The Great Seminary

Chapter 182 Private Affairs
Tao Yaoyao had only met Zhang Gui a few times, and they hadn't even exchanged a single word, let alone had any real relationship.

However, upon hearing that his senior brother, with whom he had shared deep interests and had known each other since childhood and shared a strong clan bond, had treated him unfairly, he became extremely indignant and angry.

Anyone who sees this will find it strange.

But Mr. Yin showed a hint of understanding and said in a strange tone:

"Junior Sister Yaoyao, you are still the same Tao Yaoyao as before."

I knew that no matter how downcast you seemed the other day, you never truly gave up on Zhang Gui, this 'true seed'.

"Let's leave these idle words aside for now."

Senior brother, do you still remember the original reasons for the emergence of the many ancient sects, religions, families and so on in the four continents of the Earth?
"Of course I remember."

It's simply a matter of "the continuation of the human race."

"It's good that you still remember."

So, if we want the human race to continue, will it ultimately depend on mortals or immortals?

"Of course, we need real people."

For millions of years, humanity's only natural enemy has been the 'Earth Demon Race'.

In all the world-destroying wars waged against the 'Hundred Races of Earthly Demons,' the decisive factor was never the power of mortals.

"Yes.

No matter how strong a mortal is, there is no hope of breaking through the barriers to become a great god or supreme being and take control of the fate of mankind.

Only real people like you and me have even the slightest glimmer of hope.

Before the age of twenty, one can rely on the awakened bloodline clusters to evolve the complete form of the 'true form';
Cultivating the Dao-entering techniques, regardless of rank, allows one to break through the insurmountable barrier within three years and become a 'Category C' cultivator;

"Those who cultivate the Daoist techniques can develop spiritual energy before the age of twenty, and spontaneously generate their 'true form'..."

Tao Yaoyao rattled off thirty-three different conditions in one breath.
"Those who possess any three of the above qualities can be called 'true seed'."

Reaching the level of 'Non-human,' which is equivalent to Level B, is equivalent to 'True Person.'

Zhang Gui was right; before the age of twenty... Shen Cong evolved into its 'true form'.
Cultivating the Daoist techniques...breaking through the insurmountable barrier within three years;

Mastering these three aspects—the two true forms and transformations—is the true seed of a true person!

“So what.

Such prodigies are rare, but we've all had our share of ruthless attempts to stifle them.

"Why is Zhang Gui so different?"

"That's different, Senior Brother, you clearly know that's different!"

Tao Yaoyao spoke in an unusually angry voice:

"It's like the imperial examination in a mortal court; even if you pass, it's really nothing special."

While an official position is highly prestigious among the general public, it is nothing unusual in official circles.

You earned your reputation through academic excellence and hard work, which may sound good.

But that doesn't necessarily mean they are much better than those who were granted official positions through hereditary privilege, or those who rose through the ranks from humble beginnings.

Because of their ignorance, they were targeted and attacked by factions, or they unintentionally offended some high-ranking officials, and were sometimes killed on a whim.

But even though they were qualified for the imperial examinations, they forced others to take the lead.

To pre-select someone who isn't even qualified to take the exam is a heinous crime of cheating…

"Wait a minute, Junior Sister Tao. When did I ever force Zhang Gui to stay out of the limelight?"

It's just that we're not giving him a chance, not giving him a chance like our sect does.

"Dailuo Sect, the master of the five gates of East, West, South, North and Central, inherits the ancient mandate of heaven."

You haven't forgotten how we selected the most talented individuals for the sake of 'the continuation of the race,' have you?"

"This 'supreme talent' refers to the primordial spirit being at its most refined and sincere, the blood and qi being at their strongest and greatest, and the vital energy being at its purest and truest. What does this have to do with the seed of a true person and the imperial examinations?"

"But if one is not even a true seed, how can one be a true disciple of an ancient sect like our Dailuo Sect!"

