged by the Dao of Books, you have the opportunity to inherit what the True Immortal has left behind."
"You omitted sothing, senior," Tan Shuchang pointed out.
"What did I omit?" The old man in the blue robe was startled, for there was no omission in his words.
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