Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 195 Why is ten years of hard study not as good as three generations of effort?

Confucianism, a vast and sacred realm, a golden lotus pond of merit.

Vast golden lotuses bloom in profusion, warm springs flow, and holy light permeates the air.

The Master sat upright on the high platform.

Ripples spread across the surface of the warm spring pool, and the kitchen appeared before Master Meng.

On the high platform, curtains fluttered, and large golden characters danced on the fabric. The Master's voice rang out, "Qin Feng, you're back?"

The cook respectfully reported, "Reporting to Master, Qin Feng has returned from Xuanyuan Tomb. This trip to Xuanyuan Tomb lasted eleven months!"

The Master said, "Eleven months, plus the time spent traveling the world before, means four and a half years have passed since then, almost five!"

The cook said, "Just now, the messenger brought news that he had met with Zhang Bairen and made a call to Qin Feng's cell phone, allowing Zhang Bairen to speak directly with Qin Feng this time."

The Master asked, "What was the result?"

The cook said, "Zhang Bairen told Qin Feng that the celestial beings could concede by releasing the souls of Yang Jian, Nezha, Shen Gongbao, and other heroes from the Investiture of the Gods, and ceding a portion of the underworld's land, in exchange for Qin Feng stopping the underworld conflict. However, Qin Feng refused and engaged in a barrage of insults towards Zhang Bairen. Enraged, Zhang Bairen has completely broken ties with Qin Feng, and the two will now settle their differences in the underworld!"

The Master asked, "You are Qin Feng's uncle, what do you think?"

After pondering for a while, the chef muttered, "In my opinion, if Tianren had made such a concession when Qin Feng was defending Zhang Zhi'en, given Qin Feng's resources and background at the time, he would most likely have backed down."

"There won't even be any more turmoil like this later on."

"But the Celestials were stingy back then. They thought the Underworld was their own backyard, their own exclusive property, and they didn't intend to give Qin Feng a single penny."

"Now that things have escalated and many people have gotten involved, it's too late for the Celestials to try and downplay the situation!"

"Even if Qin Feng wanted to agree, I'm afraid those vassals who follow him wouldn't agree."

"Qin Feng is now being swayed by his followers and must fight the Celestial One head-on, otherwise he will find it difficult to gain their respect."

"The Celestials also need to use the suppression of Qin Feng, this troublemaker, to warn the various forces in the world and let them know that this is the Three Realms dominated by the Celestials, not the Three Realms dominated by the Human Realm."

The Master said, "What you say makes a lot of sense. If the Celestials win this battle and Qin Feng suffers a great loss, then there will be far fewer provocateurs like Qin Feng in the future, and the Celestials' prestige will be strengthened."

"If Qin Feng wins, or even if it's a draw, then Tianren has lost."

"If a god bleeds, he will no longer be a god. The hegemony of faith gained from the war of the Investiture of the Gods will be completely bankrupt, and he will not be able to maintain his high position as a god."

The cook said, "From this perspective, if Qin Feng loses, it's just Qin Feng who loses, but if the Celestial Beings lose, the Celestial Realm's authority will be completely lost! Qin Feng has gained a huge advantage this time!"

The teacher stood up, looking down at the kitchen. "Did you get a good deal?"

The cook said, "Qin Feng has only studied diligently for ten years, while the Celestials have accumulated at least three generations of effort. If Qin Feng wins this battle, the Celestials will inevitably suffer heavy losses!"

The teacher's tone turned cold, and he asked directly, "Why do you think that ten years of hard study is not as good as three generations of their efforts?"

The cook was stunned; he hadn't expected Master Meng to question him like that.

The cook said, "I... I just feel that the Celestials have lost more. They have lost a class, while Qin Feng has only lost himself."

"Hahaha—" the Master laughed loudly, "What a joke! What a huge joke! Foolish! Utterly foolish!"

"Why is it that you and Qin Feng, who are both family, have such vastly different ideas?"

"You haven't figured out what Qin Feng is doing from the very beginning!"

"The Celestials are a class. You see them because they are high above, and no one can ignore them."

"And Qin Feng is a person? Then you are wrong. Qin Feng is also a class. Qin Feng represents the working class, those low-class people who are not valued."

"But you can't see these lower classes, those ordinary ghosts, those mediocre people, mortals, monsters, and spirits who are regarded as nothing by the celestial beings! They are all in Qin Feng's social class."

"If we allow the celestial beings to control the underworld, then even after death, people will still be controlled by them!"

"If they resist, they may die a terrible death. The situation is dire right now, but they are fighting for their living space and for their freedom after death."

"They were controlled enough while they were alive, and they deserve a fair and just environment after they die."

"Instead of continuing the hierarchical class order of the mortal realm, with its numerous tiers!"

"What Qin Feng is defending is the fairness of death! The final fairness of the Three Realms."

