CHAPTER 88: CHAPTER 88: UNMATCHED UNDER HEAVEN, YET HARBORING GREAT KINDNESS

"Awaken the memories of the old world? Who is it?" Black Dog asked in surprise.

Could it be that someone awoke a hundred years earlier than them and is trying to awaken the new world’s humans to the memories of the old world?

"That’s unlikely. No one should have awakened before us, and we predicted the future. We foresaw the time period when we’d awaken our memories, and Meng Po refined the Meng Po Soup according to this timeline to ensure we awaken on time."

"But what if this person escaped the cycle of the world?" Chen Lan asked.

"Although one can escape the world cycle, their soul would still be under restriction, and they couldn’t go around talking about the old world."

"Then, how do we know?"

"I’m not sure about that. Anyway, what you mentioned is impossible, probably something your people in the new world naturally came up with."

Chen Lan remained silent and said no more, knowing that he alone was privy to many secrets.

The unknown Prophet and the author of "Five Thousand Years of Huaxia’s History," both in Pharaoh’s memory, knew what the future world would be like.

"Forget it, let’s not talk about this. Do you remember anything else?" Chen Lan changed the topic.

"No, my memory hasn’t recovered that quickly."

"Well, since you have nowhere to go, why not come to my Xiao Yao Sect to rest?

"Okay, thank you, Great Emperor." Black Dog nodded, indeed having nowhere to go.

For now, it needed a place to peacefully recover its memories and lost cultivation, to return to its peak.

Chen Lan nodded and with a casual wave, vanished with Black Dog.

Outside the house, an empty doghouse suddenly had a plump white female dog with a litter of puppies, happily nursing.

...

Xiao Yao Sect.

Chen Lan brought Black Dog back to the sect, arriving at the Sect Leader Hall.

"This is my sect. There are many rooms, feel free to pick a place to rest," Chen Lan said casually.

"Thank you." Black Dog suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

"Hmm?" Chen Lan was taken aback, then his lips curled up: "No worries, a small favor."

It seemed that his act of saving those dogs was noticed by this Black Dog.

The female dog and her puppies had been cruelly killed and sold to a dog meat shop, and Black Dog had avenged its mother upon return by killing those responsible.

He merely utilized a small change in the Great Path.

"You possess unrivaled strength yet hold a great benevolence rarely seen," Black Dog looked deeply at Chen Lan, speaking earnestly.

Chen Lan offered a light smile, not speaking: "Let’s leave it at that for now."

After speaking, Chen Lan disappeared.

Black Dog watched in the direction where Chen Lan vanished, silent for a long time.

Unmatched in the world, yet kind at heart.

Such people do exist.

Master, your Celestial Eye did not misjudge.

...

Chen Family Villa.

Chen Mingyuan stood inside the study. The villa had been cleared out, with no one left behind.

"Have you investigated what we talked about last time?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Chen Mingyuan, startling him into quickly turning around. Upon seeing who it was, he promptly displayed an excited smile.

"Great Emperor, you’ve arrived." Chen Mingyuan immediately stepped forward, bowing.

Chen Lan nodded slightly: "Go ahead."

"Yes, the matter you entrusted to me last time, I investigated it. I’m sorry I couldn’t help. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t find the author of that book."

Chen Mingyuan showed regret. Occasionally he even wondered if the Great Emperor might have read the wrong book.

Huaxia only has a history of five hundred years, where did the five thousand years come from?

What happened to the more than four thousand years in between?

"Hmm." Chen Lan nodded without surprise.

He hadn’t held out much hope originally. If he couldn’t find it, how could Chen Mingyuan?

"Also, Li Long asked me to inquire about how many disciples the Xiao Yao Sect can accommodate?"

"Three hundred thousand, but if they were to stay, it could accommodate five hundred thousand disciples."

He had seen it; the sect area was quite large and accommodating three hundred thousand disciples was no problem, though this only accounted for those residing there.

If his teleportation array was factored in, it could actually accommodate five hundred thousand disciples.

"That’s so few." Chen Mingyuan frowned; this was really too few.

Chen Lan stayed silent, his sect’s domain wasn’t large, able to hold only that many people.

Moreover, the number of disciples was not about having more, but rather better quality. It wasn’t feasible to just take in everyone.

"Currently, over four billion people in the Maintenance Department wish to join Xiao Yao Sect." Chen Mingyuan continued.

"That’s too many people, but you can take over those abandoned sects. I can arrange for people to assist you, considering them as my subordinate sects."

"Sure!" Chen Mingyuan’s eyes lit up. Even if not the real Xiao Yao Sect, becoming a subordinate sect wasn’t bad, at least it offered security.

All those people wanting to join Xiao Yao Sect was for security.

That’s why they’re all trying different ways to join.

"Then relay this to Li Long, saying they are subordinate sects of Xiao Yao Sect."

"Understood, thank you, Great Emperor. Nothing else for now."

"Fine." Chen Lan nodded slightly and disappeared.

Seeing the Great Emperor leave, Chen Mingyuan quickly called Li Long to report this good news.

...

Demon Slaying Sect.

"Old Butcher, you didn’t call us over just to incite a collective rebellion, did you?"

"That’s right, those people specifically instructed us to first observe quietly here. You called us over; are you planning to target the natives?"

"Don’t forget, those people are always watching, and besides, the natives are not weaker than us. Can we really do it?"

"There exist beings above Daluo Golden Immortal among the natives, not easy to deal with."

In the Sect Leader Hall, several Sect Leaders, including the Demon Slaying Sect Leader, gathered together.

The Blood Slaughter Sect, Slaughter Blade Sect, Soul-Devouring Sect, Puppet Sect Leaders—five Sect Leaders discussed today’s matters.

Namely, some sects violating destiny by privately accepting disciples.

"Heh, who said we’re going to kill the natives? We target those sects defying orders. Those natives can’t possibly step in to save them, can they?"

The Demon Slaying Sect Leader sneered sinisterly.

They are killing their own kind, unrelated to the natives. As long as they haven’t offended them, there’s nothing to fear.

He didn’t believe acquaintances made in a day would intervene, especially when the relationships weren’t good.

"Brilliant, this plan is extraordinary. If we kill them and refine them into puppets, my strength will undoubtedly soar!" The Puppet Sect Leader stood up excitedly upon hearing this plan.

Why hadn’t he thought of this method?

Killing their own kind, not natives, what is there to fear?

"I also agree. Since they’ve chosen betrayal, they must suffer our wrath."

"Alright, then when do we start?"

The others looked to the Demon Slaying Sect Leader.

"Tonight is the best opportunity."