42: Chapter 41 My Position, You Take Over

With a flash of red light from the well mouth, Ye Xiu returned directly to the temple.

He glanced at The Old Monk, who was still trapped in the cage of blood Qi, and with a wave of his hand, directly dispersed the blood Qi.

"Monk, is the little master down below your nephew-disciple?"

The cage vanished.

The Old Monk slowly stood up, his Face devoid of joy or anger. "That is the contemporary Buddha Son."

"Buddha Son? He is indeed worthy of that title."

Ye Xiu paid no more attention to The Old Monk, though he sighed slightly in his heart.

The little monk's mastery of Buddhist Dharma was truly profound; he could even block the entrance to the Ghost Realm. To suppress it for the long term, he had even given his body over to demonic cultivation, which was truly respectable.

"Hey, are you done? If you're done, let's go."

Liu Qingyan was somewhat wary.

In this eerie temple, the aura made people feel very uncomfortable.

Ye Xiu frowned slightly.

He glanced at Liu Qingyan with some displeasure.

"Since the two benefactors wish to leave, then this poor monk will not see you off. After all, this place still requires additional Seals." The Old Monk pressed his palms together, softly chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The two exchanged a glance.

Without saying anything more, they walked through the inner courtyard and exited the temple.

Liu Qingyan glanced at Ye Xiu, said nothing, rose into the air, and flew directly toward the Qingcang Daoist Sect.

Regarding this, Ye Xiu said nothing.

He also had doubts about the temple in his heart.

The little monk had given his body to demonic cultivation to suppress the entrance, so why did The Old Monk also choose to rely on the eerie, becoming an immortal monster?

Moreover, the young Ghost Race in that ghost domain was different from what the little monk had described.

Had there really been turmoil in the Ghost Realm? He could not analyze it.

According to the little monk, the current eerie rules were not enough to support the resurrection of ancient ghosts.

Yet that young Ghost Race had said the ancient ghosts had already resurrected.

Who should he believe?

While lost in thought, he returned to the camping area on the small hill.

"Did you resolve it?"

Xing Mu was still observing the stars.

The aura on her body was becoming increasingly ethereal and mysterious.

Ye Xiu looked at Xing Mu; this woman who had resurrected from ancient times might know about the Ghost Realm.

Thinking of his doubts, he asked one by one, "How much do you know about the Ghost Realm? Is the Ghost Race truly immortal?"

"Ghost Realm? Ghost Race?"

Xing Mu stopped fiddling with her telescope, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.

She said, "I don't know. In ancient times, these things were called 'eerie'. Their source was not even completely eradicated by the Blade Master, so it should be very difficult to resolve."

Ye Xiu sighed softly.

If even Xing Mu didn't know, then this Dao of the eerie was indeed tricky.

Moreover, it involved the Buddhist school.

A hundred years ago, the Buddhist and Daoist schools clashed, the Buddhist school lost, and all temples were sealed.

Had the Buddhist school devised a new plan during this period?

Or were these bald monks truly willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the world's common people, turning into the Ghost Race?

It was hard to judge.

Watching Xing Mu continue to fiddle with the telescope, Ye Xiu lost the desire to chat further. He sat cross-legged on the spot and began to absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

In the following few days, the two lived an ordinary day like normal people.

In Xing Mu's words, it was to perceive the most difficult-to-understand rules of the Dao in the most ordinary Mortal World.

Regarding this, Ye Xiu only felt she was spouting nonsense.

What Realm were they currently in? To talk about comprehending the Dao now—if that wasn't nonsense, what was?

Returning to Xingluo Mountain, Sikong Tianwen was already waiting in the courtyard.

Ye Xiu didn't waste any words and recounted all his experiences in the temple.

After listening to Ye Xiu's narration, Sikong Tianwen frowned: "The Buddhist school was suppressed by the Daoist sect and their temples have been sealed for a hundred years; this was supported by the Great Xia."

"Then what is the situation with the Buddhist school?"

"Religious disputes can be handled by the Daoist school; I only hope the Buddhist school does not get involved with the eerie, otherwise..." As Sikong Tianwen spoke, killing intent that seemed almost tangible flashed in his eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, Sikong Tianwen looked at Ye Xiu: "Xiao Ye, the Cultivation Formation on Xingluo Mountain is ready, and Medicinal Pills and Spiritual Crystals will be delivered successively. Improve your cultivation as soon as possible. One year from now, the Nine Cities Grand Competition will be held in Yanjing."

"Compete in what?"

"Great Xia needs someone to carry the burden. On the surface, although our Great Xia has no enemies, in the dark, too many forces are restless."

"Deter the vassals?"

Ye Xiu was somewhat stunned. He hadn't expected that the seemingly impenetrable Great Xia actually had internal forces it feared.

"An Imperial Dynasty will change every few hundred years, but only the aristocratic families remain unchanged for ten million years. Do you know why?"

"Are they controlling the imperial court from the shadows?"

"Yes, the replacement of every Imperial Dynasty is nothing more than a game played by the aristocratic families."

"Is Great Xia the same?"

"No, Great Xia is different. To break free from this situation, at the beginning of the nation's founding, we cooperated with the Daoist sect to reduce the power of the aristocratic families to the minimum, yet most of the industries among the common people are still controlled by the aristocratic families."

Ye Xiu was stunned. He hadn't thought that those rich bastards could actually still exist in modern society.

He thought for a moment and asked: "Are there people from aristocratic families in the Daoist school?"

Sikong Tianwen's expression was somewhat unnatural. After a few seconds of silence, he said: "Not just the Daoist sect; among the Nine Cities Council members in the cabinet, there are also people from aristocratic families."

"..." Ye Xiu was speechless; then why the hell are you telling me this?

"Currently, the Yao Race is powerful, and Great Xia is temporarily united against the outside, but once our strength is capable of countering the Yao Race, some problems will naturally surface."

"Are the aristocratic families very strong?"

"They have existed since ancient times and have never been extinguished."

"Those rich bastards..."

Amidst his complaints, the two chatted again about matters concerning Great Xia.

For example, the military, urban management, tax construction, etc., all aspects were touched upon.

Within these topics, Sikong Tianwen hinted at many things.

Ye Xiu was not stupid; listening to those matters, he naturally knew that this old man meant for him to take over.

But the current situation in Great Xia is not optimistic.

Outside, the Yao Race is rampaging; inside, the aristocratic families are coveting power.

The Daoist and Buddhist schools are not easy to deal with either.

Although all forces are united against the outside during times of national crisis, from what he learned from Sikong Tianwen, Great Xia has already signed an agreement with the Yao Race, with the cities thirty thousand li away as the boundary.

So now, apart from the future chaos of the heavens, the current concerns of Great Xia are the three forces: the Daoist school, the aristocratic families, and the Buddhist school.

With the support of Great Xia, the Daoist school already has law enforcement power.

Even when it comes to the Great Xia military, the Daoist school will not give any Face, which can be seen from Liu Qingyan's attitude.

Facing the eerie, the military indeed has no way. This is understandable.

But the attitude of the Daoist school is worrying.

If this continues, after gaining the hearts of the people, there is a possibility of religion ruling the world.

As for the aristocratic families, it is even simpler and more brutal.

Overthrow Great Xia, establish a new dynasty; these families are likely wanting to control the imperial court once again.