"At the moment of death, all fame, wealth, relationships, and power should disappear along with the physical body. Everyone should start on the same starting line, instead of passing on the wealth and status of the living world to the underworld, or the will of the celestial beings to the underworld. Otherwise, the underworld would lose its fairness and justice, and death would be divided into high and low."

"If even death is categorized by class, then will true benevolence and righteousness still exist in this world?"

"The utopian society envisioned by Confucianism can only remain a pipe dream!"

The cook said, "The Celestials will not allow Qin Feng to ruin the efforts of three generations."

The Master said, "The efforts of three generations? Heaven and humanity have only made efforts for three generations!"

"And how many generations has humanity strived? Answer me!"

"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the Xia and Shang dynasties—at least ten generations!"

"The efforts of ten dynasties and the rise and fall of hundreds of rulers, all ended up with the Zhou dynasty usurping power in a single day? Does that make sense?"

"Who truly achieved it through ten years of hard study? Who truly achieved it through three generations of effort?"

The cook said, "No matter what, Qin Feng's actions this time are too idealistic. The so-called fairness and justice are nothing but falsehoods. Classes will inevitably arise and will inevitably exist! Even if a utopian society appears briefly, it will only be a flash in the pan! A new class will inevitably appear in the underworld. All of Qin Feng's actions today are in vain."

Confucius said, "People living in this world must have ideals. Some people trample their ideals underfoot, while others hold them high on their heads."

"Since we're pursuing our ideals, we shouldn't worry too much about cost-effectiveness and gains and losses."

"If you don't want to pursue your ideals, then don't become an obstacle for others in pursuing theirs."

"Anyone who acts as a stumbling block is immoral, and could even be described as spineless!"

"That's all I have to say. If you still insist on being a lackey of the Celestials and trying to persuade Qin Feng to abandon his ideals, I believe Qin Feng wouldn't mind killing you!"

"In the face of absolute ideals and absolute class struggle, blood ties are so fragile that it's regrettable, let alone an uncle like you who can't even be called close to him."

"That's all I have to say. Good luck to you!"

The cook watched as Master Meng walked back to Taichung and recited, "Taibai sent word that he hopes Master Meng will abide by the previous agreement for this trip to the Underworld: those above the Fifth Realm are not allowed to enter the Underworld! The Celestials will certainly abide by this agreement, and he hopes Master Meng will not break it."

Master Meng said, "Of course, I always keep my word, Taibai, don't worry! Also, please tell the Celestials that I hope they can accept defeat. The human race accepted defeat back then, and Wu Geng dared to commit suicide! If Qin Feng wins this time, I hope the Celestials can send out a few important figures to perform a few acts of self-criticism and apologize! Don't cover up or hide anything, or you'll become a laughingstock."

The cook said, "I will pass on these words! Take care, Master."

Within the sacred realm, ripples spread across the water, and the kitchen had vanished without a trace.

A dark light spread out, and the messenger, Shen Heibao, crossed his arms and said leisurely, "This cook has finally sided with the Celestials!"

The Master said coldly, "He was originally from the Celestials' side! Qin Feng knew that on the very first day, you didn't just find out now, did you?"

The messenger chuckled and said, "I just think he revealed himself a little too early."

Master Meng, hands behind his back, said, "Qin Feng's move is about to blow the heavens off the celestial beings. It would be a miracle if he didn't reveal himself soon! Where is Qin Feng now?"

The messenger said, "The IP address shows he's in the underworld, but I don't know exactly where."

Master Meng seemed to be deep in thought. "The Celestials have agreed that their most powerful experts will not appear, and that only the younger generation of the Celestials will clash with the younger generation of the human world. What trump cards do the Celestials have up their sleeves?"

The messenger's expression was solemn. "The Celestials' trump card is nothing more than that Ten-Reincarnation Body!"

"During this period, with the fierce battle between Zhang Zhi'en and the City of the Wrongfully Dead, the Ten Reincarnations now have enough blood soul offerings, making it the crucial time for transformation!"

"The celestial beings also possess the Soul-Hooking Brush. When the time comes, the Soul-Hooking Brush will be melted down and combined into the Earth Book. The Ten-Reincarnation Body will be born holding the Earth Book, and will be born as the master of the Underworld!"

"At this moment, Zhang Bairen entered the body of the Ten Reincarnations."

With the will of Heaven and Man, Doumu as his father, Houtu as his mother, the body of a Holy Son of the Underworld, and the Book of Earth in his possession, Zhang Bairen is practically invincible!

Master Meng nodded, "That's indeed the case. So where did Qin Feng get the audacity to break with Zhang Bairen?"

The messenger shook his head, saying, "This is also what I can't understand the most. There's no way Qin Feng wouldn't know about the existence of the Ten-Reincarnation Body!"

"But Qin Feng still made some sarcastic remarks about Zhang Bairen."

"Could it be that Qin Feng stumbled upon an opportunity during his trip to Xuanyuan Tomb?"

