Chapter 1750: Chapter 1750: The Scholar Becomes a Saint and Commands a Thousand Miles

"Finally settled."

Ye Feng exudes a powerful aura, with the dirt and dried leaves on his body quickly transforming into fertilizer, nurturing the three-meter-tall green Enlightenment Tea Tree behind him.

"This little tea tree grows quite fast."

Ye Feng yawned.

He picked a mature tea seed from the Seven-Colored Enlightenment Tea Tree, but it didn’t contain the seven-color bloodline, only able to grow into an Enlightenment Tea Tree with emerald leaves, which also enhances enlightenment but with less effect.

"Grow well, and in the future, you will be the treasure of the Azure Sky Great World."

Ye Feng said to the little tea tree.

It is an Enlightenment Tea Tree, even in the Twin Universe, many Immortal Emperors would scramble for it, more than worthy as a treasure to stabilize a Great Thousand World.

Swish!

Ye Feng stepped forward and disappeared.

Half a day later.

An old man riding a Green Ox came nearby and discovered a fragrant tea tree, quickly dug it up, and planted it in his courtyard.

He was originally an ordinary Taoist.

But every day, surrounded by the tea fragrance, bathing in tea leaves, drinking tea, despite being ninety-six years old, he feels invigorated and as strong as an ox.

"These tea leaves must be an Immortal Elixir!"

The old Taoist named Li Qingniu was ecstatic.

He reads and paints daily, sips tea occasionally, even chews on tea leaves as if they’re food, feeling colorful energies constantly entering his body, accumulating into a formidable power, becoming increasingly mysterious.

In the sky.

Ye Feng sat on the clouds, drinking tea, silently watching the old man below. If any cultivator enters this hundred-mile radius, they would mysteriously be led astray.

The Enlightenment Tea Tree was never exposed.

Under the night sky.

Old man Li Qingniu put down his book, extinguished the candles, and lay down on a bamboo chair to sleep, surprisingly discovering in his dreams that he had become immortal and mastered many Taoist techniques.

This made him very happy.

Upon waking, he constantly drank tea, relying on strong enlightenment to analyze the cultivation techniques from his dreams, growing even stronger.

...

Outside, twenty days; inside, five and a half years.

At this moment, the old Taoist Li Qingniu felt incredibly powerful. Reflecting on the chaotic world, he clenched his fist, ready to persuade them to peace.

If they disagreed, then fight!

Half a day later.

The old man rode the Green Ox, waving his sleeves, collecting the entire small courtyard into them, and headed north.

"Very good, it’s starting."

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng smiled.

The path of the Merit-based Sanctification System begins, and if successful, he will benefit immensely.

...

Inside a worn-out ancient temple.

An imposing tall old man, nine feet tall, carries a longsword on his back, followed by several robust men, all dressed like scholars, appearing quite odd.

"Teacher, the world is too chaotic!"

"Cultivators support different regimes, exploiting the people, completely disregarding the lives of mortals; the world is in despair, utterly hateful and evil!"

"So sad, so lamentable!"

"If I could cultivate, I would definitely cut down all these reckless cultivators, to show them that scholars also have strong fists."

Those robust men growled softly.

The current Azure Sky Great World is chaotic, those ranked as immortals hide in the Heavenly Palace, ignoring the people’s lives. Those Quasi-Saints and Demi Immortals have thus established their own forces, dividing the world.

This leads to endless war and despair.

"Such a group of scholars concerned for the nation and its people!"

Outside the ancient temple, an old man rode an ox and arrived.

"Who are you?"

The scholars walked out of the ancient temple and surrounded the white-haired but vigorous old man.

"Just a poor Taoist, Li Qingniu."

The old man smiled, looking at the sturdy old man carrying the longsword who remained inside the ancient temple.

"Are you the famous Li Qingniu? I’ve heard you’ve managed to persuade many cultivators along your journey, guiding them back from the path of evil?"

The sturdy old man carrying the ancient sword stepped out, his face full of surprise at the kindly expression.

"That’s me." Li Qingniu nodded, "I assume you must be the renowned Wen Sheng?"

"That’s me." The sturdy elder with the longsword gently nodded, "But I’m just a scholar, even though possessing some martial strength, I’m unable to persuade those sinful cultivators to cease their wickedness, unworthy of the ’Saint’ title. It’s Li Qingniu who accomplished what I could not."

"Taoist, you are also a mortal, how can you persuade those cultivators to see reason?"

A robust scholar inquired.

"By virtue." Li Qingniu chuckled, then gently waved the dust whisk, splitting a nearby giant stone in half, causing the fragments to fall to the ground, faintly forming the character "Virtue."

"You’re a cultivator too!"

"By virtue? Such a fine ’by virtue’!"

"I understand now!"

Wen Sheng grasped his sword tightly, his eyes bright as snow.

"Wen Sheng, I heard you also want to persuade the cultivators not to exploit the people. I’m doing this too, but my eloquence isn’t as good as yours. Why don’t we cooperate? You persuade them, and I’ll enforce it!"

