Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
'The modest gentleman has a character as soft and gentle as the luster of jade.'
The objects of the Confucian Sect were just like the luster of beautiful jade, the majority of them having an extremely gentle nature. It was very unusual to hear of one that could reduce someone's lifespan.
But both Master Zhu and Li Junxian seemed to take this as a natural fact.
"Senior Brother, I know that you're trying to help, but just as the Buddhists say, if I do not enter hell, who will?" Li Junxian altered the way he addressed Master Zhu as he firmly stared. "What does it matter if my lifespan is reduced? As long as Junxian can realize the dream of the Confucian Sect, Junxian will have no regrets. Senior Brother, please fulfill my wish and grant me the Crown of Confucius!"
With his last words, he revealed the stunning name of that object he sought!
The Crown of Confucius!
Li Junxian had ritually bathed himself and come to Master Zhu's classroom precisely to ask his assistance in obtaining the legendary crown of the Supreme Sage, Confucius.
One hundred sages had flourished in the Spring and Autumn Era, and this era had been the golden age of the Confucian Sect. But no matter how strong the Confucian Sect had been, not even it was capable of resisting the torrent of time.
In the long river of time, much about the numerous sages had been lost, transformed into myths and legends. Very few people knew that the founder of the Confucian school, the Supreme Sage, Confucius, had left behind a sacred object. This was the Crown of Confucius.
This was the only object left behind by the Supreme Sage. It never rotted or decayed, no matter how many years passed.
Just like how the Confucian Sect that emphasized martial strength possessed the Noble Sage Sword, the Confucian school possessed the Crown of Confucius. Master Zhu was the holder and protector of this sacred object.
"Haaah…"
Master Zhu sighed.
"Since your mind is made up, I cannot stop you. But since you have come to make this request, you must also know that one must undergo the Pun
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