Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 528

Chapter 526 Historian

Bai Hongtu felt worthy of being the Grand Master. When it came to nonsense, the Grand Master was still better than him.

“Just with your mouth, I’m tempted to become your disciple,” Bai Hongtu said sincerely.

Immortal Changcun glanced at Bai Hongtu, seeing through his ulterior motives: “You want to be promoted, huh?”

Jiang Li recounted his experiences in the underworld, while Bai Hongtu dubbed the story.

“Everyone, after hearing Jiang Li’s descriptions of the underworld’s beauty, felt a yearning for it.”

As expected, Bai Hongtu was beaten by Yuyin and the Immortal. The Holy Maiden Jingxin gave him a little kick out of courtesy.

“Yearning, huh? I told you to yearn.” The Immortal showed no mercy in his assault on his disciple.

“You can beat me while you talk, without interrupting us.” Jiang Li was accustomed to this kind of scene.

When they were still in the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages, Bai Hongtu was often beaten by the Immortal for his rudeness.

After the beating, Bai Hongtu boasted to Jiang Li that he had fought dozens of rounds with the immortals, neither of them able to defeat the other.

The most shocked person was undoubtedly the Holy Maiden of Pure Heart. For the first time, she learned the truth about the extraterritorial demons, what had happened nine thousand years ago, and that the Mahayana stage was a fabrication.

The Holy Maiden of Pure Heart accepted it quickly, because one fundamental fact remained unchanged—Jiang Li was invincible.

In her mind, Jiang Li was invincible, and so it was. She

also believed that it wasn’t that Jiang Li couldn’t find the immortal world, but that the immortal world was afraid of him and was deliberately hiding.

There was nothing Jiang Li couldn’t do.

“One Hunyuan Wuji Immortal, ten Golden Immortals, the power of the underworld is even more exaggerated than I imagined.” The Immortal Elder Changcun nodded. As long as the Heavenly Dao didn’t intervene, the underworld would have the qualifications to compete with the immortal world.

“As for these eight great rules, I’ve never heard of them. They sound commonplace at first, commonplace things we see all the time. But since the Immortal Hunyuan Wuji devoted his entire life to studying them, and since they’re the very laws that the Heavenly Dao must follow, it’s not an exaggeration to call them ‘ultimate’. Furthermore, if the law of the jungle is also a rule, then isn’t the current state of Jiuzhou violating it?”   After all,

