Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

In the boy's memory, Qing'an Prefecture was well-ordered and had a sound legal system back then, and the current situation would never have occurred.

But now...

Looking at the distant Longyue Mine and the former Zhuangjia Town, and at his own slender hands, Zhuang Sheng sighed.

Centuries later, he lost again.

Even though the Great Harmony Path had spread throughout the Nine Realms, and even though the land beneath his feet had been at peace for over two hundred years, the world had not become the way he had hoped for.

Times have been progressing, and in the past few hundred years, the Nine Realms have undergone earth-shattering changes.

The Great Spirit Empire beneath his feet was even more powerful than he had ever imagined; its productivity far exceeded Zhuang Sheng's initial expectations.

With the Great Spirit Empire's current productivity, ensuring that everyone has enough to eat and wear is no longer a difficult task.

In Zhuangzi's original vision, by reaching this stage, people should have already lived a prosperous life, able to enjoy the pleasures of life, and no longer need to struggle for survival.

Education should have been widespread in the world long ago, benefiting everyone, so that every ordinary person can understand what is good and what is evil.

With the combined effects of education and material support, evil should decrease and eventually disappear.

People no longer kill each other, no longer fight desperately for power and profit, and no longer fight over trivial matters.

The elderly are cared for, and the young are supported.

Everyone can have their own life, find their own happiness in their own little world, and spend their life amidst joys and sorrows.

Society as a whole is thriving and striving towards the goal of enabling everyone to live a happy life.

The ideal of universal harmony is no longer just a fantasy on paper, but a real reality.

But now...

Looking at the distant mine, and recalling his experiences before he could remember his past, Zhuang Sheng sighed deeply.

"The road ahead is long and never ends."

In a daze, Zhuang Sheng recalled a conversation he had with Mu An long ago.

"When everyone is well-versed in moral education and the law reaches every corner, the problem will be more or less solved."

Nothing in this world is perfect; all we can do is try our best to be fair...

Even though he knew all along that the world he longed for would never come, an indescribable disappointment still welled up in Zhuang Sheng's heart after seeing everything before him.

"Almost, as much as possible..."

"Lord Mu, when did you realize everything, that the future would turn out this way?"

"Times have changed, what are you doing now?"

Under the shade of the tree, Zhuang Sheng squinted once again, looking at the convoy approaching in the distance.

In the very center of the convoy, something was calling to him.

Once he gets that thing back from the car, he can end this feud and do what he wants.

Now, it's time for him to make a choice again.

……

The luxurious motorcade stopped on the official road. A young man in white stood in the middle of the road, holding a thick ancient book in his hands, blocking the motorcade's path.

Woo hoo hoo—

The dragon-horse pulling the carriage stopped, and the head guard spurred his horse backward to report to the important figure in the center of the convoy.

"Lord Qin, there is a young man blocking the road ahead, saying he wants to meet you."

"What kind of boy?"

"He was dressed in white, not very old, and looked like a scholar, with the air of a great master... Oh, right, the young man said his surname was Zhuang and his given name was Sheng."

……

The scholar in black stepped down from the carriage and looked at the boy in the middle of the road.

He touched the "Book of Great Harmony" in his arms, smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, and gave the boy what he thought was a gentle smile.

"Did you know I was going to pass through here?"

Zhuang Sheng pointed to the Longyue Mine at the end of the road and said with great certainty.

"If Datongdao still adheres to its original ideals, you will definitely come back."

Looking at the boy standing in the middle of the road, Qin Ge's smile widened.

For some reason, he felt that the boy in front of him looked very familiar, as if the two of them had known each other for a long time.

Guided by this thought, Qin Ge asked Zhuang Sheng in return.

"What if I didn't come?"

Without the slightest hesitation, the young man's voice rang out on the official road.

"The solution is to re-establish the orthodox tradition."

……

The official road suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of the dragon horse panting heavily.

The Datongdao official who had accompanied Qin Ge to the Yin-Yang Domain had a strange expression on his face and looked at the young man in front of him with a peculiar gaze.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy is just a child in their eyes.

They naturally wouldn't take the children's nonsense to heart.

But whose child is this? How can they talk like that?

After a long while, Qin Ge broke the eerie atmosphere with laughter.

"What courage! What a fine young man! People say that heroes emerge from among the young, and to have met such a young man today is truly my good fortune, Qin Ge."

Zhuang Sheng remained silent, simply watching Qin Ge and the officials of Datong Dao behind him.

His gaze was calm and gentle, reminding these officials from Datongdao of their own student days.

It was at this moment that Qin Ge asked another question.

"Your surname is Zhuang, and your given name is Sheng?"

Just then, a butterfly flew from under the tree where Zhuangzi had rested earlier and landed on Qin Ge's shoulder.

Seeing the fluttering butterflies, Zhuang Sheng, who had been calm and composed all along, was clearly stunned for a moment. He stared at Qin Ge for a long time.

He glanced at Qin Ge for a while, then at the butterfly on his shoulder, and after a long while, Zhuang Sheng finally burst out laughing.

He didn't answer Qin Ge's question, but instead made a pointed remark.

"The sun is shining brightly today, perfect for having a sweet dream under the tree."

Hearing these suggestive words and feeling the tremor from the Book of Great Harmony, an incredible possibility flashed through Qin Ge's mind, and his gaze toward Zhuang Sheng became solemn.

"Sir, have we met before?"

A gentle breeze swept across the official road, and several butterflies flew in from afar, hovering around the boy.

Under everyone's gaze, the boy raised his hand and a milky-white scroll flew out of Qin Ge's arms and landed directly in the boy's hand.

Bathed in sunlight, the boy took a step forward.

One step forward, and the world changes color.

Milky white light permeated the sky, and the light belonging to the Way of Literature suddenly bloomed, transforming into a phantom that was ten thousand feet long in the air.

The power belonging to the terrestrial immortals swept across the sky, covering a radius of thousands of miles in an instant.

"Qin Ge?"

"You wouldn't be...?"

"Humanity has not yet flourished, and universal harmony has not yet been realized. This vast world is full of demons and monsters. Master Qin, are you willing to join me one last time to fight for the sake of all living beings?"

"That is exactly what I wish for!"