"So, junior sister, you don't actually want to stand up for Zhang Gui at all."

Rather, he genuinely didn't believe that ordinary people could be compared to him; they were just "humans."

Mr. Yin said quietly:
"Even if it is a royal family or noble family of a great nation, such as Prince Feng, in your eyes he is still a prominent figure among monkeys."

I am ashamed to associate with them.

Even though Zhang Gui is utterly worthless, he is still a 'real seed'.

It's the essence of a real person, someone you consider your own. That's why you seem so selfless.

But deep down, he is extremely gloomy, more than ten or a hundred times more arrogant and selfish than I am.

I stirred up trouble on Fresh Rong Island, sacrificing the lives of millions of ordinary people to build the foundation for our ascension to heaven. Perhaps I still feel a little bit of reluctance and a trace of guilt at times.

But no matter how sorrowful your expression or words may seem, you actually don't care at all.

Tao Yaoyao was silent for a moment after hearing this, then replied indifferently, "So what?"

Time flies, and before we know it, it's May.

Yuanluanyang has ushered in the spring season, which lasts for only one month a year.

The second small-nation war on Fresh Velvet Island has already come to an end.

This time, Prince Zhen's "temporary capital" did not gain any advantage, and the forces of the Yuanshan Protectorate were deadlocked on the Ningrang Plain.

Having already profited enough from the battlefield, Zhang Gui once again brazenly left the island.

Truly free and lazy.

However, because he has two hats on one head, his identity is extremely special.

The position of chief coroner was obtained from Prince Zhen, and he had no direct superior.

Furthermore, he openly used the "Tai Sui Enters the Godhood" in his mind to devour the corpses of those who died in battle.

In their fear, the common people somehow began to spread the rumor that Zhang Gui's maternal barbarian tribe, the "Stone Corpse Tribe," was actually a variant of the "Corpse-Eating Tribe."

He came to Fresh Velvet Island to eat corpses as sacrifices to the heavens and to cultivate demonic magic.

You never know what kind of retribution you'll suffer if you offend them.

So nobody cared about him at all; he could stay or leave as he pleased.

Then came a period of rough seas.

Zhang Gui pretended to return to his fiefdom of Zhihai Town in the Ming Song Kingdom of the Eastern Continent.

It took half a day.

He appeared several times in prominent places such as the shogunate office, the docks, and the commercial streets.

He silently teleported to the True Dragon Kingdom on Giant Serpent Head Island.

Springtime in the streets of Sangseokyo is warm and gentle.

The valley was full of energetic young people, with only occasional middle-aged or elderly people appearing.

These two age groups of true dragon citizens must possess extraordinary skills.

Those who earn more and have more experience are therefore more at ease.

For example, there's a teahouse/bookstore on the street called "Wanben Da Nao Ji".

The top storyteller in the show, Zhao Kuaizui, is said to have memorized tens of thousands of storytelling novels and legends from ancient times to the present.

If they keep talking for ten hours every day without changing their tune, they could talk until they die.

That's obviously an exaggeration.

However, this is enough to show how spacious their stomachs are.

"...This old man was tricked by that bastard Prince Zhen and sent to Tianji Island, where I spent my days digging holes and planting sweet potatoes..."

I thought I was so hungry, short of breath, and feeling palpitations that I could only wait to die...

Unexpectedly, in a moment of disorientation, I found myself in our True Dragon Kingdom, this paradise on earth…

This is exactly what is meant by, "Don't say the future is full of dangers, good fortune is just a matter of changing your luck."

This experience is actually quite similar to that of a hero from ancient times…”

On the stage of the teahouse, Zhao Kuaizui was telling a story with great emotion.

The expressions of many viewers changed constantly as the story unfolded.

Below the platform.

Zhang Gui and three unfamiliar tea drinkers sat around a round table.

They enjoyed a plate of salted peanuts with a steaming cup of strong tea.

They seemed quite content.

(End of this chapter)