Immortal Changcun was Daozu’s disciple, not the Daozu, and unaware of these secrets. “Your Majesty, the Zhou Emperor has arrived,” a palace maid said respectfully outside the bedroom.   Yu Yin then remembered that Ji Zhi had indeed mentioned coming to the Tianyuan Dynasty in the next few days to discuss talent exchange. She’d been so engrossed in her novel world that she’d forgotten about it.   She didn’t show it, but gave a calm, controlled hum, appearing to have everything under control.   …   ”I’m just visiting you. There’s no need for such a grand display, is there?” Ji Zhi was startled by Yu Yin’s followers.   Jiang Li, Immortal Changcun, Bai Hongtu, and Saintess Jingxin.   ”Are you in the Fusion Stage?” Jiang Li could tell at a glance what Ji Zhi’s realm was; it looked like he’d recently broken through.   Jiang Li slapped his head, filled with regret.   He should have used his merit to raise Ji Zhi to the Earth Immortal Stage, so he could freely enter and exit the River of Time.   ”Come, let me see if I can send you to the River of Time.” Ji Zhi’s confidence swelled, believing he was already a Fusion Stage powerhouse, and that sending a mere Jiang Li to the River of Time would be a piece of cake.   He’d promised that even at Fusion Stage, he could send Jiang Li to the River of Time; now was the time to fulfill his promise.   Ji Zhi’s eyes widened, his pupils dilated. He aimed at Jiang Li, activated the Dao of Time, and formed hand seals, his face flushing red, veins bulging.   Finally, he had sent himself to the River of Time.   Ji Zhi stood bewildered on the River of Time, unsure how he’d ended up there.   Wasn’t it Jiang Li who was coming?   A figure approached from downstream, rapidly approaching Ji Zhi in a boat.   Ji Zhi met the Ji family ancestor he longed for, Emperor Shun.   With a single blow of his oar, Emperor Shun knocked Ji Zhi back to the Nine Provinces, angrily shouting,   ”Unworthy son, you dared to send that great god to the River of Time, fearing it wouldn’t collapse, right? You and your daughter are the only capable descendants of the Ji family!”   In terms of cultivation and control over the laws of time, Ji Zhi was far inferior to Emperor Shun.   Ji Zhi was completely bewildered and still dazed upon returning to the Nine Provinces.   ”What just happened? How did I end up in the River of Time?”   Bai Hongtu analyzed, “Maybe you’re born into a noble family, a prince, so you’ve never ridden a seesaw before.”   ”Let me explain how a seesaw works. One person sits at each end, and due to the weight difference, one person goes up and the other comes down.”   ”That’s the case with you and Jiang Li. Jiang Li is heavier than you, so no matter how much you use it, you’re still in the River of Time.”   ”…Just because I’m a prince doesn’t mean I’m mentally retarded.”   When they were all candidates for the Human Emperor, Bai Hongtu had always treated Ji Zhi like a mentally retarded person, and he hasn’t changed now.   Ji Zhi knows the ways of time, and he still treats Bai Hongtu like one every day.   It’s even.   Every time Jiang Li saw Ji Zhi and Bai Hongtu antagonizing each other, he felt too normal, too out of place.   ”Who’s that following you? He looks familiar?” Jiang Li noticed one of Ji Zhi’s attendants writing furiously.   Hearing Jiang Li’s question about him, the man looked at Jiang Li excitedly.   ”He turns out to be Si Nan, the senior brother of the Guan Dacheng Sect,” Ji Zhi said.   Jiang Li remembered that he had seen this man on the commercial street during the early stages of the Human Emperor Celebration. He claimed to know him then.   ”What about now?”   ”He’s my newly recruited historian. He said he originally wanted to serve as a historian at the Human Emperor Palace, but it was difficult to see you there, so he came to our Great Zhou.”   ”He said he’s seen the Human Emperor more often in the Great Zhou than in the Human Emperor Palace.”   Yu Yin, who had been silent at the side, felt that this man’s words made sense.

Ji Zhi continued, “When he was first appointed, I asked him why he chose to be a historian. He told me that the original intention of establishing the Guan Dacheng Sect was to believe that you were both the Human Emperor and a Mahayana cultivator, destined to be the Human Emperor of all the heavens and realms, and your every move affected the fate of all living beings.”

“In the immortal world, there is the Way of Heaven, and the Immortal Emperor acts on behalf of Heaven. In the heavens and all the realms, there is the Way of Humanity, and the Human Emperor is the spokesperson for that Way.”

“The Guan Dacheng Sect not only observes all living beings and deduces changes in the Way of Humanity, but also observes the Human Emperor and deduces the fate of all realms.”

“But the Guan Dacheng Sect couldn’t observe you, so they adopted a roundabout strategy, serving as an official in the Great Zhou to observe you.”

“I’ve thought about it. Since you don’t have a historian in the Human Emperor Palace anyway, relying entirely on Commander Liu’s ‘Memoirs of the Human Emperor’ as your history book, why don’t I pay for one for you? I’ll hire you.”

Jiang Li used his divine sense to see that the historian, Si Nan, had written: The Human Emperor’s power is unfathomable, and he possesses unique insights into the ways of time. His Majesty intended to send the Human Emperor to the River of Time, but instead, the Human Emperor used his supreme divine power to send His Majesty there. The His Majesty returned from the River of Time, bewildered.

“You don’t care about the historian’s writings?”

Ji Zhi pursed his lips, motioning Jiang Li to look at an elderly man.

“He’s my true historian, responsible for recording my daily life. This Si Nan is specifically responsible for recording your whereabouts.”

(End of Chapter)