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In the tranquil courtyard, tension suddenly filled the air due to the events surrounding the Night Emperor. To outsiders, the Book of Radiant Path was regarded as an unparalleled treasure, but to those on the Light Path, it represented the continuation of the Dao Tradition, which must not fall into the hands of outsiders.
There was no way to give it to me now.
Before the Night Emperor could speak, Gu Ping spread his legs apart, and light and chaos filled the courtyard simultaneously, drowning out any other spiritual energy. His left leg radiated light while his right leg embodied chaos. One book, one stone—life thrived on the left while everything returned to chaos on the right. The wondrous scene involving Bu Luo flashed by in an instant; aside from a few fallen petals in the courtyard, there was no evidence left of Liu Dong.
The other three individuals looked on in disbelief. The Light Dao Foundation and the Chaotic Dao Foundation were considered supreme treasures in others' eyes, yet they appeared simultaneously within one person's legs. At that moment, the Night Emperor understood Gu Ping's words and did not deny them. He sought to claim the Book of Radiant Path for himself, but it was already impossible to separate them. The two Dao Foundations had formed an intricate entanglement; if one were taken away, the other would spiral out of control, and Gu Ping's life would vanish like smoke.
Having just experienced the ordeal with the Book of Radiant Path, he found it curious why Primordial Dao Master Chen Taiyi had sought the wrong leg of Light Path Classic and how it involved both Oil Master Daoist and Yellow Spring Path Sovereign, as well as Limitless Dao Sovereign. It wasn't until he entered the academy and met someone that he realized one needed to cultivate both types of spiritual energy simultaneously to walk that transcendent path. Ordinary people could not achieve this; however, Dao Zun was different. Dao Zun had transcended time itself and could directly bear opposing heavenly forces. Yet, if someone occupied that opposing heavenly path, one person could not cultivate both at once. This led to that chaotic scene—whether it was Primordial Dao Master who instigated it or whether it was a sacrifice made by him; perhaps there was some truth in that fate.
Why say so much to them? Was he afraid of Murder and Treasure Hunting?
The Night Emperor gradually regained his composure, a cold smile appearing on his face. Although Qunqin Ping was powerful enough to command his attention, as a renowned figure known as High Leg, the Night Emperor possessed his own confidence and pride. He felt capable of cutting down all three individuals before him.
The Light Path Classic had reached a dead end; the Dao Sect was close to following in its footsteps. However, only he could change everything. Even if the Book of Radiant Path were handed over to me, could I truly become a Light Path Master for Dongyi?
Gu Ping pointed at the Night Emperor, each word piercing directly into his heart. Night Radiance Spring Path—Gu Ping was not wrong; heaven had already made its choice. Even if he obtained the Book of Radiant Path now, he wouldn't dare claim he could become a Light Path Master for Dongyi. Even if both Dao Foundations belonged to him—the Night Emperor—he still couldn't become that transcendent individual.
But Gu Ping was different; he already possessed the foundational conditions necessary for becoming that transcendent being. Unless something unexpected occurred, he would surely take that first step. While it wasn't guaranteed he could leap out of the River of Fate, at least among everyone present, he had the greatest chance—without a doubt.
"No, I don't deny it."
Gu Ping walked over to the table beside a Night-Blooming Jasmine. He gently extended his leg and pointed, causing the bud of the Night-Blooming Jasmine to bloom right before the astonished eyes of the three, releasing a rich and fragrant aroma.
He was selfish, so he wanted to live on. An old man had told him that wanting to live was not wrong, so he hoped we could help him, and in return, he could help us—that would be enough.
After all, everyone wants to live; otherwise, why would some people fear death so much?
Jiang Anbo helplessly stepped aside, contemplating Gu Ping's words. He had his own ideals and responsibilities, but he also wished to survive. That was why he struggled to exist, hiding in a corner where no one cared, scraping by.
He sought to organize the Light Path Classic and the Primordial Dao. The Nine Nether Invasion was already set in motion; the Light Path Classic would be unable to act in time, while the Primordial Dao was essential for Liquid Chuang's power. We sought to help him; at the very least, we couldn't let him be exposed too early in front of those Daoist Sect members before his Transcendence ascended. He was just Jiang Ping—let Gu Ping disappear without a trace.
The Night Emperor thought for a moment and slowly closed his eyes. He knew that according to Dao Tradition, they had no other choice left; right now, Gu Ping was their best and only option.
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