Master Meng paced on the platform. "The Xuanyuan Tomb is said to be the tomb of the Yellow Emperor, and it is also the burial place of many ancient heroes from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period. However, that place is plagued by three calamities and five disasters, seven tribulations and eight calamities. Inside, there are various powerful and barbaric tribes. Not to mention ordinary people, even celestial beings would have to go through a lot to get there. It is too difficult for Qin Feng to have any opportunities."

The messenger said, "Qin Feng's ability to get things done is reliable. He must have some trump cards up his sleeve. Let's just wait and see! This battle in the underworld is destined to be a fierce and intense struggle."

Master Mencius nodded. "That's fine."

Beyond the Rippling Sacred Realm, in a hidden fairyland.

The cook, Ziming, who had just left the sacred Confucian realm, appeared gracefully.

Opposite Ziming, a frail old figure descended gracefully from the sky, his voice leisurely, "Well, how did Master Meng answer?"

Facing the celestial being in a white robe, Ziming respectfully replied, "Your Excellency, Master Meng has stated that he will abide by the previous agreement and will never set foot in the Underworld. He also hopes that the Underworld will abide by the agreement and not cross the line."

Taibai looked at Ziming, his divine eyes gleaming beneath the golden mask. "Master must have told you a lot! I can see that you have many worries on your mind and your thoughts are in turmoil."

Ziming looked at Taibai, "Sir, can't class distinctions be eliminated?"

Taibai laughed, his long sleeves fluttering. "Classes? How can they be eliminated? Classes will always exist! Just as people can be evil, classes are the manifestation of evil."

"I can understand what Qin Feng and the others are asking for, and I would even say I understand it more thoroughly than they do."

"I know the necessity of justice and fairness, but I am even more aware that justice and fairness will only appear temporarily, while class and order are the eternal truths of heaven and earth."

"Qin Feng and his group didn't know that they only cared about the momentary pleasure, the satisfaction of fighting for justice for ordinary people, and that sense of self-satisfaction!"

"That's foolish!"

"Ordinary people won't appreciate their efforts; they'll only calculate what they can gain or lose! Qin Feng might get some support, but not many people will actually step in to help him."

"This is no longer the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and people's hearts are no longer as simple and pure as they used to be!"

"Using an outdated concept and going against the times will only attract more support than support from those who act against it. Qin Feng is doomed to lose!"

Looking at Taibai's confident demeanor, Ziming pondered for a moment before asking, "So, Lord Taibai, what do you think Qin Feng's trump card is?"

Taibai chuckled and said, "Our trump card? It's nothing more than the legacies of those heroic spirits from the Xuanyuan Shrine!"

"In my opinion, at most he may have entered the Xuanyuan Temple and received some divine inheritance."

"Although these inheritances can indeed pose some threats, in the end, the threats are very limited. Once Zhang Bairen becomes the Yin Emperor, all threats will disappear."

Ziming nodded. "Nothing else, Ziming will take his leave now."

Taibai looked at Ziming and asked, "Where are you going next?"

Ziming said calmly, "I'm going to see Qin Feng and tell him everything I've seen."

Taibai sighed, "Can I not go?"

Ziming looked at Taibai and said, "I promised my nephew that I would tell him everything about you. Although I am indeed on the side of the Celestials, I also have my own choices."

Taibai said, "Please tell Qin Feng that I hope he will do his best. I admire idealists like him because I was once an idealist like him."

Ziming nodded, "Understood, take care, sir."

Ziming turned and disappeared. The next moment, Zhang Bairen appeared.

Zhang Bairen watched Ziming's retreating figure, extremely displeased. "I really don't understand, what's the point of you keeping this kind of two-faced spy!"

"What's the difference between him telling Qin Feng everything we said and telling the Master everything?"

"What we want is transparency on a one-way basis, but they've gone and made it transparent in three directions!"

"This two-faced guy should be killed! We should train a real spy who will obey our orders."

Taibai said, "If it were truly a spy who completely obeys your orders, it would be impossible for him to infiltrate Master Meng's inner circle! Only a spy who is transparent to everyone is the kind of spy we need."

"In a game like ours where everything is practically out in the open."

"The primary role of spies is not to steal intelligence, but to facilitate communication!"

"Having another direct channel for communication among everyone avoids embarrassing situations and prevents misunderstandings."

"Ziming's existence is of great significance. The Master needs him, we need him, everyone needs him. He is a true talent!"

Zhang Bairen said, "If I win this time, I will definitely kill Qin Feng! He has angered me this time."

Taibai said, "I hope you can win, but what if you lose? Will you give up on the Underworld?"

"Impossible!" Zhang Bairen roared in fury. "I will never give up on the Underworld! I will never lose! With the Ten Reincarnations Body, the Earth Book, and my own will, I am practically the King of the Underworld! What can Qin Feng possibly use to fight me?!"

Taibai watched Zhang Bairen's furious back and ultimately remained silent. His era was coming to an end, and the era of the young people, the era of Zhang Bairen, was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)

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