From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 237 All the world's hustle and bustle is for profit; eight hundred years of cause and effect ultimately come to nothing.
“Zhang Sheng, you’ve been a tortoise in the Moral Forest for eight hundred years, locking up the fortune of Confucianism for eight hundred years, causing Confucianism to fail to produce a sage for eight hundred years. Do you really know what you’re doing?”

The calm voice sounded like a thunderclap to everyone in the valley. Even the two chief priests, Meng and Wang, felt a tremor in their hearts and turned to look at the withered old man.

Zhang Sheng!!
Eight hundred years!
Is the Zhang Sheng from 800 years ago the same Zhang Sheng?

No, what about locking up the Confucian aura for eight hundred years?

Is there some secret behind this?

Zhao Xun spoke of a shocking secret, but unfortunately, those present were not of high enough status to grasp the meaning of his words at once.

"It seems you know quite a bit!" Zhang Sheng glanced at him with surprise. "Since you know I've locked up the Confucian destiny for eight hundred years, you should know why I did it?"

"I've read many classics since I was a child, and what I hate most are the two words 'Confucius said'. I always think, how can anyone in this world be so verbose and spout so much nonsense? This tendency to be a know-it-all is truly rare throughout history. But I never imagined that not only is this tendency to be a know-it-all rare, but you actually prefer to be everyone's father, huh? How impressive!"

Zhao Xun's tone was full of sarcasm, "You've suppressed the world for eight hundred years and monopolized eighty percent of Confucianism's fortune. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that no one will inherit this eighty percent of fortune, making it difficult for Confucianism to be passed down? Or are you afraid that immortals will interfere with the human world?"

"Since you already know, why ask any more questions?"

"Of course we need to ask clearly." Zhao Xun sneered, "You are a sage of Confucianism, traveling around the country and spreading the way of governing the country. This is your achievement, making Confucianism a prominent school of thought. But this does not mean that you can monopolize 80% of the fortune for so many years, causing the decline of Confucian talents and producing only self-righteous fools."

"So you took a different path, creating the Confucian and Taoist path of supernatural powers, forcibly seizing fortune. Aren't you stupid?"

"Don't think that just because you're a saint you can spout nonsense. What do you mean by forcibly seizing fortune? I've paved my own way for Confucianism and Taoism, and the fortune of Confucianism naturally follows the will of Heaven and the times, blessing me." Zhao Xun grinned coldly, took a step forward, and appeared in the air like a fleeting shadow.

"You've suppressed the world with the Confucian aura for eight hundred years, that's enough. Does this world belong only to the Confucian school? Why should only the Confucian aura be sacrificed? What about the geniuses of the Confucian school? Are there no geniuses from Taoism and Buddhism? Why don't they step in to suppress it? Are they all dead?"

One question left Zhang Sheng speechless. His virtue was great, his thoughts noble; to prevent immortals from interfering in the mortal realm, he remained there for eight hundred years, refusing to enter the immortal order. But…

You can't impose your will on others. If you're so capable, use your strength to suppress them. Why do you have to lock up the fortune of Confucianism? Does the fortune of Confucianism belong to you alone?
Do you realize that you have infringed upon other people's interests?
What is Jianghu?
The martial arts world is a place of human relationships and mutual interests!
You take advantage of your saintly status and reputation, and your superior strength, to take more than your share, using the name of righteousness to be generous with other people's money and seize the benefits of future generations!
Is this reasonable?

Well, if it has nothing to do with me, then it's definitely reasonable, and I'd give it a thumbs up.

However, this is Shangyin Academy, where everyone is a member of the Confucian school. Zhang Fuyao is harming their vital interests and cutting off their future paths. Do you think it's reasonable for them?
Zhang Fuyao was speechless.

Although what Zhao Xun said was true, he simplified an extremely complex matter involving countless causes and effects, to the point that it could be understood in just a few words and stirred up the emotions of those involved. For the time being, he could not find a reason to retaliate.

Because what he said was entirely true.

As the two conversed, the purple aura in the valley began to change again.

From within the Moral Forest came a series of violent roars, as if a massive boulder weighing ten thousand pounds was crushing down. Zhao Xun raised his hand and waved it towards the void. In an instant, boundless purple energy surged from the east, staining the sky. Within the Moral Forest, purple energy permeated the air, and countless chains could be vaguely seen breaking. The suppressed fortune surged and churned like a tide, disintegrating between heaven and earth.

