Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 123: I… Can Be a Legend Myself! (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Thank you, Headmaster. However, I won’t enter the Literary Department. Righteousness fills the world. The human world is filled with knowledge. I don’t have to enter the Literary Department.”

An Le rejected the First Headmaster’s invitation.

The First Headmaster was not surprised and continued, “What if I invite you to be a teacher in the Literary Department?”

An Le was stunned for a moment, but he still shook his head and said, “That’s even more impossible. If I enter the Literary Department as a teacher, I’m afraid I’ll be even more envied. Those Confucian scholars on the Literary Music Ranking will definitely be unhappy. I have to spend effort to convince them before I can teach them. It’s really troublesome. Moreover, I want to nurture the righteous sword qi. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to maintain my purity after seeing too much… causing the sword qi to be blind.”

“In that case, it’s good for them and me if I don’t enter the Literary Department.”

When the First Headmaster heard this. he sighed softlv.

Seeing this, An Le thought for a moment and said, “Headmaster, there’s something I don’t know if I should say. The Literary Department is a holy land for scholars. It’s a place for learning. If you get too involved with the rich and powerful, you’ll lose your original intention.”

“Without your original intention, knowledge is not so pure. It’s naturally even harder to nurture the talent that can trigger the righteous qi in the Literary Monument.”

When the First Headmaster heard An Le’s words and looked at the sparkling lake, he fell silent for a moment.

The small boat docked.

An Le stepped onto the bank and cupped his fists at First Headmaster. “Headmaster, I still have to go to the Lin Residence to work and paint for the young masters of the Lin Residence. I’ll take my leave first.”

The First Headmaster smiled and nodded, not asking him to stay any longer.

He knew that An Le had already made his decision.

An Le turned around and left. He had two swords on his waist and his white clothes were wide sleeves. Like a spring breeze, he disappeared from the long dike of West Lake.

Not long after An Le disappeared, a stream of clear qi rolled and the small boat rippled slightly. An old man in a Confucian robe had appeared at some point in time and sat in the seat where An Le had sat. He looked at the First

Headmaster.

“I told you, right? It’s impossible for An Le to enter the Literary Department.

His words are very straightforward, but they’re also very right. The Literary

Department is in a mess now. All kinds of parties are involved in the Imperial Court’s strife. All kinds of sides are trying to cling to the influential. In order to gain a foothold in the court in the future, they have all long lost their original intention to study.”

“If An Le really enters the Literary Department, the righteous sword qi might not be easy to nurture. If the filthy environment breaks the righteous sword qi, the gains will not make up for the losses.”

“Look at the Literary Department now. The Literary Music Ranking is useless. How many years has it been since there was a Confucian scholar who triggered the righteousness?”

“The Dao of Sacred Confucianism is simply a joke.”bender

The Third Headmaster flicked his finger, and ripples immediately appeared in the lake, causing the small boat to ripple faintly.

“Therefore, I said that the Literary Department needs change, and so does the Imperial Court.”

An Le left West Lake and headed towards Jing Street.

Passing the familiar stone monument archway, he knocked on the Lin Residence’s door. Miss Liu Xiang still opened the door. Looking at the young man outside, Liu Xiang’s eyes were as bright as stars in the sky.

“Young Master An!”

Liu Xiang was extremely excited and admired him even more. The actions of the young man in front of her yesterday were simply unbelievable.

This time, without Lin Zhuifeng making a fuss, everyone knew about An Le’s deeds.

Everyone in Lin’an knew about the grudge between the Lin Residence and Prime Minister Qin’s Residence.

Therefore, An Le extradited righteousness in front of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence and ruthlessly slapped Prime Minister Qin’s face. To everyone in the Lin Residence, it was very satisfying.

“Good morning, Miss Liu Xiang.”

An Le smiled gently and stepped into the residence. As he walked forward, everyone in the Lin Residence bowed and greeted An Le when they saw him. The atmosphere was warm and filled with reverence and admiration.

He smiled in response.

In the distance, Xi Xiang slowly walked over and looked at An Le with a gentle and bright smile. “Young Master An, Madam Hua is waiting for you at the Heavenly Wave Water Pavilion.”

An Le was not surprised. After slapping Prime Minister Qin’s face yesterday, he left directly and went to the West Lake to listen to music to break through and condense his Primordial Spirit. He did not explain it to Madam Hua, so he naturally had to meet her at this moment.

Therefore, he followed Xi Xiang to the Heavenly Wave Water Pavilion.

A gentle breeze blew. In the Water Pavilion pool, carp were swimming elegantly like blooming flowers.

In the main hall, Madam Hua was sitting on the couch and reading. When she saw An Le coming over, she closed the book and smiled. She nodded. “You’re here.”

An Le cupped his fists and bowed to Madam Hua.

Madam Hua glanced at An Le. There seemed to be an invisible sword intent sweeping through the hall. It was the sword intent of the Heart Sword.

A strange look and shock quickly appeared in Madam Hua’s eyes. “The Primordial Spirit has taken shape?!”

The fourth level of Spirit Refinement… Primordial Spirit!

If she remembered correctly, not long before the Spring Quarter Examination, An Le had just reached the Shedding Mortality Realm of Spirit Refinement!

Why had he already condensed a Primordial Spirit now… Was it because his thoughts were cleared yesterday in front of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence? After refining his mental power, he stepped into the fourth realm of Spirit Refinement and condensed a Primordial Spirit?

Although Green Mountain had concealed his cultivation, Madam Hua could sense a little because the Heart Sword was related to the Sword Waterfall Diagram that An Le cultivated.

“Yes, I just condensed my Primordial Spirit yesterday. My mental power is still unstable, but it’s not a big problem. I’ll be able to stabilize it after visualizing and cultivating it for a night or two.”

An Le smiled.

After all, although she was called a Spirit Refinement genius, it was impossible for her to condense her Primordial Spirit at the fourth realm as quickly as An

“Not bad.”

Madam Hua suppressed the shock in her heart and tried her best to maintain her composure.

She forcefully maintained the image of an expert that she had maintained in front of An Le for a long time..