Chapter 287: Right and Wrong! The Law Source! True Inheritance?

Chapter 287: Right and Wrong! The Law Source! True Inheritance?

"Dao Sovereign."

Xuan Yi looked at Su Changqing, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The founder of Daoism, one of the ancient emperors' greatest strongmen, had personally bestowed the power of emptiness to Su Changqing?

But Su Changqing is a Fiend!

Shouldn't he be on the opposite side of Daoism?

Xuan Yi fell silent.

He didn't dare to question the Dao Sovereign's decision, but he couldn't ignore his own thoughts either.

For the first time, right and wrong seemed blurred, leaving him unsure.

Xuanyan seemed to sense Xuan Yi's thoughts and spoke softly:

"Are right and wrong, black and white, and justice and injustice really that important?"

Xuan Yi looked up dazedly, as if seeking an answer.

Xuanyan didn't speak but gestured toward Su Changqing.

"Watch. He will show you the answer."

...

At this moment, on the Arena.

A thousand feet of land had been reduced to rubble. Apart from Su Changqing, no one else stood.

Divine Output and divine techniques alike.

In the moment Su Changqing unleashed the Chaos Pearl, they had lost all their fighting power.

After forming the True Self Divine Output, the Chaos Pearl's suppression, range, and power had all skyrocketed.

If these people weren't Daoism disciples but true enemies,

This attack would have killed them, not just made them spit blood!

"Phew."

Even Su Changqing couldn't help but heave a heavy breath, having expended a great deal of energy.

Facing over a thousand Divine Output Heavenly Prides and numerous divine techniques,

Even with his current combat strength, he had to take it seriously and give it his all.

But fortunately, his efforts were not in vain.

These Heavenly Prides had unknowingly undergone a transformation.

"Damn it, I can still fight!"

Qing He struggled to his feet, covered in blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, and even though he was heavily injured, his killing intent still burned fiercely.

The other Daoism Heavenly Prides were mostly in the same state.

After the brutal battle, they had forgotten about life and death, with only one thought in their minds.

They couldn't let Su Changqing become the deputy sect leader!

"I find it strange."

Su Changqing regained his composure and calmly looked at the crowd.

"Why do you harbor such intense malice toward me?"

Qing He, without hesitation, shouted angrily, "Because you are a Fiend! A Dark Being!"

The others also roared in anger, their gazes toward Su Changqing filled with hostility and killing intent.

"Is darkness inherently evil?"

Su Changqing said calmly, "There is no absolute right or wrong in this world, only preconceived notions."

"I have no regrets, and even now, I have not killed anyone."

"Have you ever considered, if I were truly a Fiend, why would I show you such mercy?"

Qing He and the others were momentarily stunned.

They looked around and realized that, although they were in a pitiful state and had lost their fighting power,

As Su Changqing had said, not a single one of them had died!

"Since you believe that right is right and wrong is wrong",

"Let me see if you can truly uphold your principles when disaster befalls you."

Seeing the silent crowd, Su Changqing shook his head and smiled.

He stepped lightly on the ground, and countless array patterns spread out from beneath him.

In an instant, a highly realistic illusionary array enveloped everyone present.

The powerful beings watching the battle were all taken aback.

A single thought to form an array!

No one had expected Su Changqing's array skills to be so advanced.

At this moment, the many Heavenly Prides, who had mostly lost their fighting power, were easily enveloped by the illusionary array.

The scenery around them changed dramatically.

Each person saw a completely different scene, but they all found themselves in the most cherished places in their hearts.

The people by their sides were the ones closest to them in life.

Despite knowing that the people around them were illusions, the Heavenly Prides couldn't help but soften their expressions.

"Mother, I haven't seen you in so long."

"Ha ha, Teacher, look, I'm now at the Divine Aspect Realm."

"Hong'er, wait for me a little longer, I will come to marry you."

The crowd, having lost their fighting power, soon became immersed in the illusion.

Their faces were filled with happy smiles and the joy of seeing their loved ones.

But before they could revel in their happiness for long,

Some cultivators from prestigious orthodox sects found them.

These cultivators came seeking treasures, and at the slightest disagreement, they began to fight.

Relatives were harmed, teachers were killed, and lovers bled to death.

Those who had been in paradise were instantly plunged into hell.

Everyone went mad, their eyes red with rage, screaming as they charged at the so-called righteous cultivators.

But there were too many of them, and with their strength, they were no match. They could only watch helplessly as their loved ones were killed.

No one could understand the powerlessness, despair, and anger they felt.

Suddenly, a Fiend, surrounded by overwhelming darkness and malevolence, arrived.

