Reading Is Holy! Exposed By My Junior Sister!

Chapter 57: Planting Cultivation Seeds! Li Daoran felt a bit awkward.

Saying that, Li Daoran took out a token and handed it to Chen Chang'an.

Chen Chang'an reached out and took it, shaking his head, saying, "No need."

His only request was to regain control of the Demon Realm.

He had no interest in other matters.

"If the Sect Master has no other matters, then I will take my leave," Chen Chang'an asked.

Hmm?

Hearing Chen Chang'an's words, Li Daoran's brows furrowed.

Chen Chang'an could refer to himself as "disciple," but as peers, it seemed a bit distant.

Li Daoran also knew where this distance came from.

"Junior brother, do you still resent me?" Li Daoran asked.

"Never," Chen Chang'an shook his head.

Regarding the incident back then, Chen Chang'an never wanted to talk about it.

Right or wrong, he no longer cared.

Seeing Chen Chang'an say this, Li Daoran understood that there was still some resentment in Chen Chang'an's heart.

He could only sigh at this.

After all, no matter what, Chen Chang'an's intelligence back then was only equivalent to that of a child.

His actions may have crossed the line, but not to the extent of guilt.

Who wouldn't resent being punished for ten years?

Thinking about this, Li Daoran said, "Yan'er will return from the 'Quiet Study' in a while, you can talk to her then."

"Alright," Chen Chang'an nodded, not refusing.

At this moment, an image of a woman's back appeared involuntarily in his mind.

Her eyes were as cold as snow and frost!

"Besides this matter, there is one more thing," Li Daoran said.

"From today onwards, you can move out of the Sutra Pavilion," Chen Chang'an shook his head.

"No need for that, I've been living there for years and have gotten used to it," Chen Chang'an said.

"Moving back and forth doesn't make any difference."

Whether it's a shabby room or a grand hall,

It's just a place to stay, as long as there's a place to sleep.

There's no difference in the rest.

"Alright then, you can decide for yourself," Li Daoran didn't mind Chen Chang'an's response and nodded.

Then he continued, "Let's reopen the sect gate in a while."

"Hidden Dao Mountain, no matter what, is one of the main peaks of the sect. It's not good to have no disciples," Chen Chang'an shook his head.

"Master, I just made a breakthrough recently, and my cultivation level is still unstable. Let's talk about taking disciples later," Chen Chang'an said.

"Moreover, you know my current situation."

"The breakthrough was just a lucky enlightenment."

"I don't have any insights into other paths of cultivation."

"In this situation, why would I want to take disciples and mislead them?"

Chen Chang'an wouldn't tell Li Daoran that he simply didn't want to take disciples.

Not only did he not want to take disciples, if it weren't for the matter of the Demon Realm, he wouldn't even bother to "reveal" his high-level Confucian cultivation.

As for taking disciples?

Forget it.

The more disciples, the more karma.

Just by taking on a little junior sister as a disciple, his life has already been disrupted.

If a few more disciples come, how will he be able to live?

"Well, that's fine," Li Daoran nodded. Chen Chang'an's words seemed reasonable.

"But, Chen Junior Brother, can I discuss something with you?"

At this moment, Li Daoran spoke again.

"Master, just say it," Li Daoran said with a request.

"Junior brother, can you plant some cultivation seeds for the sect?"

"I don't have high demands. I will have the elders and disciples of the sect stand in front of you, and you can choose the ones you like to plant. If there are none you like, I won't force it."

Li Daoran hadn't finished speaking when Chen Chang'an waved his hand at him.

"Master, there's no need to look. I don't have any disciples from Quanzong that I like, so I won't cultivate them."

With that, Chen Chang'an walked towards the door.

Mao Ruxue followed closely behind.

"No, junior brother, you misunderstood me,"

"The sect will provide funds. For every disciple who cultivates a literary genre, the sect will provide one hundred Dao Yuan Shi. What do you think of this arrangement?"

