Chapter 1688: Chapter 1727: Spring Mud Plan

Jiang Fan also suddenly sensed something unusual.

Before he could grasp it, a misty and majestic voice covered the entire battlefield.

"All except the Giant King on the battlefield, come to Wenhai Academy."

As the words fell.

Jiang Fan, True Word Venerable, White Tiger, and the distant Central Earth and Otherworld strongmen were all enveloped by a force of space.

Swoosh—in an instant, they vanished from the ancient giant tide, successfully escaping.

Jiang Fan only felt the world spin around him.

When his feet touched the ground, he found himself in an academy hidden amidst a bamboo grove.

It turned out to be Wenhai Academy, protected by a Sage level array.

In the courtyard, regardless of whether they were Heavenly Person Declines or various Great Venerates, they were all transported here without exception.

"Xingyuan, why didn’t you act earlier?"

"So much vast energy, if you had made a wish earlier, our previous battle wouldn’t have been so difficult."

Red Demon Venerable, clutching his severed arm, couldn’t help but question.

Not only him, but several Great Venerates also looked at the blue-robed middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back in the courtyard with frowns.

As the Great Venerate of Hunyuan State present here, he hadn’t shown himself throughout, which was inexcusable.

Xingyuan Venerable turned around, gazing at them solemnly.

His eyes briefly glanced over them, and only then did he force a slight smile, relaxedly saying:

"Casualties are far lower than expected; fortunate for Central Earth."

"I’m asking you a question!" Red Demon Venerable said displeased.

Finally turning to Red Demon Venerable, with sensing from the Confucian Lineage, he guessed the other’s identity.

He cupped his hands and said, "Red Demon elder, since the defeat of Central Earth a millennium ago, Hunyuan State has been preparing for today."

He lifted his foot and stomped down on the ground.

Crack, crack——

The entire ground of Wenhai Academy cracked open, with land, houses, and grass all destroyed.

But what was revealed underground wasn’t the imagined magma and such.

They were wish fruits.

Indeed, one after another, countless wish fruits!

They piled up like mountains, filling the entire underground of Wenhai Academy, reaching deep down.

Red Demon Venerable was astonished: "So many wish fruits?"

The so-called wish fruits are the sealed vast energy from Confucian Great Cultivators of the Nascent Soul Realm and above before their demise.

There were upwards of a thousand wish fruits!

Xingyuan Venerable looked at the wish fruits underground, his face adorned with respect, saying:

"Ten thousand years of war, a thousand years of cyclical calamity, generation after generation tormented in suffering."

"Our Confucian Lineage prides itself on opening peace for ages and inheriting the studies of past Saints."

"Yet, the past Saints are unseen, peace is unattainable, betraying the teachings of Confucian forefathers to us descendants."

"Thus, the Confucian Great Venerates a millennium ago vowed to completely eradicate the giant threat, formulating a plan to exterminate the ancient giants."

"Named... Spring Mud."

Everyone silently murmured.

Spring Mud?

What is this plan? Worthy of a thousand years of preparation by a state’s Confucian practitioners?

Xingyuan Venerable said casually, "This plan is..."

"Primordial Land Sinking."

"Together with all the ancient giants, sink into the void and forever leave the sky above Central Earth!"

Rumble——

As if countless thunderbolts were exploding overhead, leaving everyone’s minds blank.

What do Confucian practitioners intend to do?

Sinking an entire Hunyuan State?

Red Demon Venerable trembled slightly, scolding, "Are you mad?"

"Sinking an entire state, will the Saints spare you?"

Xingyuan Venerable smiled with relief: "When making the grand wish for Primordial Land Sinking, presumably, I will not be around."

Everyone was in unspeakable shock, their throats as if blocked, unable to speak.

Indeed, such an ultimate grand wish of sinking a state surely comes with a price.

No wonder Xingyuan Venerable did not act throughout.

He needed to maintain his physical condition to prepare for the wish-making.

Only this way could he make the wish before dying.

Red Demon Venerable’s aged eyes reddened, looking at the wish fruits beneath his feet. This was not just vast energy.

Clearly, it was the will that Confucian practitioners carried on for a millennium.

It’s the lasting blessings of generation after generation of Confucian practitioners for people far distant in the future.

The future they didn’t reach, they hoped later generations would see.

"Xingyuan..." Red Demon Venerable’s old tears fell, he trembled forward, grasping his arm, a huge sense of shame surged in his heart:

"I’m sorry; it’s the fault of our generation."

"We exhausted Central Earth, creating a golden era, yet failed to defeat the Heavenly Realm, leaving you with endless distress."

"Now, still requiring this generation of yours to constantly sacrifice yourselves."

"Sorry..."

Xingyuan Venerable held her arm, shaking his head:

"The forefathers have done their utmost, so many Sages fallen, countless unnamed martyrs forever resting; how dare we blame it on future generations?"

"Now, let us descendants inherit your legacy, completely eradicate ancient giants, removing threats for our next generation forever."

Red Demon Venerable’s guilt was beyond words.

Recalling how she had just accused Red Demon Venerable of standing by, she was even more ashamed.

Her eyes were determined, she said: "Let me make the wish then."

"The battle unfinished a millennium ago, let me this old bones end it!"

Xingyuan Venerable patted her arm with a gentle smile: "Elder, you’ve been tired for a thousand years; take a good rest."

"Besides, such a grand wish can only be made by the Heavenly Human Five Declines."

After speaking.

He swept his gaze around, seeing Jiang Fan and True Word Venerable clinging to Jiang Fan’s arm.

A glint of clarity appeared in his eyes.

The final worry could also be set aside.

True Word Venerable parted her red lips, she too was moved by Xingyuan Venerable and Hunyuan State’s millennium plan.

However, thinking of the grievances Xingyuan Venerable caused to her mother.

She turned away, walking in another direction.

Jiang Fan reached out to grab her; Xingyuan Venerable was about to die, and yet she was so persistent?

"Let it be, let her."

Xingyuan Venerable came over, smiling with relief as he patted his shoulder: "Good lad."

"Really underestimated you; you’re far more outstanding than I imagined."

Though he wasn’t on the battlefield, his paper figure avatar was always present.

He watched firsthand how Jiang Fan used his Domain and poison mist, twice reversing the dire situation, and how he returned under the spotlight of hunting first place.

Every miraculous act left him with bountiful emotions.

The little rascal who took advantage of his daughter back then is now a hero saving Central Earth.

Jiang Fan said: "It’s the blue Wish Paper you sent that played a great role."

Without that Wish Paper, he might not have returned to Central Earth, much less bring so many back together.

Xingyuan Venerable shook his head: "If the same Wish Paper was given to someone else, would they definitely achieve your level?"

"Jiang Fan, you will go far in the future."

"If possible, please take True Word with you. If one day you lose interest, it doesn’t matter. Let her go, don’t bully her, alright?"

"She has no family left in this world."

Jiang Fan’s throat choked.

Before dying, Xingyuan Venerable’s strongest concern was always his daughter.

Jiang Fan pointed at his Divine Ring, his voice deep: "Elder, I will never betray her."

Xingyuan Venerable laughed: "Thanks."

Jiang Fan, who cultivates a Flawless Domain, having promised, would certainly not break it.

He could rest assured.

Rumble——

At the horizon’s end, the ancient giant tide surged forward.

Xingyuan Venerable, hands behind his back, approached the array and said: "Do you know why the plan is called Spring Mud, Jiang Fan?"