Chapter 486: Chapter 434: People Easily Change? Wang Boan’s Ambition.

It has to be said, people are fickle. The two who had previously been vehemently opposed to Pei Xuanjing’s plan, had greatly changed their perceptions and attitudes. Not only did they intend not to reject Pei Xuanjing’s plan, but they were thinking about implementing this method within their own forces first.

If this method indeed proved effective and reaped significant benefits, then the two might become Pei Xuanjing’s biggest supporters for this plan.

As for the change in the two of them, Pei Xuanjing couldn’t exactly see right through them, but he was able to sense their shift from subtle cues, and seemed to become more proactive.

Of course, if he knew that his speech had prompted the two of them to reorganize the changes within their factions, transitioning from a martial arts force to the sort of cultivation sect he had read about in novels in his past life, he wondered what his thoughts would be.

In the days that followed, the three continued to exchange insights on cultivation and discuss the feasibility of this method within the Taoist temple.

With the arrival of Bai Xiaosheng and Daoist Xuanming, upon hearing Pei Xuanjing’s plan for the first time, they were dumbstruck. Both sides engaged in many debates, but eventually came to a calm consensus.

The day of the Divine Dynasty’s sacrificial sealing ceremony was gradually approaching. Powerhouses such as Qingxu Taoist, the Old Heavenly Master, and the Chunyang Sect Master arrived one after the other. They unanimously chose to stay at Pei Xuanjing’s Taoist temple.

At this point, Pei Xuanjing’s thoughts and plans were known to them. Everyone had different opinions, but in the end, they agreed with his proposal to give the idea a small-scale trial run.

Moreover, when Pei Xuanjing presented his cultivation methods, the remaining powerhouses couldn’t just stand by and watch. Although they did not present the core methods of their own factions, they each produced some top-grade skills.

The Great Ming Empire, Tiandu, Imperial City.

In a short period of time, a huge altar sprang up from the ground. Standing nearly a hundred feet tall, it was clearly visible even from outside the capital city.

All inhabitants within a radius of several miles harbored apprehension and were relocated, whether they were common people or high-ranking officials, all complied.

Around this altar, elite soldiers were on guard day and night. Third-grade martial artist led teams to inspect and defend in case anyone attempted to sabotage the altar.

“If the earthly Divine Dynasty could succeed, my Great Ming will undoubtedly prosper for generations to come,” Gu Ji sighed while looking at the towering altar.

He had long anticipated this earthly Divine Dynasty, enduring years of hard work and waiting for this day.

After all, more than a decade had passed, and he had aged even more. If this plan should fail, he would have no chance at longevity, and the bustling world would have nothing to do with him.

“This plan will undoubtedly succeed, and certainly will not fail!” Wang Qiong, the current high-ranking elder and Minister of War within the Ming court, declared resolutely.

For the present Mr. Wang, his ambition had been realized. With hundreds of thousands of troops marching outside the border, exterminating the remnants of the Former Yuan, and expanding the empire by thousands of miles, such achievements would guarantee him a place in the annals of history.

However, the pursuit of fame in life and death was the aspiration of the previous unachievable Mr. Wang. Now that longevity is possible, he naturally would not wish to die easily. He hopes to continue to shine and contribute to the empire.

Gu Ji glanced at this elder who looked younger than himself and nodded, “This plan is bound to succeed.”

Behind such a plan was his good friend, Pei Xuanjing. As one of the earliest people to interact with him in the world, in his impression Pei Xuanjing seldom fails in what he attempts to do. Even seemingly impossible tasks, he could turn the tide and make the impossible possible.

“The success of the earthly Divine Dynasty is also a good thing for the people of the world,” said Wang Boan who also chimed in.

The great army was still stationed outside the border, but he couldn’t miss such a major event, so he followed Gu Ji back to Tiandu under an imperial decree.

The two had already met with the emperor. After receiving Wang Qiong’s invitation, they came to the Shangshu Mansion to discuss some matters.

Naturally, Wang Boan was pleased to see the success of the earthly Divine Dynasty. Even though he himself didn’t need the blessings of the Divine Dynasty. His cultivation was progressing rapidly.

But from Wang Boan’s point of view, the success of the earthly Divine Dynasty, would not only be of great help to the Great Ming Empire, but it would also greatly benefit the common citizens of the empire.

Heaven and Earth treats all things equally. With the revival of Heaven and Earth, the ones to benefit are not only humans. The original animals and plants, nourished by the essence of Heaven and Earth, began to develop consciousness and started on the path of cultivation.

Even if Pei Xuanjing and his fellows had killed the returning members of the Demon Race and those demonic beasts who had their intelligence accelerated and started on the path of cultivation, this situation was unavoidable. There would always be animals gaining consciousness. Unless all animal and plant life were exterminated, nothing could stop it.

In the past decade or so, there have been continuous reports of beasts harming people across Divine Continent. Countless ordinary people, and even martial artists, were devoured by demonic beasts.

So, in Wang Boan’s view, if the creation of the earthly Divine Dynasty was successful, the power of martial artists could be enhanced and they could kill more demonic beasts. This would prevent such occurrences as much as possible, saving countless lives.

“Self-cultivation, managing the state and family, achieving world peace,” is the ideal of many Confucian disciples. As an outstanding disciple of the Confucian Gate, and the most able among them, he naturally shared this notion.

“Bo’an’s vision surpasses ours, he truly deserves to be a great scholar who established his own school of thought in the Confucian Gate,” Wang Qiong praised with a smile on his face.

Gu Ji echoed, “The talents of Brother Bo’an are naturally incomparable to mine. He will certainly become a great scholar of the Confucian Gate in the future. And Elder, your accomplishments can easily be compared to the ancients.”

Although the three of them belong to the same faction in the court, Gu Ji was clear about his own standing. He never thought he could truly compete with the grand ambitions of the other two.

Wang Qiong, who had been advocating for military expeditions for decades and certain to be a significant figure in the history of the Great Ming, his accomplishments were self-evident.

Meanwhile, he, who was of the same generation was top-notch, not only making multiple contributions, but also creating his own school of thought in Confucian studies, becoming a renowned scholar among the literati.

If it were in the past, after his death, his school of thought may fall into disuse due to various reasons. But now with the prospect of longevity, the situation is entirely different.