Outside the Moral Forest, Huang Longshi stared at the collapsing fortune, his face ashen and his eyes filled with horror.

He knew Zhao Xun was extraordinary, but he never expected him to go to this extent, or dare to go to this extent!

Zhang Fuyao monopolized 80% of the Confucian school's fortune for 800 years, suppressing the immortal sects. For the past 800 years, people in the immortal realm have no longer been able to reincarnate at will, interfere in the human world, or plot to seize fortune, as they did 800 years ago. Those in the human world belong to the human world, and those in the immortal realm belong to the immortal realm.

This involves not only Confucianism, but also Buddhism and Taoism. The hidden transactions and causal relationships involved are chilling to even think about.

But Zhao Xun ignored it all...

He did it! How dare he?!
"What belongs to the human world belongs to the human world, and what belongs to the Confucian school belongs to the Confucian school." Zhao Xun looked at Zhang Fuyao, whose expression was somewhat fluctuating, and said, "The days when Confucianism was taken advantage of are gone forever. From now on, everyone will rely on their own methods and abilities!"

Having said that, he ignored Zhang Fuyao, turned around, and gathered purple energy above his head, merging with the purple energy filling the sky.

Amidst the surging purple aura, a purple nine-tiered lotus platform began to condense, appearing beneath Zhao Xun's feet and lifting him up to stand before the Shiqu Pavilion.

The purple aura that filled the sky disappeared, and the sky cleared up again. Behind Zhao Xun, a golden statue, sixteen feet tall, appeared and disappeared.

Step into the celestial realm!

Standing on a purple lotus, Zhao Xun, bearing the Dharma image, ignored Zhang Fuyao and turned his gaze to the people in the valley. He said, "After the seventh-rank benevolent person comes the sixth rank. When a Confucian scholar cultivates to the sixth rank, he becomes a Confucian scholar. A sixth-rank Confucian scholar comprehends the essence of Confucian thought, is protected by literary energy, and is immune to all evil. His words become law, and this is where it begins..."

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Two Zen Temples

As the purple pillar of fortune rose into the sky from the small thatched hut on the east side of the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, a middle-aged monk in white robes seemed to sense something. He looked up at the direction of the Shangyin Academy in the south, then stared blankly, his mouth muscles twitching uncontrollably.

"What, what, what... What are the Confucianists up to? Have they gone mad?"

The next moment, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly let out a strange cry and shot towards the abbot's residence behind the temple with lightning speed, muttering, "The Confucian school has ruined things, the Confucian school has ruined things..."

Western Regions, Mount Lantau

After the pillar supporting the sky was erected, several ascetic monks almost simultaneously turned their gazes to the south, and then, one by one, their faces showed sorrow as they bowed their heads and chanted Buddhist prayers.

A very tall female Dharma King, dressed in crimson jade and white robes, looked towards the Shangyin Academy, her eyes narrowed, a sharp glint in them. "The cause and effect have changed, and I must go to Xiangfan as soon as possible, but the time is not yet ripe!"

Longhushan

The old celestial master blinked, as if in disbelief, then rubbed his eyes a few more times before staring intently at the purple pillar of heaven. He then jumped up and cursed, "What the hell is Zhang Fuyao up to? Releasing his fortune at this time, has he gone mad?"

are you crazy?
Another middle-aged Taoist priest named Zhao Huangchao was completely bewildered.

This Zhao Xun seems to be a member of his clan!

When will the Zhao family's fortune be able to nurture such a monster?

Or is it a celestial being reincarnated?
For a moment, a sharp glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, and after a long while, he gently closed his eyes.

"We must test the waters first!"

Similarly, in Tai'an City, inside the Shouren Hall...

Emperor Zhao Dun of Liyang looked at the thin intelligence report in his hand. After a long while, he finally looked up at Qi Yanglong and asked, "How is it?"

"Sixth-rank Confucian scholar, hehe—" As a leading figure in Confucianism and the Grand Master of Shangyin Academy, after receiving definite news and intelligence about Shangyin Mountain and confirming it personally, he was also in a state of turmoil. Seeing Zhao Dun looking over, he smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I have to go back to Wuxiang Mountain."

(End of this chapter)