Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 988 - 533: Desire, That is the Heavenly Dao! The Trend and the Hero, the Advancing World-Shaking Pure Yang._2

The child is adorable in his innocence, while the old man's face is thin and haggard, with the fire of wisdom flickering in his eyes.

Between the grandfather and grandson, on a desk, the tea water is boiling.

At this moment, the playful child is engrossed in reading a book, and after a short while, he suddenly lifts his head buried in the book, points to a line of text, and asks:

"Grandpa, grandpa, the book says heroes create circumstances, but what are heroes and what are circumstances?"

The old man, interrupted in his thoughts by his grandson, puts down the book in his hands, looks at his grandson who is full of questions, not annoyed but indulgently smiling as he begins to explain.

"Rui'er, it's a good habit in pursuing knowledge to ask why about everything. Isn't it?"

"The debate whether circumstances make the hero or the hero makes the circumstances has never been settled, but grandpa thinks that heroes and circumstances actually complement and depend on each other."

"Think about the stories grandpa has told you about, before Great Qin existed, during a time of chaos among various states, there was an even darker period known as the Five Generations."

"Over thousands of years of turmoil, years of national chaos and bad harvests, did any heroes emerge under such circumstances? No, so in great eras that grill people like fire, heroes are not always present, instead there are only successive waves of insects."

"Subsequently, amidst the games of various powers, Sects, Families, courts, and a myriad of heroes arose under the struggle of countless strongmen—seven nations stood together, heroes emerged, but how was the life of the common people?"

"During those years, nations continuously waged wars, and the common people were still displaced. What kind of circumstances did these heroes create?"

"There's even a novelist jokingly saying, 'once a hero draws his sword, it signifies a century of calamity for the common people.'"

"So grandpa thinks that circumstances and heroes just happen to meet each other, complementing each other."

"Take for instance the current Millennium Emperor in power in Great Qin, his energy devours thousands of miles like a tiger, his vision is sharp, and with the remnants of six generations' efforts, he ended the chaos, a true example of a hero meeting great circumstances."

"For many years of turbulence, people longed for stability; this was the circumstance. Millennium Emperor Ying Si rose to seize the moment, surpassing others in valor, this is a hero, and when a hero meets the circumstances, it forms the now dominant Great Qin."

"Then grandpa, if Ying Si is a hero, is the Great Qin State Taoist Master Yi Chengzi also a hero?"

"Taoist Master Yi Chengzi rose from insignificance, swept away the Sects throughout the world, suppressed the Sects so they dared not raise their heads, and with mutual support between him and the Millennium Emperor, he naturally also counts as a hero!" the old man said, fondly stroking Rui'er's topknot, smiling indulgently.

"But grandson heard from the Landlord Wang and others in the village that Yi Taoist, relying on his impressive cultivation, levies heavy taxes and competes with civilians for profit, he's a natural born killer. How can he be considered a hero? He should be called a big old bear!" The child, unsatisfied, immediately argued, eyes rolling.

"Moreover, I also heard people say that Yi Taoist is utterly debauched, indulging with the princess by night, staying in brothels by day, often reveling day and night."

The old man took Rui'er into his arms, poured himself a cup of tea with a smile, and after a bit of thought, explained:

"Rui'er, let grandpa ask you, since the Taoist Master Yi Chengzi joined Great Qin, have the lives of the uncles and aunts around you gotten better or worse?"

"Isn't it true that the family of Landlord Wang is worsening day by day, while your other uncles and aunts are thriving, able to afford meat during festivals, and the promising young people in the village have learned advanced martial arts, no longer fearing the mountain wolves and tigers?"

"A hero is not a perfect person."

"Rui'er, there is a very cruel fact in this world: no matter how noble the warrior is, he inevitably casts shadows as he advances forward, only dispersing when he falls, and only then do the insects lurking in the shadows become unavoidable."

"And some even more powerful warriors, even in death, still hold their heads high, unyielding, while the insects under their protection rejoice in secret, announcing to those around that it is precisely because of the shadows cast by the warrior that they live so comfortably; if anyone disagrees, blame the warrior."

"Why is it so? Because in this world, where there are people, there are interests, and with interests come factions and groups."