He easily slaughtered those cultivators and saved the loved ones who were about to die.

This brief illusion shattered abruptly.

All the Heavenly Prides present, their eyes once crazed and bloodshot, gradually regained clarity.

No one spoke, only sitting in a daze, recalling the scenes they had just witnessed.

"Don’t be tense, it was just an illusion."

Su Changqing’s calm voice echoed,

"You believe that what is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong."

"But I wonder, if the scenes in the illusion were to truly happen, how would you react?"

The Heavenly Prides present all showed confusion in their eyes.

Their so-called justice had led to the destruction of their families.

The darkness they saw had saved the despairing world.

Was darkness right or wrong?

Could they say that darkness was evil? Could they say that the righteous cultivators were good?

Everyone fell silent.

Though it was just a simple illusion, it mirrored Su Changqing’s and their own experiences.

Su Changqing was darkness, yet he had saved the Continent Dao Platform.

They were the righteous, yet they had turned their blades against Su Changqing.

What was right? What was wrong?

When they put themselves in the shoes of the victims, the world’s definitions of right and wrong seemed unimportant.

"The world’s opinions don’t matter. Right and wrong are merely different perspectives."

Su Changqing looked at the crowd below and said,

"Whether it’s right or wrong, black or white, what matters is being true to your heart."

The world was silent.

Even the hidden powerful figures showed signs of deep thought, their eyes flashing with understanding.

Su Changqing had been here for a short time, but he had taught them two crucial lessons.

The first lesson taught them what it meant to have passion.

The second lesson taught them how to truly discern right from wrong.

These two lessons, though seemingly simple, were something that even Xuanyan’s efforts within Daoism couldn’t change.

Only Su Changqing, with his unique approach, could truly address Daoism’s hidden issues.

No one noticed.

At that moment, Xuanyan on the cliff, with a solemn expression, bowed deeply in Su Changqing’s direction.

Xuan Qingzi, standing not far from Su Changqing, bowed even more deeply.

Only they understood how significant Su Changqing’s actions today were for Daoism’s future!

"Let them think more about it. Changqing, come with me."

Xuan Qingzi smiled and led Su Changqing deeper into the Xuanqing Clan.

Just as they were about to leave, the pale-faced Lingxu Zi, still recovering from his injuries, rushed to the scene.

Seeing Su Changqing about to leave and the silent disciples, he was taken aback.

"Have you figured it out?"

Seeing Lingxu Zi, Su Changqing asked with a smile.

Lingxu Zi’s expression turned serious, and without a word, he bowed deeply in respect.

"Ha ha ha, I’m off."

Su Changqing laughed and walked past Lingxu Zi.

He didn’t need anyone’s gratitude.

Just as he had realized on Fenyuntaif, as long as he was true to his heart, that was enough.

Lingxu Zi watched Su Changqing’s departing figure, his expression a mix of gratitude and complexity.

In the end, he murmured, his voice carried away by the wind.

"Thank you, Deputy Sect Leader!"

…

In an elegant pavilion.

Su Changqing and Xuan Qingzi sat opposite each other, each with a cup of clear tea.

"Daoism has had its old problems for a long time. Today, Changqing’s actions have helped Daoism immensely."

Xuan Qingzi said with a sigh.

"I consider it a repayment for the divination you did for me back then."

Su Changqing smiled indifferently and took a sip of his tea.

Xuan Qingzi chuckled.

Looking at Su Changqing, he felt a sense of nostalgia.

Though they hadn’t been apart for long, Su Changqing had matured significantly.

Whether in cultivation, realm, combat power, or in his demeanor and conduct, he had grown.

From the young, naive youth who left Qing Shan Village, he had become a great master capable of leading a major sect.

But at the same time, the young man who once looked forward to the world with eager anticipation had gradually left that enthusiasm behind on his journey out of Qing Shan Village.

"Have you ever regretted your path in cultivation?"

Xuan Qingzi asked with a complex look in his eyes.

Su Changqing didn’t say much, but he understood.

Despite his inherent kindness, Su Changqing had found himself on the opposite side of the world.

It hadn’t been an easy journey.

"Perhaps I have."

Su Changqing gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with reminiscence as he said,

"It’s been a long time since I last visited my mother."

"And I had promised not to speak that I would find her, but now..."

Su Changqing opened his mouth but didn’t continue, his expression somewhat melancholic.

In front of his friend, he finally let down his strong facade.

The world being against him was a mere four words.

But no one could truly understand the immense pressure Su Changqing bore.

He wanted to visit his mother, but trivial matters kept him busy, and he couldn’t do as he wished.

