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

Seeing Longji's cheeks flushed with slight anger, Kong Xuan cupped his hands and said, "As the Confucian scholar Confucius, I pay homage to the Supreme Lord because I have something to ask of you."

How can I help my senior brother?

The thought swirled in Longji's mind. Looking at the eighty men following behind him, Longji suddenly realized, "Could it be for them?"

"Junior sister is indeed intelligent." Kong Xuan nodded heavily.

Longji pursed his lips. Eighty disciples! The lowest level of cultivation among them was the Celestial Immortal realm, and the best were even at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. This shows the prosperity of Confucianism.

However, over the years she has also been paying attention to the affairs of Kyushu, and knows that there are still thousands of Confucian disciples who have never climbed Mount Tai.

"If you want your little sister to help all your disciples attain enlightenment, you'd better keep your mouth shut." Longji's pretty face turned cold. "If Father finds out about this, you'll definitely be hung up and whipped."

"Don't forget what happened to the Jie Sect back then, Senior Brother!"

Kong Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and his aged face made his smile particularly kind: "Junior sister is overthinking it. Cultivation ultimately depends on oneself. How could I commit such a taboo?"

"They also need to rely on my Confucian methods to attain enlightenment. If they only cultivate the path of immortality, then I, as your elder brother, would not need to reincarnate."

Longji stared at him intently, then hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's talk in the main hall."

Kong Xuan nodded and led his disciples to follow Long Ji's footsteps towards a solemn hall. The hall was decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and the air was filled with the scent of incense. It vaguely resembled the scene of emperors coming here to perform the Fengshan ceremony to worship Heaven, which broadened the horizons of the Confucian disciples.

"Please sit down." Longji led Kong Xuan to the main seat and instructed the serving fairy maid, "Heavenly Human Heart Fruit."

A look of curiosity flashed in Kong Xuan's eyes. How come he had never heard of such a spiritual root in the primordial world?

As each fairy maiden presented a tray, the hall was immediately filled with life. The green fruits on the trays were particularly eye-catching, shaped like human hearts, and were even beating continuously.

With each beat, streams of life force overflow, flowing along the surface of the "heart" before gradually sinking back into it.

"This is a spiritual root created by my younger sister when she was comprehending the Dao. Although it is only a mid-grade innate root, its life force is extremely rich. For humans, the heart is the part that supplies energy."

Longji's gaze swept over these Confucian disciples. "Although they have broken through to become immortals, their physical bodies are still old, and they have not been baptized in the Immortal Transformation Pool. This Human Fruit is just right."

"Thank you so much, Junior Sister." Kong Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise. "To be able to achieve such a level with a mid-grade spiritual root, even compensating for the life depletion of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, it seems that obtaining a high-grade spiritual root is a piece of cake for you, Junior Sister!"

Long Ji's brows furrowed, and he gave Kong Xuan a half-smile: "Senior Brother, you flatter me!"

After the disciples consumed the spiritual fruit, their internal energy increased significantly, and they all regained their peak appearance, making them stand out starkly in contrast to Kong Xuan.

"This item should only be useful to living people, right?" Kong Xuan suddenly asked.

"Indeed, it is only a mid-grade spiritual root. Although I am the Lord of Mount Tai, it is not appropriate for me to interfere too much in matters of life and death."

Kong Xuan sighed, "This is exactly what I asked of my junior sister."

"What? One of your disciples has fallen?" Longji looked over in confusion. "If they didn't do anything evil, they only need to pay a sum of merit to redeem them from the underworld."

"Not yet." Kong Xuan shook his head slightly, glanced at the disciple below him, and handed him a jade slip.

Longji immersed his divine sense into it, and after a long while, he spoke up and praised, "Although it is still about cultivating qi and immortality, it focuses on cultivating a Confucian and Taoist heart. The Confucian Immortal lineage is truly worthy of its name."

Nowadays, all kinds of cultivation methods in the prehistoric world cannot escape the shadow of the immortal path. After all, refining spiritual energy to improve cultivation is the most basic cultivation method of the immortal path.

"It is precisely because Confucian disciples have to balance both sides that they face numerous difficulties."

Longji nodded: "There are ultimately too few who can break through directly like these junior disciples. Are you suggesting that many more Confucian disciples perish before they can comprehend their own Confucian and Daoist heart, due to the decay of their physical bodies?"

"That's right. It's not that they lack talent, but rather that the Confucian and Taoist cultivation methods are difficult to master. Most humans can only comprehend this one step when they reach the age of forty or even fifty."

