Chapter 45 Fame Spreads Throughout the World, the Golden Wheel Arrives



After listening to Mu Nianci's story, Qiu Chuji, no matter how strong his heart was, was so shocked by what had happened in Lin'an that he remained silent for a long time.

"The vengeful spirits and the gods of the underworld—it's truly unbelievable, unbelievable," Qiu Chuji murmured after a long while.

As a member of the Quanzhen School, Qiu Chuji worshipped the Three Pure Ones every day. He had wondered whether there were gods in the world, and he had also thought about what his master Wang Chongyang had told him. But now that he knew that gods really existed, he had many doubts and questions in his heart. Why had he never seen gods before? Why had he never seen ghosts?

"bite…"

"Congratulations, host, you have gained 1,000 Qiu Chuji's Astounding Points."

In his guest room, Li Daoyi received a system notification.

"It seems he believes it," Li Daoyi thought to himself.

The next day, while Li Daoyi was still meditating, he received more notifications, one of which was the astonishment value contributed by the Golden Wheel Monk. The news of what happened in Lin'an had finally reached the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Wanyan Lie, a prince of the Jin Kingdom, was also the chief steward and de facto ruler of the Jingzhao Prefecture. At this moment, in the Wanyan Mansion, sitting opposite Wanyan Lie was none other than the Golden Wheel Monk.

"Grand Preceptor, you have also received the news from Lin'an, Song State. What are your thoughts?" Wanyan Lie asked Jinlun, holding a secret letter in his hand.

Jinlun closed his eyes slightly, not replying immediately, but thinking about yesterday's events, particularly the Taoist priest on the oxcart. Later that evening, he received a report from his disciple Darba that the priest had moved into the Quanzhen Sect's Taoist temple in Jingzhao Prefecture.

"I am half-believing and half-doubting," Jinlun said.

"oh?"

“If I’m not mistaken, this person is currently in the Prince’s capital.” Jinlun continued.

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Lie suddenly stood up.

"What? That person is in the city?" Wanyan Lie exclaimed excitedly. Then he thought that if the events in Lin'an were true, then if he controlled this person, wouldn't the Great Jin have a powerful ally?

“Yesterday at the city gate, I tested him out. He was very strong, stronger than I could have imagined. I couldn’t see through him. As for whether he is an immortal, I can’t be sure. After all, it’s too incredible,” Jinlun said slowly.

Wanyan Lie paced back and forth excitedly.

Seemingly guessing what the other party was thinking, the Golden Wheel Monk revealed a hint of contempt in his eyes, which he quickly concealed.

"Your Highness, I feel it necessary to remind you that regardless of his identity, one thing I am certain of is that this person is not someone you can afford to offend. I have already conveyed the Khan's message. The rest is up to you to consider. Even if not for yourself, you need to leave a way out for your family. That's all I have to say. Farewell." After Jinlun finished speaking, he stood up and clasped his hands together in front of Wanyan Lie.

"I will consider it, Grand Preceptor." Wanyan Lie nodded.

As Jinlun stepped out of the living room, a cute little girl, about ten years old, skipped and hopped over. Upon seeing Jinlun, she stopped and blinked her big eyes, looking at him curiously.

"Ping'er, come and greet the Grand Preceptor of Mongolia!" Wanyan Lie hurriedly said.

"Imperial Preceptor, this is my daughter, Wanyan Ping."

"Wanyan Ping greets the Imperial Preceptor," the girl called out crisply.

Jinlun nodded, then continued walking outside.

"Father, I just heard many rumors on the street that a deity has descended upon the Song Dynasty. Is it true?" Wanyan Ping asked.

"Don't worry about these things, little one. Instead of practicing martial arts properly, why did you sneak out of the palace again?" Wanyan Lie said, affectionately patting his daughter's head.

At this moment, in the Sanqing Hall of Chunyang Temple, Li Daoyi and Qiu Chuji sat facing each other.

"Are there really immortals in this world?" Qiu Chuji asked.

"What do you worship?" Li Daoyi asked in return.

Why isn't it showing?

Why show it?

Qiu Chuji was stunned.

Li Daoyi was suppressing a laugh, but judging from Qiu Chuji's expression, he was still somewhat doubtful. After all, he had been in the Daoist sect for many years and had never seen any miracles or anything like that even from his own master, Wang Chongyang.

Li Daoyi shook his head, but still spoke.

"The universe is as numerous as stars and grains of sand; what you perceive is not the only one."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chuji's eyes widened, and then his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Could it be...could it be...that Master is telling the truth?"

"What did Wang Chongyang say?" Li Daoyi asked, quite curious.

“My master once said that the world is a cage, and there is a wider world outside. He wanted to go out and see it,” Qiu Chuji explained.

“Impressive. For Master Chongyang to have such enlightenment, if I’m not mistaken, your master shouldn’t be dead, but rather has disappeared, right?” Li Daoyi asked.

Qiu Chuji no longer concealed anything and nodded.

