Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 44

Chapter 44 Weak Woman

Seeing Jiang Li, the Pure Heart Saint naturally stopped staying in the academy, pretending to be an eighteen-year-old girl.

After leaving the academy, she followed Jiang Li. Seeing him sullen, she consoled him, “You just lost a condition. I won’t let you do anything bad.”

Jiang Li dejectedly replied, “I’m just lamenting that my arrogance cost me a chance to find the Immortal Realm.”

“Found the Immortal Realm? Have you found another clue?” The Pure Heart Saint’s eyes flickered, a truly captivating sight.

She couldn’t help but think of all the outrageous things Jiang Li had done in his quest for the Immortal Realm. For example, after hearing that collecting four Dragon Balls would connect to the Immortal Realm, he borrowed the Dragon Balls from the Four Seas Dragon Kings. Even after the Dragon Balls glowed, he still couldn’t find a passage to the Immortal Realm.

Or, after hearing that dissolving a weapon could lead to immortality, he allowed the heavenly tribulation to strike without resistance, only to find it silenced and remain unharmed.

Or, after hearing that sacrificing the people of an entire continent could gain merit and ultimately ascend to heaven, he sought out and executed the person who spread the rumor.

I wonder what kind of immortality rumors he’s heard this time.

“Hello, hello, is Jiang Li here?” The remote communication talisman chimed again, uncontrollably. It was obvious it was the Dao Sect leader looking for Jiang Li.

“No, get lost,” Jiang Li said unhappily.

The Dao Sect leader’s shadowy figure appeared, looking identical to the young man. He glanced at Jiang Li and said, “I’m looking for Jiang Renhuang. What’s a Dao Sect member like you doing butting in? Hey, Saintess Jingxin is here too! That’s great! I’ll save me from facing that sullen look from Nun Qingyu.”

“If you still want me to attend your Dao Sect’s Immortal Artifact Appreciation Conference, you’d better be respectful.”

The Dao Sect leader immediately put on a fawning expression. “Brother Jiang, look at what you’re saying. I came here specifically to inform you!”

“According to my estimation, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Seal will be able to refine itself once in twenty days. The Immortal Artifact Appreciation Conference will begin in fifteen days. You represent the Human Emperor Palace, and Saintess Jingxin represents the Red Dust Pure Land. What do you think?”

Jiang Li didn’t answer. He suddenly appeared behind the leader’s shadowy figure and saw that he had indeed put his hands behind his back, raising his middle finger.

“I knew you were going to say bad things about me!” Jiang Li snorted and turned off the remote communication talisman.

Seeing the connection broken, the Dao Sect leader wasn’t worried. The Yin-Yang Heavenly Seal had been refining itself, a feat unseen for thousands of years. Jiang Li wasn’t worried about him not arriving.

Sure enough, Jiang Li turned and asked the Pure Heart Saintess, “With only a dozen days left, how are we going to get to the Dao Sect?”

The Pure Heart Saintess wouldn’t foolishly suggest flying. Even at full speed, even Jiang Li could reach the Dao Sect in half a day, let alone a full-scale

flight. She smiled faintly, “Let’s take a flying boat. It’s been ages since

I’ve been on one.” Jiang Li nodded, “Okay, then. I’ll fly over first.”

“…”

“Aren’t you worried about me getting into danger, just a weak woman, riding a boat alone?”

Jiang Li pondered for a long time, unable to comprehend. What could a great cultivator in the late Fusion stage, revered as a national preceptor in an imperial dynasty, have to do with a weak woman?

As for danger, perhaps only the extraterritorial demons could threaten her.

It seemed she was worried about being attacked by extraterritorial demons. Jiang Li was pleased by Saint Pure Heart’s caution. If she had been just as cautious with Shanghe Town and Xiahe Town, the subsequent events wouldn’t have happened. She

‘d grown up.

Although Saint Pure Heart’s concerns were trivial, Jiang Li couldn’t bear to extinguish her hard-earned caution, so he agreed to ride the flying boat with her.

…

Cultivators only achieve the ability to fly and travel the Nine Provinces after reaching the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Otherwise, constantly riding a flying boat is nothing.

A flying boat is considered a low-grade magical instrument, easy to refine and control. Its only drawback is its high demand for spiritual energy. A Spiritual Transformation cultivator could certainly provide a constant supply of spiritual energy, but they disdain such a feat and therefore rely on spirit stones.

A flying boat requires a large amount of spirit stones, so the ticket price is naturally not cheap. Cultivators who can afford it must be at least in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

After searching extensively, Jiang Li and the Saintess of Pure Heart finally found a few mid-grade spirit stones in their storage ring to use as boat tickets.

Tickets are usually purchased with low-grade spirit stones, but since they usually spend their money on high-grade spirit stones, their storage ring is overflowing with high-grade and top-grade spirit stones, leaving only a few mid- and low-grade stones.

Jiang Li didn’t want to show off his wealth, but he had no choice; he was so poor that he only had high-grade spirit stones left.

As expected, as soon as they boarded the boat, they were stared at by several men with malicious eyes, especially when they saw the stunning Saintess of Pure Heart.

They exchanged glances.

“Ah, a deal?”

“Ah, a deal!

” A young monk with red lips and white teeth stood up and saluted the men. He held a rosary in his hand. He looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his jewel-encrusted robes shone brightly, blinding the men.

“I believe we must not be obsessed with the appearance of the flesh. Beauty is nothing but a skeleton, a passing cloud. The more we indulge in it, the more we will sink. Benefactor, please let go of this obsession.”

The little monk’s words seemed to have a strange charm that made people believe him involuntarily. The fierce-looking men became dazed and their facial expressions softened.

Another passenger saw the little monk use such tricks and also walked up to the men and shouted loudly, like the sound of a bell echoing in their ears, awakening them.

The men came to their senses and hurriedly thanked the passenger.

The passenger was wearing a white Confucian robe and holding a paper fan with ink calligraphy. His facial features were regular, a typical Confucian scholar’s attire.

“Thank you, this Confucian disciple.”

There was only one kind of person in Kyushu who dressed like a Confucian scholar, and that was the Confucian disciple of one of the six major sects.

Confucianists, committed to educating the world and emphasizing benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom, frequently traveled to various dynasties to promote their teachings. Of the six major sects, it was the most well-known, followed by Buddhism.

The Confucian disciple smiled faintly and said, “Sage Meng once said that human nature is good, just as water tends to flow downwards. There is no one who is not good, and no water that does not flow downwards. Although you all look fierce, and your robbery is simply driven by the pressure of life, I believe that you all have kind hearts. In your hearts, you must also believe that you are kind.”

The Confucian disciple’s words were like a sleepyhead, creeping into their ears, making them drowsy and unconsciously repeating the words, “At the beginning, human nature is good.”

A passenger named Jiang coughed carelessly, and the burly men regained their composure, their rage rising.

These two had actually used magic to fight them. A monk urged them to let go of their obsessions,

while a scholar urged them to remember their kindness. Do they really think our Jindan cultivation is vegetarian?

The burly men drew their weapons, their murderous intent boiling. They put aside the matter of robbing Jiang Li and the Pure Heart Saint and first dealt with the baldy boy and the pretty boy!

The young monk and the scholar sighed simultaneously, “Why do you have to force us to fight?”

The Yuanying aura radiated outward, instantly beating the burly men to the ground and forcing them to beg for mercy.

(End of this chapter)