Taiyi Dao Fruit

The Great Sun in the sky began to move, causing the sky to visibly dim, which allowed people in Da Xing City to breathe a sigh of relief.

When the sun hung overhead, its scorching heat baked the earth, causing even cultivators to feel anxiety, let alone ordinary people. More importantly, there was that surging heat.

Fortunately, the time was still nighttime; if it were daytime and the true sun appeared alongside that Great Sun, who knows how many would suffer.

The departure of the Great Sun allowed those in the city steeped in unease to breathe a temporary sigh of relief and also informed Jiang Li that Manjusri and others had already set out.

'They really picked a good hour, soon the sky will brighten, and when the dual suns appear, the power of the True Sun Fire will be elevated to a new height.'

Jiang Li knew that Manjusri was also proficient in Yi Dao, and naturally, he could guess his intentions.

Manjusri was indeed cautious to the extreme. Even having the advantage, he still maximized all aspects, not missing a single opportunity.

However, this also meant he didn't have absolute confidence and didn't know on what basis the Great Venerable believed Jiang Li would face strong enemies next and thus had to accept the Emperor Dao Fruit.

With these thoughts, Jiang Li's figure flickered, his silhouette becoming almost indiscernibly blurred in an instant.

When the blurriness disappeared, the white-haired ape suddenly revealed a peculiar expression, or rather, aura.

He opened his mouth, instinctively about to stick out his tongue, then suddenly shut it.

"Cough, cough."

Looking around, the white-haired ape tactically coughed, thinking to himself how close it was, almost barking out loud. Then he rolled his eyes, exuding a sense of wisdom, striving to recall what he'd observed daily.

'I remember, this is how the master usually acts.'

Memories flickered in his mind, and the creature that looked like a monkey but was actually a dog began using the acting skills he had learned through daily observation.

No one knew how much he had learned to maneuver between his master and mistresses, but at least to his master, playing the part of a monkey briefly wasn't a problem.

If it doesn't work, one can meditate.

This was Jiang Li's instruction.

Xiao Tian was about to put into practice what he had learned, then suddenly remembered this last phrase, and so—

'Better to go meditate.'

That dog directly fast-tracked to "if it doesn't work," choosing to meditate.

At the same time, in the courtyard of the Governor Mansion, Tan Wuwei watched the departure of the Great Sun, and ripples quietly appeared in her calm eyes.

She took out a tea set and tea leaves from her storage magic tool, sat by the stone table in the courtyard, and gracefully brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup.

Watching the faint steam rising from the teacup, the newly appointed Great Master of the Buddha Country said calmly, "Juzi, please."

A cup of tea was pushed forward, and quietly, an additional figure appeared in the courtyard.

Wearing coarse clothes and a straw hat, the Mo Sect Master stood under a tree not far away, his sharp gaze piercing through the brim of his hat, directly targeting his former colleague.

"Drinking tea is a gesture of friendship, Mo Xuankong only drinks tea with friends," the Mo Sect Master said indifferently.

"I still consider Juzi a friend."

Tan Wuwei poured herself a cup of tea, "Even a fellow cultivator."

"A fellow cultivator who betrayed ideals?" Mo Xuankong sneered.

"A fellow cultivator who practices ideals."

Tan Wuwei showed a faint sadness, a demeanor appearing on her face now, sacred and ethereal, entirely devoid of her past shadow, "I have never forgotten my ideals."

However, Mo Xuankong saw only the changes of things and people.

The former Tan Wuwei was a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion, too busy with the toil of life to take care of herself, even deliberately letting her appearance age with time to resonate with ordinary people.

The current Tan Wuwei seemed like a Bodhisattva descending to earth, holy and inviolable, a world apart from the past. But in Mo Xuankong's eyes, there was only sorrow.

"The next words from Juzi will ridicule my appearance."

Tan Wuwei spoke, predicting the other's words, and then answered herself, "I don't care about appearances; human hearts are just that shallow, always yearning for beautiful things. Even the revered gods and Buddhas show pleasant aspects, the ugly have no right to receive incense."

"Entertain people with beauty," Mo Xuankong mocked lightly.

"In some respect, it's true," Tan Wuwei calmly accepted Mo Xuankong's sarcasm, "For promotion, I even used the souls of the fallen in Liangzhou; after doing such a big thing, what's using appearance? I want to change the world and will stop at nothing to do so."

"I only see the cost, no change in the world," the tone of Mo Xuankong revealed murderous intent.

"Because the change is yet to come," Tan Wuwei disregarded the killing intent and said calmly, "When all beings share one heart, centered on good, then the world will completely change. For this, I will advance at any cost until I have the power to change all beings."

All beings, one heart?

Mo Xuankong chewed on these four words, with an increasing killing intent.

"You want to enlighten all life?" He looked at Tan Wuwei, for the first time realizing what kind of madness resided in this former subordinate's heart.

Compared to such a crazy thought, Mo Xuankong would prefer Tan Wuwei to be driven by greed or harbor some ambition.

At least in that case, she would still be a normal person, not a madman.

The harm caused by a madman can be much greater than that of an ambitious person, especially if that madman harbors a crazy thought of changing the world.

"Lifeless Mother, True Void Home."

Tan Wuwei did not answer, or rather her eight words were the answer.

And at the moment these eight words fell, a dazzling Sword Light, with piercing force, shot towards Tan Wuwei.

The Divine Skills of the Golden God unfolded, the Sword Light split the space, and the deep sword marks extended directly to the other side; the instant the True Void Home appeared, it was pierced through.

However—

"Juzi, I exist in the future, and the future is uncertain. If you cannot penetrate the future, this Sword Light will never touch me."

Tan Wuwei sat in the True Void Home, the breached barrier, allowing the Sword Light to pass through her neck as if she were an illusion, whole and untouched after the Sword Light's passage.

"Lifeless Mother, True Void Home."

She chanted softly again, and the True Void Home suddenly expanded to cover the entire Governor Mansion, enveloping Mo Xuankong as well.

The abruptness of the transformation was like turning a page, one moment covering just within three feet, the next enveloping Mo Xuankong as well.

"To avoid Juzi harming others, please wait here with me for a while."