"After breaking Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill, my master disappeared that very night, leaving us only a letter instructing us to announce his death. Since then, he has vanished. For so many years, our Quanzhen Sect has been secretly searching for him," Qiu Chuji revealed the mystery of Wang Chongyang's disappearance.

"Just as I thought, Wang Chongyang is not dead at all," Li Daoyi thought to himself.

"Will I ever have the chance to see him again?" Qiu Chuji murmured.

"I have said before that there is a difference between immortals and mortals. If Wang Chongyang is truly as detached from this world as I think, then you will not have the chance to meet in the future."

"Very well, very well, this has always been Master's wish." Qiu Chuji sighed, his eyes moist.

"Master, Master, a lot of Tibetan monks have come outside, saying they want to see Master Li." Just then, the young Taoist priest Wang Tong ran in.

"A Tibetan monk?" Qiu Chuji frowned.

“It is the Mongolian National Preceptor, the Golden Wheel Dharma King,” Li Daoyi said.

"It was him."

“Let them in,” Li Daoyi said to Wang Tong.

Soon, the tall and imposing Jinlun, accompanied by Darba and several attendants, followed Wang Tong in.

Li Daoyi remained seated, while Qiu Chuji stood up.

"Grand Preceptor, you're still as energetic as ever since we parted ways on the grasslands years ago," Qiu Chuji said with a smile.

"Greetings, Master Changchun," said the Golden Wheel Monk politely, his hands clasped together.

After speaking, the Golden Wheel Monk turned to look at Li Daoyi and clasped his hands together again.

"Master, we meet again."

Li Daoyi looked at the only golden wheel on the other person's arm and couldn't help but laugh.

"What? Master, you've come to give me gold again?"

Jinlun was stunned. Darba behind him changed his expression and was about to step forward, but Jinlun stopped him.

“Daoist Master, if you like it, why not give this one to you as well?” said the Golden Wheel Dharma King, patting the golden wheel on his arm.

“There are some things that I don’t understand,” Li Daoyi said at that moment.

"Please speak, Daoist Master," Jinlun said hurriedly.

"Why are you Tantric monks always so keen on politics? Back then there was the Great Snow Mountain King Kumārajīva, and now there is you, and you are even the Mongolian National Preceptor."

Upon hearing this, Jinlun's face twitched involuntarily.

“I know your purpose in coming to Jingzhao Prefecture this time, and I am also aware of the Mongols’ ambitions. Originally, I didn’t want to get involved in these matters, but I promised someone that I would give the Han people of the Central Plains a chance.” After Li Daoyi finished speaking, he stood up from the prayer mat.

The Golden Wheel Monk's body was pushed aside by a force, and Li Daoyi slowly walked out of the Sanqing Hall.

"Daoist Master!" Jinlun suppressed his shock and hurriedly called out.

Li Daoyi stopped in his tracks.

"Is what you did in Lin'an true? Are there really gods?" asked the Golden Wheel Monk.

“You asked the same question as Master Changchun,” Li Daoyi smiled.

"Whether it's true or false, what do you want?" Li Daoyi continued.

"This humble monk, this humble monk, I would like to see it," said the Golden Wheel Dharma King, mustering his courage.

Li Daoyi shook his head and then looked up at the sky.

"This world is not as simple as you think. Just wait, something will happen soon, and the world will no longer be peaceful. You will see what you want to see."

After he finished speaking, Li Daoyi's body gradually became transparent and then disappeared.

"hiss…"

This bizarre disappearance immediately made the Golden Wheel Monk and his companions gasp in shock.

Meanwhile, Li Daoyi had already returned to the backyard of the Taoist temple where he had been assigned.

"Hoo-ha, hoo-ha." Yang Guo was meditating and practicing his internal energy under the guidance of Dongfang Bubai and Mu Nianci, and he looked quite skilled.

“Dao Yi.” Dongfang Bubai walked over.

"Okay, you guys continue. I'm going back to my room to think about something." Li Dao nodded and then went into the room.

"Open the store."

The system shop appeared instantly, and Li Dao clicked in, starting to browse through his inventory. He planned to stir up some trouble and rake in another wave of points.

"System, do you have any character items?" The shop has so many items, over a million of them. Li Daoyi searched for a long time but couldn't find anything suitable.

"Yes," the system responded immediately.

Then the shopping mall screen changed, and many new products appeared.

"There are 3,800 different characters and props available. Please choose one yourself."

"So many." Li Daoyi was slightly surprised.

"Forget about character summoning items."

"Huh, a puppet?" At this moment, Li Daoyi noticed one of the items.

"Puppet doll, 3,000 points. Can transform into the desired character form according to the user's will, with strength not exceeding that of the user. Duration is one hour, calculated based on the time of appearance. Ending use will pause the time calculation."

"Haha, great, this is exactly what I wanted." Li Daoyi was overjoyed.

Subsequently, Li Daoyi directly purchased two puppet dolls, a slight smirk playing on his lips as he began to formulate a plan—a plan that could completely overturn the world's values.

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