Transmigrating into Haotian, ruling the Three Pure Ones and pacifying the primordial world.

Yaochi followed Haotian's gaze and couldn't help but smile.

"Unifying the human race certainly requires military force, but far too many military strategists are getting involved!"

Haotian pursed his lips and sighed, "Junior sister, although the prehistoric world is vast and there are many immortals and gods, even though there are many who have entered the human race to spread the Dao, they are still a minority among all the immortals in the prehistoric world."

Yaochi burst out laughing: "Senior brother, are you implying that at least ninety percent of the immortals and gods in the primordial world focus their skills on combat?"

"That's true." Haotian shook his head slightly. "Cultivators who are content with enlightenment are always in the minority. Combat is what most cultivators enjoy, even saints are no exception."

"Senior brother, you might as well just name them," Yaochi laughed, her body trembling with laughter. "You're specifically referring to Senior Brother Tongtian and Fellow Daoist Minghe, right?"

Yaochi pointed to the causal relationship of the military school: "Senior Brother Tongtian is not content with being alone. Even the School of Diplomacy has passed down the lineage of the military school. How could he miss out on the true military school?"

"Currently, the military strategist has the greatest potential and is the most important to the human race." Haotian looked at the figure flashing across the causal line.

Tongtian, Minghe, Jinpeng, Jiutian Xuannv, Xingtian, Xuanyuan, Jinling, and Taibai Jinxing—they were either outstanding in combat or had an understanding of war; all their different ideas converged within the military strategists.

Haotian clicked his tongue in admiration: "Military strategy, military situation, military yin and yang, military tactics—the entire military school can be divided into these four categories. After the unification of the human race, the military school will not be as prosperous as it is now."

Nowadays, military strategists are flourishing in various countries, bringing different traditions to their respective nations, all wanting to destroy each other and unify the human race!

"Whether it's the way of the king or the way of the tyrant, it all depends on how the future emperor will use it." Haotian's eyes were deep. For the sake of the stability of the human race, the sanctity of the emperor must be maintained.

The idea that "whoever has the strongest army and the most powerful horses should do it" is best avoided!

Otherwise, if someone with ulterior motives were to make connections and extend the connection from the earthly emperor to him, the Heavenly Emperor, it might not seem like much to him, but it would still be somewhat annoying.

Seeing Haotian lost in thought, Yaochi could only turn her head away and see that Kong Xuan had already climbed Mount Tai and was looking down over the land of Kyushu.

Behind him, Confucian disciples bowed to the Heavenly Court from the Jade Emperor Peak. Wisps of scholarly fragrance gathered, like wisps of green smoke swirling around Haotian, startling him awake.

"Confucianism?" Haotian picked up a wisp of scholarly aura and sensed it carefully. Confucian disciples first enlighten the mind, then ignite the fire of civilization, and after gathering righteous energy, all evil will be warded off.

If one can achieve the three immortalities of establishing virtue, merit, and words, one can ascend to heaven in one step, and those with higher realms can directly attain the Dao and become Taiyi Golden Immortals.

"It's a shortcut, relying on the methods of immortality while also studying Confucianism." Haotian frowned. "Only a few can achieve the Three Immortals. In the future, many disciples of the Confucian Immortal lineage will probably fall at the hurdle of physical decay."

Yaochi also sensed a wisp of scholarly elegance and carefully perceived: "Kong Xuan wanted to make Confucianism the most prominent school of thought. If he couldn't even protect his own disciples, how could he compete with Buddhism and Taoism?"

"He's not the type to spout such nonsense; he must have other plans!"

Haotian nodded, he thought so too. Watching Kong Xuan enter the Bixia Yuanjun Temple, the two smiled, and the gift they had prepared for Kong Xuan was about to appear.

The next instant, Haotian and Yaochi all frowned: "Why is he worshipping Longji?!"

Seeing Kong Xuan bow down to the statue of Bixia Yuanjun in the water mirror, the statue immediately moved away.

If Confucius hadn't regained his memory, Bixia Yuanjun, given her status, would have been able to accept his bow, but now...

