The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

"I agreed, but I made it clear beforehand that I might not be able to teach Him anything. After all, I don't consider myself arrogant."

Fang Zhou agreed to meet with Arrogance, since he didn't have much else to do anyway.

Gluttony breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Fang Zhou.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mingri. I will deliver Arrogance to the Myriad Saints Sect in a few days. That prodigy has some connections with the Myriad Saints Sect, and I have already made contact. Fellow Daoist, please visit Arrogance at Sacred Array Peak when you have time."

After finishing his speech, Gluttony bid farewell to Fang Zhou and left.

He was going back to the divine realm, ready to send arrogance upon Him.

Fang Zhou watched Gluttony leave and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's unbelievable that someone could have such a miserable life; that prodigy is truly..."

Fang Zhou picked up Xiao Yue and held it in front of him.

"Am I really arrogant? I'm actually very humble."

Xiaoyue tilted her head and called out softly.

Fang Zhou smiled and placed Xiaoyue on his shoulder.

"Forget it, why should I care about other people's opinions? I just need to be myself. Living in other people's eyes is such a foolish thing to do once."

He led Xiaoyue toward Cheng Wenyuan, by which time the competitive eating contest was coming to an end.

The other tables were almost finished eating, and the round, chubby people lying in front of the long table created a strangely comical scene.

"Brother Cheng, are they really alright?"

Fang Zhou looked at the fat man who was having some difficulty moving and asked Cheng Wenyuan.

Cheng Wenyuan smiled and shook his head.

"The food provided by the Gluttony Church has been specially processed and will not cause any harm. It will recover in a few days."

Cheng Wenyuan looked at those people who had eaten themselves into a ball, his tone somewhat wistful.

"This also serves as a reminder to them that they're still not willing to stop eating even after they've eaten this much."

Xiao Lu walked to Fang Zhou's side, tilted her head to examine the balls in the distance, and then turned to look at Cheng Wenyuan:

"Brother Cheng, can they still walk like this?"

Cheng Wenyuan couldn't help but chuckle: "It'll go down in a few days. The food from the Gluttony Church only makes you gain weight temporarily; it won't really harm your health."

"oh,"

The little deer nodded as if it understood, then looked up at Xiaoyue on Fang Zhou's shoulder and suddenly made a serious comparison.

"Did the cat get fat because it ate too much?"

Xiaoyue suddenly raised her head, her amber eyes wide open, and her tail bristled like a feather duster.

Fang Zhou couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Cheng Wenyuan smiled and, together with the manager of the orphanage, led the children back to the orphanage.

Fang Zhou put Xiao Yue down and let him play with the children from the orphanage. He and Cheng Wenyuan sat down in the pavilion next to them and watched them.

Cheng Wenyuan poured Fang Zhou a cup of tea and couldn't help but smile as he watched the children playing happily in the distance.

"Brother Cheng, why have you stayed in Cheng'an for so long?"

Fang Zhou took a sip of tea and looked at Cheng Wenyuan.

He had talked to Ye Ninghan about why the Wansheng Sect had an outer disciple division.

Although there was no distinction of status among the disciples within the sect, such as true disciples or core members, there was a separate outer disciple.

Fang Zhou was curious, so he asked Ye Ninghan.

Ye Ninghan's answer was that after three years of study at Chengdao Peak, newly initiated disciples could choose to pursue further studies at any of the major peaks.

Alternatively, one could leave the sect and apply to cultivate outside the sect for an extended period, thus becoming an outer disciple.

Fang Zhou was speechless for a moment. It turned out that the outer sect was really the outer sect. Those who were outside the sect were the outer sect disciples.

So he was very curious about what exactly was supporting Cheng Wenyuan.

He was told to give up his cultivation at the Ten Thousand Saints Sect and stay in Cheng'an.

Cheng Wenyuan smiled and looked at the group of children chasing and playing in the distance.

"Brother Fang, what do you think is the purpose of spiritual practice?"

Fang Zhou hadn't expected him to ask a question back, and after thinking for a moment:

"Actually, it's not for any particular reason. I just have some talent, and if I can cultivate, then I will."

Cheng Wenyuan chuckled: "That answer is quite in line with Brother Fang's personality."

He put down his teacup, interlaced his fingers on his knees, and looked at the children with gentle eyes.

"Brother Fang, do you know? Most of these children have a tragic past. Although the Salesian Orphanage gave them a home, it cannot heal the wounds they suffered."

Cheng Wenyuan suddenly looked into the distance.

"The world outside the Wansheng Sect's territory is terrifying. It's a group of cultivators who cultivate for their own desires, and they often use any means necessary to target everyone."

Cheng Wenyuan turned to look at Fang Zhou.

"Brother Fang, don't you think this is ridiculous? Cultivation resources are readily available everywhere, yet they still fight for pointless desires. They want to become stronger, to be superior to others, and to have endless wealth."

Various desires compelled them to engage in meaningless slaughter. Not only that, they spared even talented mortals, fearing their revenge once they grew stronger. They were acutely aware of their sins and had no intention of stopping.

The children's laughter came from the courtyard, but Fang Zhou remained silent.

"Those children have been tortured by those monks, and I don't want them to become like them in the future, all for the sake of power. That's why I chose to stay at Cheng'an Academy."

Cheng Wenyuan's tone was firm; he, too, had almost gone astray in the past.

"I can't make them give up their hatred, but at least I can prevent them from becoming the people they hate."

Fang Zhou remained silent, unsure of what to say.

He was lucky to be born within the jurisdiction of the Wansheng Sect and had never seen any disgusting people.

The only hardship I've ever suffered since childhood was probably the stripping away of the essence of the Hengyang Sacred Body.

But at that time his brain was not fully developed and his memory had not yet awakened, so he did not remember that such a thing existed.

Cheng Wenyuan took a sip of tea and looked at Fang Zhou with a smile.

"Brother Fang, please don't mind. This is just my wishful thinking. These children probably don't need my guidance."

He looked at the children playing and frolicking, seemingly tireless, with a gentle gaze.

"They will definitely grow up to be outstanding people."

Fang Zhou looked at Cheng Wenyuan and shook his head.

"If it weren't for Brother Cheng setting an example, they probably wouldn't be in this situation now. Brother Cheng, what you've done is meaningful."

is it?

Cheng Wenyuan smiled but didn't reply, instead looking at the children.

Fang Zhou watched the children play until the afternoon.

Cheng Wenyuan got up to prepare some simple dinner for the children, and Fang Zhou then took Xiaoyue and left.

Back at his residence on Chengdao Peak, Fang Zhou sighed.

Indeed, the world outside the Ten Thousand Saints Sect is not so wonderful.

When Ninghan has time, let's go out and have a look around together.

Fang Zhou watched the setting sun and closed his eyes.

If the whole world were like the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, how wonderful that would be.