Confucian and Taoist Cultivation Starting from the Equipment Slot

After Chen Zhuo finished speaking, the room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief at this arrogant young man.

Wang Kuang was so anxious in the private room that he kept stamping his feet and muttering curses under his breath:

"This reckless fool! Is he really courting death?"

At this moment, Chen Zhuo felt a strange sense of exhilaration.

He didn't know how this history would ultimately unfold, but some things always had to be done by someone stepping forward.

Moreover, this is an unknowable realm, where he can do whatever he wants.

The smile on Steward Wang's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a sinister murderous intent.

"Instructor Chen, do you know where the last person who spoke to me like that is now?"

"Where?"

"Feeding fish at the bottom of the Qingshan River."

Chen Zhuo nodded, then smiled:

"That's perfect. I've always wanted to find an opportunity to test whether the literary aura of a scholar can actually be used to breathe underwater."

As soon as he finished speaking, the word "war" appeared on the screen, and Chen Zhuo's figure disappeared from the spot.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Steward Wang.

The scene fell silent instantly.

Manager Wang paused for a second, then burst into laughter.

"Hey kid, is this all you've got? You think you can just tickle me?"

Before he could finish speaking, a few strands of hair floated down from the air.

The sound stopped abruptly, leaving only a face filled with fear.

If the other side can cut off your hair in such a short time, then they can cut off your neck.

The new instructor is quite capable!

On the other hand, although Chen Zhuo can do whatever he wants, he must also consider the consequences.

I am not afraid of death, but what about afterwards?

He hadn't forgotten what his purpose was, Junior Sister!

Chen Zhuo glanced at him and said softly, "Get lost!"

Manager Wang, not daring to raise his eyes, turned and led his men away from the restaurant.

Chen Zhuo glanced in the direction of the private room and then left.

The entrance to the Tianzi private room.

Wang Kuang clenched his fist. "Useless! A mere ninth-rank martial artist dares to provoke a mere scholar? He's utterly ignorant of his own limitations!"

He had wanted to intervene, but considering his position as an instructor, it wasn't appropriate for him to do so.

At the same time, he also harbored the intention of testing the waters.

If a scholar cannot defeat a fellow scholar of the same rank, then he is truly useless.

The result was exactly as he expected.

"Instructor Wang, what should we do now?"

Wang Kuang glared at him.

"What else can we do? Go after them? Let's eat first!"

"What about the intelligence provided above?"

Wang Kuang calmly picked up a pot of wine, "At this point, I have already made up my mind."

"The battle-related incantation that kid just used is not the type that anyone in our Qingshan County has mastered."

"There are only two reasons. One is that he created it himself, but Qingshan County is so small that nothing can escape the Wangjiadian intelligence network, so there is only one reason."

"That means he's from out of town!"

Upon hearing Wang Kuang's analysis, everyone offered their opinions.

"Instructor Wang is so wise!"

"Instructor Wang is wise!"

After saying that, he sat down and began to enjoy the food.

A meal here isn't cheap, and since Instructor Wang is treating, we certainly won't waste it.

Meanwhile, after Chen Zhuo left the restaurant, his stomach started growling.

"That was hasty; you should have eaten before coming out!"

I sighed inwardly, but going back now was out of the question.

If he goes back now, all the momentum he built up will be wasted.

Chen Zhuo touched his pockets and found he was penniless.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to go to a place he was familiar with.

That's the Chen residence.

I wonder what the Chen family mansion was like ten years ago. Could there have been another version of myself there?

If so, will any chemical reaction occur?

After walking along the path he remembered for a while, Chen Zhuo stopped in front of a gate.

The gate was deserted and overgrown with weeds, clearly indicating that no one had lived there for a long time.

Just as Chen Zhuo was about to go in and investigate, he suddenly sensed something in the depths of his being.

He could actually sense the aura of the cultural lineage in the distant horizon.

It wasn't there before!

"Why did the cultural lineage suddenly appear here? Isn't this an unknowable realm? Or has my test ended?"

"He should have gone out by now, so why is there no change?"

While he was thinking, his vision briefly blurred, but quickly returned to normal.

Looking up, the once desolate courtyard has been transformed into a brand-new entrance, with two large characters "Xie Mansion" written on the plaque above the gate.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo was somewhat surprised and uncertain. What kind of trouble was going on now?

Is it a time distortion, or something else?

He then comforted himself, "This is an unknowable realm; anything can happen here."

After offering some words of comfort, he carefully examined the plaque.

"The Xie residence?"

Chen Zhuo had absolutely no recollection of the Xie family in Qingshan County!

……

Meanwhile, beyond the unknown realm, within the Heart Source Academy.

Shen Zhiya, who was studying bamboo, suddenly looked up at the horizon.

A pale blue light shot into the sky, and several other auras of the same level looked towards it at the same time.

The aura they exuded was clearly that of a Rank 7 Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations)!

"The ruins have been thrown into turmoil once again, but this time the blue light will fall somewhere."

The blue light is the aura emanating from an item within the ruins, generally referred to as the light of inheritance.

After the Light of Inheritance leaves the ruins, it will automatically seek out items of the same origin as it.

If there are no similar items nearby, it will remain in a stagnant state, which is a good opportunity to compete for it.

The Light of Heritage can imbue items with the aura of relics, providing an advantage in relic exploration.

Shen Zhiya observed silently, his literary aura gathering around him.

Then he saw the blue light hover in the sky for a moment before finally falling into the Heart Source Crystal.

With a thought, his consciousness was reflected into the unknowable realm, leaving only his physical body outside.

Upon entering, you find yourself in a valley filled with bamboo and peach groves.

As soon as he appeared, people surrounded him.

"Old Shen, why didn't you go and bring your apprentices today? Why are you chatting with us instead?"

The one speaking is also a reflection.

It's just that the aura is a bit more robust.

"I don't have time for small talk. Is President Mu here?"

Upon hearing Shen Zhiyai's words, Xiong Muyuan raised his voice: "President! President! Old Shen is looking for you!"

As soon as they finished speaking, a physical figure with a full head of white hair appeared in front of them.

Seeing President Mu's amiable expression, Shen Zhiya remained composed and respectfully said:

"President, there are indeed items from my Heart Source School in the Green Mountain Ruins. The light of the ruins has already been integrated into the crystal, but we don't know how it has changed yet."

"Understood, proceed according to plan."

After saying that, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Only then did Xiong Muyuan dare to catch his breath.

"The president's understanding of the Way of the Heart is getting stronger and stronger. When will I be able to comprehend it to this extent?"

Shen Zhiya glanced at him disdainfully.

"You could never catch up to the club president, not even in eight lifetimes!"

Having said that, Shen Zhiya's reflection also left the Unknowable Domain, giving him no room for rebuttal.

Just as Xiong Muyuan was about to retort, he discovered that Shen Zhiya had already run away.

He was so angry he stomped his foot. "You're going to be the death of me, old bear! You surnamed Shen, if I ever speak to you again, I'm not human!"

Then he touched his head.

"It seems like I, Old Bear, wasn't even human to begin with."