Chapter 503: Chapter 216: Remaining Light Illuminates All, Remaining Warmth Warms the World

"Fan Qi, do you still recognize me?"

Fan Qi looked into his deep eyes, and a sudden thunder struck in his mind.

This feeling was so familiar to him! It was that colossal locust tree from the Fan Family Forbidden Land! He always thought that it was the guardian spirit of the Fan Family Forbidden Land. After the land collapsed and vanished, a monument was specially erected for it.

"So that’s it!"

Huai Jingming shook his head and interrupted, "No need to say more, as long as you understand."

Fan Qi nodded with a complicated expression in his eyes.

Huai Jingming smiled and said, "This is for the Fan Family, and also for Fan Wubing."

Fan Wubing,

Once more, Fan Wubing!

Sun Kaiji found it hard to breathe. A dead man, how could he still influence things more than twenty years after his death? Are these people mad, supporting a dead man! That was someone killed by the heavens!

If the appearance of the Heaven and Earth Bank had salvaged the Fan Family’s decline,

then the emergence of the Heaven-Questioning Sect was the final nail in the coffin, ending this farce.

The grass swayed with the wind.

Wherever the wind blew, it swayed accordingly.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, representatives from various forces quickly signed contracts expressing their support for the Fan Family.

Everyone then looked at Sun Kaiji,

He was the only one left.

Sun Kaiji’s lips were dry, and he felt a bitterness in his heart, just about to speak when a beam of literary light arced from the horizon, interrupting him.

The literary light fell into the crowd, and after it converged, everyone saw a young woman in a white ruqun, standing tall with a gentle and serene demeanor. She was very famous, instantly recognized by the crowd.

After all, she was the youngest Saint of the Confucians.

At the age of forty-eight, she had saved a group of people buried in the snow due to an avalanche in the Xue Continent and erected the Saints’ Monument.

Her name was Guan Xin.

Guan Xin politely nodded to everyone and lightly moved her right hand, a golden book suspended in the air.

"The Universal Book!" Someone recognized the background of the golden book.

Guan Xin began, "After investigation, it has been determined that Zhengyuan Hall, Xinghai Sword Sect, Shan Jue Sect, Taoyou Mountain, Celestial Heart Manor, Valley of Burning, Fengchuan Island, Rui Long Snow Realm... a total of three hundred and seventy-two powers, have engaged in activities avoiding the resource allocation outlined in the ’Response to Resources Demarcation of Each Fallen Immortal Land’ dictated by the Universal Book. After deliberation, it is decided based on the severity of the actions to impose penalties. Among them, Zhengyuan Hall’s conduct is the most egregious, with their allocation ratio increased by three percent on the original basis, their power level downgraded from Immortal to Spirit, and they are forbidden to ascend or establish branches for a hundred years."

After speaking, Guan Xin raised her hand and used the ink as a mirror, directly displaying the charges against Zhengyuan Hall.

Seeing those charges, Sun Kaiji’s face turned pale instantly.

Then, Guan Xin continued to recite the offenses and penalties of each sect.

She was not speaking empty words; each had corresponding charges that were extremely clear, even detailing how each power transported resources from their main body to Little South Continent, recorded as vividly as if seen by human eyes.

Such clear evidence left no room for rebuttal or appeal.

All they could do was miserably wonder what miraculous means the Confucians possessed, to clearly document every step of resource transfer.

Had they opened the heavenly eye?

Why hadn’t they shown such means before!

The trial continued until nightfall.

None of the three hundred and seventy-two powers were spared.

Only the severity differed.

However, everyone understood that Zhengyuan Hall was the worst off, with evidence of their resource evasion exceeding other forces by a factor of more than ten. Being downgraded from Immortal to Spirit, with no advancement for a hundred years, was essentially a death sentence.

At the end of the Dao Conference,

Sun Kaiji moodily inquired of the Immortal Continent headquarters about what had happened. He learned that headquarters had no idea what had occurred, even scolding him for what he’d done. It was then he realized the Confucians had just listed the charges and rushed to Little South Continent to announce them.

What on earth had happened?

How had everything changed so drastically in just half a month?

At the Fan Family mansion,

Fan Wubing, reclining on a massive parasol tree, massaged his shoulders and muttered, "These past two weeks have been exhausting with writing plans and gathering criminal evidence... it feels like working overtime in a previous life..." He laughed again, "But it seems that without me, the Fan Family wouldn’t have been in trouble anyway. There’s the Heaven and Earth Bank, the Heaven-Questioning Sect. Tang Tang... was she the mysterious Pavilion Master of Little South Continent’s Treasure Heart Pavilion back then? And, the Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable."

He squinted his eyes, not forgetting that the Nine Nether Divine Phoenix Body originated from the Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable.

"The world’s number one... tch."

Suddenly, he sat up, "Right! It’s almost the day Jiang Sha emerges from the coffin! I need to hurry over!"

He floated up, hovering over the Fan Family, looking at the now prosperous Fan Family with a genuine smile before shooting off towards Taiping Continent.

...

At night,

Zhu Zixuan found Guan Xin to inquire about what had transpired.

"Was the Profound Realm plan done by the Confucians?"

Guan Xin shook her head, "No. Right now, all the Saints and Great Saints in Wenxin Heaven are working overtime to study that plan. It seems they are equally shocked. It’s almost as if it couldn’t have been written by humans."

"Like what?"

Guan Xin mused, "The Primordial Ancestor said it’s like it was written from the perspective and observations of all living things."

"All... living things." Zhu Zixuan’s brow twitched, and he asked again, "Then how did you find the evidence of those forces evading resource allocation?"

Guan Xin sighed, "The Confucians have been searching for evidence for years, but progress was agonizingly slow. The major forces are very good at hiding. This evidence actually surfaced in my soul five days ago, just like the Profound Realm plan suddenly appeared in Patriarch Fan’s soul."

Zhu Zixuan wobbled as he sat back in his chair,

"What on earth has happened..."

Guan Xin was equally puzzled, poking her face as she thought.

Zhu Zixuan suddenly remembered something, stood up, and exclaimed, "Do you still remember that day!"

"The day at the Sea of Eternal Life?"

"Yes! What Fan Wubing said to the Heavenly Dao before he disappeared!"

Guan Xin’s eyes suddenly widened,

"He said, ’Do you dare to kill all sentient beings!’, ’Do you have the power to obliterate the river of time!’, ’Do you dare to crush the soul spirits of all living things!’"

Zhu Zixuan, as if chanting a mantra, muttered,

"All living beings... all living beings... all living beings!"

Guan Xin swallowed hard, her heart racing, her shoulders trembling slightly,

"Could it be, he’s still alive?"

Zhu Zixuan suddenly put on a serious expression, walked away expressionlessly, leaving only one sentence,

"I don’t know anything."

Guan Xin took a deep breath, murmuring softly to herself,

"Neither do I."