He wanted to see Bure, but he feared causing trouble for the other person, so he suppressed his longing.

Though his cultivation journey hadn’t been long, Su Changqing felt mentally exhausted.

Now, even if he wanted to stop, he couldn’t.

Xuan Qingzi asked if he regretted it.

Thinking back to the carefree, joyful days of his youth in Qing Shan Village, Su Changqing’s eyes softened with a nostalgic smile.

He remembered that his initial goal was merely to become an outer disciple of a Xianzong.

“Don’t lose heart; everything will pass.”

Xuan Qingzi couldn’t offer much comfort, so he sighed softly.

“Of course.”

Su Changqing smiled, his eyes bright with confidence.

“With enough strength, I can shatter all chains!”

“That day is not far off!”

Xuan Qingzi laughed heartily, “I’ll help you!”

…

Su Changqing and Xuan Qingzi sat and talked over tea for a long time.

It wasn’t until late at night that Xuan Qingzi got up to leave.

He looked at Su Changqing and smiled, “I always said I would teach you Dao techniques, but I never had the chance.”

“Now that you’re in the Xuanqing Clan, feel free to read whatever techniques you want.”

With that, he waved his sleeve, and a passage appeared inside the pavilion.

At the end of the passage was a vast library.

Inside, it contained everything from profound secret arts to martial techniques, all the legacies recorded since Daoism’s inception.

For Su Changqing, Xuan Qingzi, and Xuanyan, there were no secrets kept.

Not to mention the kindness Daoism had shown Su Changqing.

Even with his current position as deputy clan head of the Xuanqing Clan, he had the right to access everything.

“The Domain Lord told me you’re here to borrow the Imperial Weapon to merge with the Time Force.”

Xuan Qingzi pondered for a moment and said, “This matter is a bit complicated.”

“Wait here for a few days, and I’ll come to fetch you.”

Su Changqing didn’t know the difficulty of merging with the Time Force; he assumed borrowing the Imperial Weapon would suffice.

But little did he know, the Time Force was an unparalleled Law.

It wasn’t something that could be easily borrowed and obtained.

If Su Changqing truly wanted to gain the Time Force, he would need the Law Source within the Imperial Weapon!

Only by devouring that Law Source would he himself be able to harness the power of time.

However, doing so would greatly weaken the Imperial Weapon.

Here, it’s worth mentioning the special nature of Daoism’s Imperial Weapon.

Daoism’s Imperial Weapon is a nine-story crystal tower.

This tower is thousands of feet tall, and within it, one can control the flow of time, making it Daoism’s supreme treasure!

It is precisely because of this artifact that Daoism has remained strong for a thousand years.

Cultivating within the tower, where the flow of time can be altered, allows Daoism’s disciples to quickly pass through their initial stages of cultivation.

The tower has nine levels, and the higher you go, the more the flow of time changes.

While the tower’s effects are minimal after reaching the Divine Law Realm, for the sect, the foundation and quantity of new disciples are crucial!

If the tower’s ability to alter the flow of time were lost,

Future cultivation for the Xuanqing Clan and Daoism’s new disciples would take much longer.

While becoming deputy clan head was difficult, with Xuanyan’s support, it was still possible.

But devouring the Law Source of the crystal tower

This was extremely difficult!

Even with Xuanyan’s high status, he would need to convince many people.

“Alright, I’ll wait for your news.”

Su Changqing, unaware of the difficulties, nodded with a smile.

Xuan Qingzi didn’t say much more, just bid farewell and left.

“Just borrowing the Imperial Weapon, with my senior status and divine calculations, it shouldn’t be too hard.”

Su Changqing wasn’t worried; instead, he focused his gaze on the vast library deep within the pavilion.

He had always had a suspicion.

Everyone in Daoism said that while the Dao Sovereign left many legacies,

The truly transcendent legacies and profound techniques had long been lost.

He had asked Xuanyan and Xuan Qingzi about this, and both had confirmed it.

While Daoism’s legacies were strong, their top-tier techniques and legacies were far inferior to those of the ancient Great Dao Sovereigns.

But Su Changqing remained skeptical.

Because he had seen the Dao Sovereign!

He clearly remembered what the Dao Sovereign had said.

“I have created many Dao techniques in my life, and all the essence is left in Daoism.”

“Most of them were created based on the Laws of Time and Space, which are very helpful for understanding the Laws of Time and Space.”

“Consider it a token of gratitude.”

The Dao Sovereign’s words echoed in his mind, and Su Changqing’s gaze fell on the vast library.

He stepped into it slowly, his eyes bright, and murmured to himself,

“Perhaps the legacy is hidden here, not lost!”

(End of Chapter)

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