"Hmm? One hundred Dao Yuan Shi each?"

Upon hearing Li Daoran's words, Chen Chang'an immediately stopped in his tracks.

"Master, I suddenly feel that I quite like our sect's disciples."

"Right, do you want to pay the Dao Yuan Shi all at once or in installments?"

Li Daoran asked Chen Chang'an to leave literary genres for the disciples, not to go and fight, but to leave behind that 'seed'.

It was to cultivate literary genres for the disciples.

In the Formless World, anyone can read books.

But not everyone can cultivate the Confucian Way.

To cultivate the Confucian Way, one must first have a literary genre.

Only by planting a literary genre can one nurture Literary Aura and nourish the literary heritage.

Only when the literary heritage is well-nourished can one begin the practice of the Confucian Way.

And literary genres can only be planted by Confucian experts who have reached the Great Confucian Realm and above.

So, Li Daoran came looking for Chen Chang'an.

Money is not a problem.

He just hopes that Chen Chang'an can cultivate more literary genres within the sect.

Even if it means becoming a laughingstock.

After all, Literary Aura is still very powerful.

If in the future, disciples of the Heavenly Water Sect can possess Literary Aura.

Without a doubt, even if it's just one realm.

The increase in their combat power that it can bring would be absolutely terrifying.

So, even though it comes at such a high cost, Li Daoran is willing.

Money is not a problem. That was Li Daoran's initial thought.

However, when Chen Chang'an started sitting in the sect's square and began cultivating literary genres for the disciples, his thoughts changed.

Not because of anything else, but because Li Daoran found that Chen Chang'an's efficiency in cultivating literary genres for the disciples seemed to be quite high!

Ordinary Confucian experts often succeed in cultivating a literary genre among hundreds or even thousands of people.

And even so, the quality of the cultivated literary genres varies.

Some are high, some are low, and some can only be used as decorations, they can be seen but not used.

Li Daoran understands this point, after all, Literary Aura is something that can only be determined by fate, not everyone has the fate to cultivate the Confucian Way.

But what about Chen Chang'an?

So far, every disciple who has passed by him has been recognized by him.

And, every disciple he has helped has been successful!

Li Daoran was truly stunned.

He had seen senior Confucian experts cultivate literary genres for others, more than once.

These senior Confucian experts also had relatively high efficiency in cultivating literary genres, but Chen Chang'an's efficiency, he had never seen before.

Not to mention those senior Confucian experts, even the great sages of the Confucian Way at the Seven Realms or even the Eight Realms, Li Daoran had never heard of anyone with such high efficiency!

If literary genres could be cultivated with a hundred percent success rate, why would the current Confucian Way be in such decline?

Could it be!!

Chen Chang'an is not just a Confucian expert, he is actually a sage at the Seven Realms, or even a saint at the Eight Realms?!

Li Daoran was startled by his own thoughts.

Then, he quickly shook his head and dismissed this idea.

Because it was unrealistic, not to mention that Chen Chang'an is so young now, he simply does not have the possibility of becoming a saint.

Furthermore, in recent years, Li Daoran has not heard of any Confucian experts achieving the position of a saint.

It should be known that the birth of every Everlasting Realm powerhouse would cause a great commotion in the world.

The birth of a saint is even more so.

Heaven and earth would be in chaos, golden lotuses would surge from the ground, and there would even be the manifestation of a literary saint's body.

But none of this has happened, so it is impossible!

If it were possible, then there would only be one last possibility left.

That is, Chen Chang'an has already achieved the Dao Fruit of the Eight Realms, so the heavens and earth will not manifest any anomalies when he achieves the position of a saint.

But, is this possible?

This is absolutely impossible!

Li Daoran would rather believe in true love in this world than believe in this.

Of course.

That's not the point.

The point is, is it possible that all the disciples of our sect have such high talent, that every person has the potential to cultivate the Confucian Way and can successfully cultivate a literary genre?

This is utter nonsense!