Even though Longji was their eldest daughter and held a noble position, Kong Xuan was also the Heavenly Emperor's chief disciple, and his cultivation level was higher than Longji's. Moreover, Kong Xuan did not bow but solemnly performed a kneeling ceremony.

"Does he really think of himself as an ordinary human?" Yaochi asked, puzzled. Longji had always been very respectful to Kong Xuan, so how could he accept such a grand gesture from him?

Haotian frowned: "Kong Xuan is not one to speak without reason. Let's observe first."

Inside the Bixia Temple.

A burst of red light spread out, and Longji appeared. Even though she used the Creation Pearl to block her, she could not stop Kong Xuan from bowing down.

In the depths of her being, she sensed the surging aura of Confucianism, an aura that was no less powerful than that of some minor schools of thought among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

"Senior brother, why do you do this!" Longji sighed helplessly. "How can I, your younger sister, accept such a generous gift from you?"

At the same time, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that this senior brother was really close to attaining enlightenment. Even though she was at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm, she couldn't stop him from bowing down.

"I am Confucius of the human race, and I have something to ask of the Goddess Yuanjun," Confucius said with a smile, stroking his beard.

Longji felt awkward looking at him. Her senior brother used to be a young man, but now he had become an old man, which she found hard to accept.

"I am the true form. Fellow Daoist Confucius, you may call me by my Daoist name or Junior Sister." Longji shook his head. It was too strange for a fellow disciple to address me as "Your Majesty."

"Your arrival is timely, senior brother. Father Emperor instructed me to give you this as a congratulatory gift for your successful establishment of your Dao."

A streak of light descended from Long Jiqing's cloud and floated in front of Kong Xuan. He and the disciples behind him looked over and saw a small, dark blue ruler, about 1.2 inches wide and more than 2 feet long.

The ruler is divided into five wood grains of varying depths, and from top to bottom are engraved the five innate divine characters of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness. The whole body is surrounded by a warm, bluish-white light, without any sharpness or coldness. It feels like warm jade to the touch and carries a peaceful aura.

When Kong Xuan probed into it with his divine sense, he sensed a rich and righteous aura, which greatly surprised him.

Seeing this, Longji laughed and said, "This was created by Father Emperor breaking off a branch of the World Tree, and Mother Empress taking out some of the essence of the Celestial Auspicious Clouds. Father Emperor spent a hundred years refining this acquired treasure!"

Kong Xuan murmured, "What virtue or ability do I possess?"

Zhutian Qingyun is my uncle's most treasured possession. Taking out its source will damage even a treasure, and it will probably take several eons to recover.

Moreover, the auspicious clouds of the heavens were originally formed from the righteous energy in the chest of the great god Pangu, making them the most suitable treasures for Confucianism.

The World Tree is the most important spiritual root in the primordial world, and his master actually broke off a branch to refine a spiritual treasure for him.

"As long as Senior Brother can attain enlightenment, none of this matters!" Long Ji shook his head, pointing to the Righteous Qi Ruler, and said, "Father didn't use the Qiankun Cauldron to defy the innate state; Senior Brother should understand why!"

Kong Xuan's expression was complicated: "It is difficult to find innate treasures suitable for Confucianism, but acquired treasures can be transformed into acquired merit treasures by infusing them with merit, and their effect in suppressing fortune is no less than that of acquired treasures."

"Master intends for my Righteous Qi Ruler to become the third supreme treasure of merit in the primordial world!"

He bowed towards the direction of the Heavenly Court: "This disciple will certainly not disappoint Master."

Even the most precious treasure to suppress the Confucian aura was crafted for him, which shows how high his master's hopes were for him, and even used the World Tree as the raw material.

"Does Master intend for his disciple to spread Confucianism throughout the Three Thousand Realms, not just the Primordial World?" Kong Xuan asked, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Why not spread throughout the entire Chaos?" Longji smiled. "Senior brother wants Confucianism to stand alongside Buddhism and Taoism. In the future, the Immortal Path will surely spread to the Chaos, and Confucianism cannot fall behind!"

Kong Xuan's body trembled, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes: "The highest ideal of Confucianism is a world of Great Harmony. If we can achieve that, then my reincarnation will not have been in vain."

"Then, senior brother, could you tell me why you would perform such a grand ceremony before my statue?"