I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples
Chapter 1487 - Chapter 1487 Chapter 1487 Encountering Jiang Chan Again

Chapter 1487: Chapter 1487: Encountering Jiang Chan Again, Things Remain but People Change Chapter 1487: Chapter 1487: Encountering Jiang Chan Again, Things Remain but People Change Wilderness Realm.

It had now seemingly become the trend to be the heart of The Mortal Realm.

Ye Qiubai, Hong Ying, and Ning Chenxin, along with other legendary figures from The Mortal Realm, all hailed from the Wilderness Realm.

Under their influence, countless top factions of The Mortal Realm came to the Wilderness to establish branches and sects, cultivating talent here and injecting fresh blood into their sects.

It was partly due to the reputation of Ye Qiubai and others that they did so.

But what they valued more was the luck of the Wilderness Realm.

How could such a minor realm give rise to so many top figures? The fact that the Wilderness Realm could withstand this luck was not simple.

Luck, that intangible thing–better to believe in it than not.

The existence of Ye Qiubai and the others fully proved that the Wilderness Realm was indeed fortunate.

That was the main reason why all the major powers came here to teach and spread their doctrines.

When Ning Chenxin returned to the Wilderness Realm, it felt as if worlds apart–

everything was changing day by day.

And now, the Wilderness Realm was also rich in immortal aura, not as barren as it was once–not to mention immortal aura, even the spiritual energy was extremely scarce before.

Southern Region’s Hidden Dao Academy.

It had now truly become the Holy Land of the Wilderness Realm.

When Ning Chenxin arrived here, the architectural changes weren’t too significant, just an expansion of the territory.

Qin Tiannan still served as the head of the Hidden Dao Academy in the Southern Region, having not used Ye Qiubai and the others for publicity over the years, always keeping a low profile. However, the investigative speed of the cultivation world was not to be taken lightly.

After being exposed, a surge of people began to flood into the Hidden Dao Academy.

Ning Chenxin wandered around the Academy with hidden presence and form, without notifying anyone; after all, once someone realized Ning Chenxin had returned here, peace would be unlikely.

The students, the powerful, the inheritance mystic realms weren’t the same as before.

And it seemed there was nothing unfair; the elders and hall masters here strictly followed the rules set by Qin Tiannan.

No regard for identity, no regard for background, no special treatments–

Everything was only determined by talent and strength.

Under such circumstances, to maintain the original intention, Ning Chenxin couldn’t help but nod slightly and went on to other places.

In a small mountain village of the Southern Region.

Here, Ning Chenxin had first encountered Lu Changsheng. It was also here Ning Chenxin had taken Lu Changsheng as a master.

Ning Chenxin stepped in, with little difference from before.

Those who farmed continued to farm, those who herded cattle continued to herd.

Only now, in an open area, there arose the sounds of children reciting their lessons.

“To act without contention, to profit without harm.”

“To cultivate oneself brings genuine virtue.”

These were the teachings Ning Chenxin had imparted to the villagers.

Now, the village had begun to study, enriching themselves.

Ning Chenxin could see, above them, a light swirl of righteousness.

Even without fully understanding the meaning, there would always be some personal interpretation.

And as this righteousness floated in the air, a part of it even began to merge into Ning Chenxin’s body!

Similar to the Buddhist Sect’s Faith Power.

It was also a form of Faith Power.

Ning Chenxin remained silent, not wishing to disturb; instead, quietly left.

Seeking no return, Ning Chenxin simply wanted to teach these things to the people of the world.

Walking on–

Passing cities, traversing mountains and rivers, crossing many weaker forces, and many ordinary people gathered in small mountain villages.

Sometimes Ning Chenxin would stop, observing what they did in their day, or witnessing conflicts, large and small, unfold among others and would not step forward to intervene.

This was only to verify what his master had told him.

And so, a full half-year passed by.

Ning Chenxin finally completed his journey through the entire Wilderness Realm.

At the same time, his heart felt increasingly heavy.

He didn’t want to agree with his master’s view, but now he couldn’t help but accept it.

Because the reality was indeed cruel.

Even though the Wilderness Realm had fallen into prosperity.

Yet the lives of some weak forces, or some ordinary mortals, seemed to have undergone no substantial change.

Those meant to be bullied were still bullied.

Those meant to be exploited were still exploited.

Those meant to fight for profit still desperately scrambled for it.

Weak forces in this cycle desperately tried to climb upwards.

Ordinary mortals could only eke out a meager existence in the cracks.

Dignity existed only on the sword edge, and truth only within the range of a cannon.

Without strong power as the foundation, how could one avoid…

Moreover, even powerful people were exploited and suppressed by those stronger.

One layer after another; there was always a higher layer above the one you reached.

It was also a vicious cycle.

How to solve it, perhaps could only be done as the master had suggested?

Thinking of this, the fog in Ning Chenxin’s Heart’s Eye thinned a bit.

In the process of about to attain enlightenment, but still somewhat bewildered, Ning Chenxin walked without observing his surroundings.

At that moment, an indifferent female voice sounded in front of him.

“Benefactor, what brings you to this convent? If there is no matter to attend to, please leave.”

Ning Chenxin came to his senses and looked up.

In front of him stood a convent, and before him was a tonsured nun.

Even without hair, she couldn’t hide her beauty, though it now carried more of the traces of time.

Just… somewhat familiar.

The nun, upon seeing Ning Chenxin’s face, was also slightly startled.

The long-unperturbed lake of her heart rippled as if a stone had been cast into it.

Midway while pondering his questions, Ning Chenxin had not concealed his form and aura.

Ning Chenxin suddenly remembered.

Jiang Chan, with deep ties to his eldest martial brother.

Jiang Chan let out a light sigh, a bitter smile in her heart.

Years of arduous cultivation, she thought she had let go, had forgotten.

But upon seeing those close to him, that figure involuntarily emerged in her mind.

Clearly, she could even recall every detail about him.

Ning Chenxin wasn’t sure what to say, but staying silent didn’t seem right either, so he could only ask, “How come you’re here?”

After the battle of the Sunset Dynasty, Jiang Chan had disappeared without a trace.

Who would have thought she would now be found having taken the religious vows.

Jiang Chan hesitated, unsure how to reply.

At that moment.

The door to the convent opened, and a voice came through.

“Hesitation means you’ve not let go; why bother staying here?”

Ning Chenxin looked over; it was an elderly woman clad in a coarse cloth robe.

“Master,” Jiang Chan exclaimed, quickly saying, “I don’t want to leave!”

The elderly woman sighed and said, “Forcing yourself to stay here only locks your thoughts in a cage; it doesn’t mean you can forget.”

Jiang Chan fell silent.

The elder said no more and turned to Ning Chenxin, pausing before slowly speaking, “Benefactor, please come in with this old woman.”

Ning Chenxin said, “I am a man; it may not be appropriate for me to enter this place.”

“You are a person of destiny; it is fine.”

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PS: This part was a bit hard to write, and it’s a bit late. There’s another chapter still being written.

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