Kong Xuan sighed helplessly, "Most humans only live to their sixties or seventies. How can I watch my disciples perish one by one?"

Longji gently stroked his teacup and slowly asked, "So, what does Senior Brother want me to do?"

"The path of Confucianism and immortality requires first comprehending the righteous energy, and only then can one draw the energy into the body. Except for a few geniuses, most Confucian disciples fail at the step of refining energy. Their physical bodies decay, and even if they have the righteous energy condensed in their chests, they cannot become immortals."

"I want my junior sister to help me create a unique spiritual root for our Confucian school, with righteous energy as its core, so that it can guide the souls of Confucian disciples after their deaths and help them rebuild their physical bodies."

Long Ji narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly: "A meteoric rise to the heavens! It is difficult for Confucianists to enter the Dao, but if one completes the Three Immortals, one can become an immortal on the spot. Senior Brother's lineage of Confucian immortals is indeed extraordinary."

"However, mortals go to the underworld after they die, and my senior brother's act of bringing them back violates the heavenly rules."

Kong Xuan chuckled: "How could I, your brother, break the law? As long as they go to the underworld and are not tainted by karma, they will be fine. After all, many ghost immortals came from this."

"Furthermore, I will not guide every Confucian disciple. In the current chaos among the nations, when humanity is unified in the future, there will surely be great Confucian scholars who will be worshipped by mortals and become local immortals or city gods."

"It's good that Senior Brother understands." Longji pinched her brow, but it wouldn't be easy for her to create an innate spiritual root that met Kong Xuan's requirements.

"I must return to the Heavenly Court to study the Heavenly Auspicious Clouds of the Empress Dowager. The righteous energy there is different from the cultivation methods of the immortal path."

"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Sister." Kong Xuan cupped her hands and said, "You are already at the peak of Quasi-Saint, this matter is not difficult for you."

Longji sighed helplessly, "It's not difficult for me, but it takes a lot of time!"

"Buzz—"

The void cracked open, and a cloud the size of a fist emerged from it, gradually growing larger. Five-colored radiance illuminated the heavens, octagonal celestial music resounded throughout the universe, and golden lamps and jewels appeared in an endless stream. Within it, the primordial world could be vaguely seen.

"Auspicious Clouds of All Heavens!" Longji and Kongxuan exclaimed in surprise. The two bowed to the object together, "Thank you, Mother/Uncle."

The auspicious clouds of the heavens stirred and landed on Longji's head, concealing all their divine power.

The Confucian disciples in the hall felt a tremor in their hearts. This thing was far too powerful, and the righteous energy within their bodies was beginning to stir.

Kong Xuan calmed himself down: "It seems Master has been keeping an eye on me all along!"

Longji nodded, and the Empress Dowager's bestowal of auspicious clouds from all heavens signified her agreement to the matter.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Kong Xuan didn't say anything out of line, otherwise, the Taiyin Nirvana Wheel might have been the one to arrive.

"Senior brother must have other things to attend to, so I won't keep you any longer. But as a disciple meeting senior brother for the first time, I should give you a small gift." Long Ji stood up, glanced around, opened the treasure pouch at his waist, and streams of light flew out, landing in front of the eighty-odd Confucian disciples.

Those at the Taiyi Golden Immortal and Golden Immortal realms are given mid-to-low-grade innate spiritual treasures, while other disciples are given acquired spiritual treasures.

"We thank our senior uncle."

Longji nodded slightly, acknowledging the title of "Uncle-Master".

Kong Xuan joked, "Junior Sister is indeed very wealthy."

Longji pursed her lips and remained silent. After her birth, in addition to the saints of the heavens, all the immortals of the primordial world sent her many gifts. Furthermore, the Qiankun Cauldron was in the Heavenly Court, and she would refine a few in her spare time.

"Senior brother has his own path to follow, so I would like to congratulate you in advance on your attainment of enlightenment." Longji paused for a moment, then cupped her hands in a salute. "I only have one piece of advice for you, senior brother: do not forget the lessons of the Jie Sect."

"I will certainly not forget." Kong Xuan nodded solemnly. Confucian immortals cultivate by gathering righteous energy. Once they do something that violates their own principles, their righteous energy will collapse, and even their Confucian heart will be shattered.

Long Ji nodded. Kong Xuan was about to take his leave with his disciples when he suddenly stopped. The Confucian disciples all looked angry and turned to look in the direction of Kyushu.