"Yi Taoist wants to do things, he's bound to offend other factions, so some hate him to the bone, others profit from him, and still others use the power of the State Master for their personal gains."

"This world is not black and white; it's merely a matter of who gets to eat the big fat meat."

"Then grandpa, you still haven't made it clear, what exactly is a hero?" Lying in the old man's arms, Rui'er bites his finger, turning his head back to gaze up at the old man's thin face and continues to ask.

"Whether someone is a hero is actually simple; a hero always stands on the side with the most people, you just look at whether the hero who got the big fat meat distributes it to more people."

"If he does better than the person before him, he is a great hero."

"If someone in the future does even better than him, then he's no longer a great hero; he's just a pest impeding the world from getting better."

"By that logic, Yi Taoist is definitely a great hero now!" The old man with age spots squeezed the chubby cheeks of the child and laughed heartily, "Silly boy, do not go around the village spreading bad words about the State Preceptor; otherwise, they will surely scold you."

"Such as the 'Night Lust Princess', 'Daily Song and Dance', the State Preceptor eats no more than three meals a day, has only two or three Taoist couples, not even a fraction of the number of the Landlord Wang's concubines. For a great hero, such trivial matters are of no real consequence."

"Rui'er, you're still young. When you grow up, you'll understand how precious it is for someone with the status of the State Preceptor to have just two or three minor Taoist couples."

"In this world, there are plenty of fairies who want to climb into the State Preceptor's grand bed, but they simply can't find the way in." The old man, with a deep gaze, looked up to the skies, seemingly lost in some memories.

The child, not fully understanding, nodded slightly. He struggled to jump out of the old man's embrace and picked up "Great Qin Heroic Chronicles" from the desk, turning to another page.

Asking when in doubt has always been his, Tao Ruirui's, good habit.

He immediately pointed at a line in the text and continued to ask:

"Grandpa, what does 'selling hooks' mean!"

"In this passage, the handsome and suave Black Cat Taoist scolds the Evilslaying Monk, saying 'You, Jue Yan, a mere hook-seller by origin, have no right to discuss morality and righteousness in front of me, the Black Cat Taoist!'"

"God damn it!"

"Grandpa, I know what 'God damn it' means, but what does 'selling hooks' mean?" The child asked innocently.

At that moment, Mr. Wu Liu, who lived secluded in the mountains, suddenly turned pale with shock. He snatched the storybook "Great Qin Heroic Chronicles" from his grandson's hand, flipping directly to the author's page, only to see the three big characters of Miao True Monarch glaring back at him.

"Grandpa, you said we should always ask 'why' for any knowledge, right? So, what exactly does 'selling hooks' mean?"

Seeing the old man not responding for a long time, Rui'er couldn't help but shake the old man's arm and pressed for an answer.

This time, faced with his grandson's relentless questioning, Mr. Wu Liu showed a troubled expression. He quickly flipped through "Great Qin Heroic Chronicles," deeply shaken by the wild plots within the novel.

What kind of Great Qin heroic tales were these? They were clearly the erotic adventures of the Black Cat Taoist and his father traveling the world, mostly exclaiming—Father, we are truly formidable!

"Rui'er, you are not allowed to read this kind of storybook novel again."

"Especially anything by this so-called Miao True Monarch, absolutely do not touch it again."

Qing Feng could not read, and randomly flipped through the book, only to have a huge black cat portrait leap out from the title page, with the three striking characters of Miao True Monarch beneath it.

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At this moment, in Yin Mansion Land.

Yi Chen was unaware that the blessings of two great beings from the Immortal Platform Ninth Layer Realm were rushing toward him; he was still on his way to the battlefield.

Clad in a cloak, a figure sped along, and in the blink of an eye, appeared at the border line where the Yellow Sand Plains ended.

At that moment, Yi Chen had already left the Yellow Sand Plains and reached another red soil land.

With a light swipe of the Holy Halberd, over a dozen ten-meter tall black rock monsters wandering on the red soil land immediately shattered.

Miao Zi, spreading his paws, sprinted along, collecting all the black crystal cores left by the shattered black rock monsters.

"Dad, we are truly formidable!"

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