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Although the Da Li Dynasty solely revered the Confucian Path, some branches of other Taoist Orthodoxies still persisted.

Chu Zheng found the Historians among them particularly intriguing.

These individuals, within the entire Ten Thousand Realms coalition, were few, and even fewer had stepped into the Nine Realms.

As recorders of ancient history, although the Historians had ordinary Cultivation and combat capabilities, they possessed a unique secret technique named "Time Mirror."

Those who practiced Cultivation had lived through such long years that ancient history would inevitably change. Many histories, passed down by word of mouth, held conflicting views, naturally causing many distortions to the truth.

The Historians would, by special means, depict what they had seen and heard into albums, and the trained Cultivators of the Time Mirror among the Historians could immerse themselves in these albums and see the scenes once witnessed by their predecessors.

Only the facts acknowledged by the Historians were considered genuine ancient history. This was recognized by all living creatures in the Great Universe, and even the Immortal Alliance and Martial Hall would not question it.

The primary duty of the Tongjing Institute, where Bai Nian was located, was to restore fragments from ancient texts, naturally including many Historians.

Chu Zheng had always wanted to learn more about the Historians. The ancient history of the past Great Universe hid too many secrets, and perhaps within the Historians lay hidden albums left behind.

Even if not in the Qingyun Realm, in some corner of the Ten Thousand Realms, there should be some hidden legacies from predecessors.

Sometimes, the information he found on his own was not necessarily accurate, but the artifacts left by the Historians would at least contain no discrepancies in authenticity.

Chu Zheng, now at Perfect Immortal Tribulation with profound Cultivation, once again demonstrated his Shape-Shifting Divine Power, achieving flawless concealment. Even True Immortals couldn't detect anything amiss and even an Immortal Venerable, if not scrutinizing closely, would be deceived.

As far as Chu Zheng knew, within the Qingyun Realm, there was no existence comparable to an Immortal Venerable, so he could move unimpeded.

Moments later, Chu Zheng passed through the inner city and arrived in front of Tongjing Institute.

The Tongjing Institute did not occupy a vast area, extending merely over a thousand yards, shimmering with a layer of lustrous micro-light. At the gate hung a plaque with dark purple gold edges and embossed with silver letters "Tongjing Institute."

The font used was unfamiliar to Chu Zheng, but similar to his earlier times at Huanhua Academy, this plaque was imbued with Vast Righteous Qi, allowing Cultivators of other Taoist Orthodoxies to understand its meaning even without recognizing the script.

At Huanhua Academy, the plaque inscribed by a Confucian Daoist Monk whose Cultivation was lesser than Chu Zheng had changed according to Chu Zheng's own comprehension.

Nowadays, the "Tongjing Institute" inscribed by a Confucian sage far surpassed Chu Zheng by an indeterminate degree.

With Chu Zheng's current Cultivation, it was naturally impossible for him to influence this plaque in any way.

Vaguely, Chu Zheng's mind even conjured an illusion—a figure in a Confucian Robe, brush in hand drawing dragons and snakes, as he inscribed the plaque.

Regaining his composure, Chu Zheng was slightly startled and retracted the Spiritual Light in his eyes. Continue reading stories on My Virtual Library Empire

According to information from the Spiritual Eye, this plaque had existed for nearly a million years, its Vast Righteous Qi still solid and its charm divinely natural. The Confucian sage who wrote it was at least a Sub-Saint, comparable to an Immortal Venerable and Immortal King.

Such a high-level being was rare even across the Great Universe.

A group of armored attendants stood at the gate, led by a man who, upon first sight, appeared nearly fifty, with a Cultivation that had reached Fourth Order and not a Confucian Daoist Monk but one on the Path of Body Refinement, faintly exuding an aura of military array and combat, evidently a fierce warrior from the army.

Their armor, all engraved with dragon motifs, clearly belonged to the elite of the Da Li Dynasty.

However, aside from the leader, the auras of the others were much more scattered, and their Cultivation significantly weaker.