Li Qingniu proposed.

"Agreed!" Wen Sheng readily accepted.

Half a day later.

An ancient battlefield.

Dozens of cultivators confronted each other in the sky.

On the ground, two armies opposed each other, with tens of thousands of soldiers on each side, both intimidatingly powerful.

"Will your Wind Spirit Nation surrender or not?"

"Hmph, why doesn’t your Heavenly Thunder Nation surrender?"

"It seems, we can only fight a battle."

The cultivators in the sky cursed at each other, and seeing that words were of no avail, they prepared to order the hundreds of thousands of troops on the ground to battle, devouring each other’s territory.

And they were just preparing to watch the show.

"Hold on!"

At this moment, two people riding a horse and an ox arrived at the center of the battlefield; it was Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng. Compared to the fierce army, they seemed as small as ants.

"So, it’s just two ordinary folks."

"Dare to disrupt the situation, you should die!"

A cultivator at the Divine Origin Realm sneered, eyes shining with light, slashing towards Wen Sheng and Li Qingniu.

"Bastard!"

Li Qingniu suddenly swung his hand, releasing a brilliant green light that cleaved through the opponent’s light.

"Hmm, no fluctuation of cultivation level in his body, yet he can display the power of the Divine Origin Realm, how strange."

The group of cultivators was surprised.

"Everyone, please stop fighting! This should have been a war belonging to you cultivators; why involve billions of mortals, causing the world to suffer? Their deaths mean the destruction of countless families, leading to instability between the two nations; how can you be at ease?"

Wen Sheng spoke to persuade.

He then brought up matters of propriety, justice, integrity, and honor, as well as the global trends, which left the cultivators present dumbfounded.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers had long been reluctant to fight.

Some thought of their eighty-year-old mothers and the infants waiting to be fed at home, and they were already reduced to tears.

Others had already put down their weapons.

Originally, there was no conflict or contradiction between Heavenly Thunder Nation and Wind Spirit Nation, but these cultivators forced the nations to go to war, causing countless military casualties.

For this, they were already quite repulsed.

Clang! Clang!

More and more soldiers were dropping their weapons, raising their heads to coldly stare at the cultivators in the sky.

"Shut up!"

"We must fight!"

A cultivator shouted.

They had discovered that the more deaths on the battlefield, the more mysterious vitality power they could absorb, promoting their cultivation.

Therefore, they were eager for war.

As this secret spread through the Cultivation World of the Azure Sky Great World, countless cultivators controlled one Mortal Realm Kingdom after another, causing them to go to war for various reasons.

But today, someone actually came to stop it!

This was simply cutting off their cultivation path!

"Kill them all!"

The dozens of cultivators immediately agreed and attacked Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng.

Thud!

Sharp light swords fell, even with the fighting power of the Divine Origin Realm, Li Qingniu was still cleaved open at the chest and fell into a pool of blood.

"No more war!"

Wen Sheng raised the longsword, forcefully withstanding the light blade slashing from a Divine Origin Realm cultivator, his entire body flying backward, disintegrating into dust in an instant.

Yet, his voice echoed throughout the land.

Hearing his words, the eyes of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers turned red.

They too wanted to stop the war.

But, they didn’t have the courage.

And today, witnessing two kind-hearted elders fall to stop the war, their repressed anger and killing intent erupted, picking up their weapons anew, they charged towards the dozens of cultivators in the sky.

"Hmph!"

"A bunch of ants!"

The cultivators cursed angrily, easily blocking the mortal weapons with shields of light from their bodies.

"What to do?"

"What else can we do, kill them all."

"However, those who die at the hands of cultivators won’t emit that special vitality, unable to enhance our cultivation, what a pity."

The cultivators said helplessly.

"Let’s kill them all!"

A Divine Origin Realm cultivator prepared to move.

But, at that moment.

A wind blew across the heaven and earth.

The originally deceased Wen Sheng was reshaped in a flash of dazzling golden light, while the wound on Li Qingniu’s chest automatically healed, restoring him to life.

Boom!

The void within a thousand-mile radius trembled fiercely, countless thunders shone, shaking all four directions, with strands of mysterious aura drifting in, merging into Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng, causing their momentum to soar continuously.

"What is happening?"

A cultivator trembled.

At this moment, the aura exuded by Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng gave them a feeling of facing a Quasi-Saint and a Demi Immortal, causing their eyelids to twitch uncontrollably.

"I don’t know either."

"Quickly attack them!"

The other cultivators steeled their hearts and attacked directly.

Sizzle!

Dozens of brilliant sword lights slashed down, each extending thousands of meters with astonishing power. However, Wen Sheng glanced over coldly, and all the sword lights quickly collapsed.

This scene was shocking.

"Very good, it succeeded."

Ye Feng watched from the shadows with great satisfaction.

[PS: Good night everyone!]

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