Chu Zheng already knew the reason for this. Previously, when the Ten Thousand Realms conscripted combat forces, nearly six million elites from the Da Li Military Department had been drawn from various places and led by the contemporary God of War along with many military Cultivators, all having gone to the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield.

Most of those skilled in combat from the Da Li Army had likely been already deployed, drawing in many fresh recruits.

Soon, the group spotted Chu Zheng at the gate, and the leading middle-aged man stepped forward and asked in a deep voice,

"Who goes there?"

Chu Zheng gathered his thoughts, clasped his hands in a salute, and said directly,

"Illusory Spirit City old friend, here to visit Bai Nian, Mr. Bai, please trouble your honor to announce my arrival."

After closely examining Chu Zheng for a moment, the middle-aged man's expression softened significantly and he waved a hand, signaling a soldier beside them to enter and inform others, he said in a deep voice,

"Please wait a moment."

Bai Nian currently held an extraordinary position, valued by the Holy Emperor, and still young in age. In the future within the Da Li Dynasty, he was bound to be a person of significant importance.

As an old acquaintance of Bai Nian, he was certainly not someone to offend either.

A few moments later, a figure hurried across the threshold and came out to greet him.

It had been nearly ten years since they last met, and Bai Nian had undergone substantial changes. His eyes were aglow with divine light, dressed in a light blue official robe, standing tall and straight like bamboo or a pine, his aura even more stable.

Seeing Chu Zheng in his current state, Bai Nian's eyes flickered slightly. Without saying much, he suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and smoothly welcomed Chu Zheng inside.

Just the words "Illusory Spirit City" were enough to confirm his identity without needing to say anything further.

Bai Nian led Chu Zheng through halls and courtyards, quickly arriving at a secluded side yard.

After activating an array to seal off the courtyard, Bai Nian could not hold back his emotions and bowed deeply,

"Bai Nian pays respects to the Holy Master."

"No need for such formalities."

Chu Zheng did not reveal his true form and nodded, asking, "How have you been recently?"

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Bai Nian's face was full of smiles, nodding uncontrollably, "The ten-year period is almost due, I was actually preparing to go to Huanhua Academy to find you, but I didn't expect the Holy Master to arrive in Yujing first."

Chu Zheng's eyes held a trace of complexity. For Bai Nian, it had been just under ten years, but for him, it had already been nearly a thousand years.

Meeting again now inevitably felt like a lifetime ago; had Bai Nian not mentioned it, he might have almost forgotten the casually made ten-year appointment.

Remembering what Bai Nian had once said, Chu Zheng gathered his thoughts, his voice slow, "I will leave this realm soon, heading to the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield. What are your plans? Have you thought about which path you want to take in the future?"

As he saw it, staying in the Qingyun Realm, staying within the Ten Thousand Realms, might not be a bad choice for Bai Nian.

Upon hearing this, Bai Nian's gaze was resolute, without any hesitation, "I wish to continue following by the Holy Master's side."

"Think it through, to tell you the truth, the Immortal Alliance is currently capturing me. Within the Ten Thousand Realms, it is also difficult for me to find a foothold. Going to the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield, one small mistake, and you will be surrounded by enemies on all sides."

Chu Zheng's gaze was as sharp as a knife, clearly stating his current predicament and giving a direct warning,

"Staying by my side, you could risk your life at any moment."

Once he goes to the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield, and crosses the threshold to become a True Immortal, who knows what upheaval might occur. The trouble then would not be as manageable as it is now.

It was a completely free battlefield where figures greater than an Immortal King operated, and even presences equaling the Immortal Emperor from the Realm of Ancient Myths existed.

Chu Zheng could not even guarantee his own life, let alone Bai Nian's.

"Holy Master, I want to follow by your side and personally verify a piece of ancient history, no matter the outcome."

Bai Nian's eyes sparkled with a fiery intensity, his words punctuated firmly,

"I want to enter the Historian lineage and personally record a piece of ancient history, to spread the stories I witness to future generations."