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Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 416 - 233. Fourth-grade Opportunity, Nebula Star Dust_2
That day, approaching noon, Lei Jun was reading a book in the pavilion.
Suddenly, he felt a faint stir in his heart, put down the book, and walked outside.
There, a Talisman-Instructed Disciple was leading a young Taoist dressed in an apricot Daoist robe into the premises.
Upon seeing Lei Jun, the other party hastened to pay his respects, "Elder Lei, Wang has returned to the mountain."
That transmission disciple dressed in the apricot Daoist robe was indeed Wang Guiyuan, who had previously left the mountain.
The Talisman-Instructed Disciple brought Wang Guiyuan to find Lei Jun and promptly excused himself after seeing Lei Jun. Lei Jun then said, "Senior Brother, had you returned a bit earlier, you could have seen Master."
Wang Guiyuan said, "Hmm, I heard Master went into seclusion. That’s all right; Master will surely achieve Perfection and break out of seclusion. I don’t plan to leave again for now. I can always wait for Master to emerge... Er, Lei, what are you doing?"
Lei Jun circled Wang Guiyuan twice, his gaze sweeping up and down, scrutinizing his sect brother who had finally returned to the mountain.
"At a glance, there’s no obvious change," Lei Jun stopped walking and murmured to himself.
Wang Guiyuan showed an expression of bemused resignation. "Don’t worry, I’m not a demon or evil spirit impersonating me."
Lei Jun said, "Later, we should visit our Little Senior Sister and ask for her help to take a look."
After chatting and joking for a while, Wang Guiyuan inquired, "Although I’ve been traveling outside the mountain, I’ve heard people mention that the Clan Chief of the Jiangzhou Lin Clan, Lin Che, has returned. I wonder if this news is true?"
Lei Jun replied, "It’s been confirmed beyond doubt, but Eldest Senior Sister has yet to send any news."
Wang Guiyuan sighed. "I hope Eldest Senior Sister is blessed by good fortune."
He asked Lei Jun, "With Master in seclusion, what about Chu?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Lei Jun gave a brief explanation. "Chu has gone traveling. The world is not very peaceful these days, so I lent him the Breathing Soil Banner for protection."
"That’s a very necessary precaution, Lei," Wang Guiyuan remarked, clasping his wrist in frustration. "However, in these troubled times, it’s best not to leave the mountain lightly. The more I traveled and then returned, the more strongly I felt this."
Lei Jun said, "I often agree with your view, Senior Brother, but sometimes the trees wish for stillness, yet the wind continues to blow."
After they chatted for a while, Wang Guiyuan seemed to suddenly remember something. He took out the Miniature Bag that Master Yuan Mobai had given him before he left the mountain.
Upon opening the Miniature Bag, Wang Guiyuan took out a large piece of black ink and handed it to Lei Jun. "I didn’t gain much else from this trip, only managing to get this item. I have no use for it, but perhaps you, Lei, could consider it."
Lei Jun took the item. A single glance was enough for him to discern its unusual nature. "This seems like refined Confucian Ink, not the Talisman Ink of our Taoist Sect."
Wang Guiyuan nodded. "Yes. We Taoist Disciples may not need it, but perhaps Confucian Sect disciples could? I remember you mentioning that among the Seven Luminaries in your Celestial Book, there seems to be a Confucian scholar."
Although Lei Jun didn’t expect Wang Guiyuan, with his character, to act as an intermediary in trade, they had occasionally discussed this topic. This was especially true since Lei Jun had specifically asked Wang Guiyuan to pay attention to it on his current journey.
After hearing this, Wang Guiyuan’s initial response had been, "Lei, I think it’s better to reduce dealings with these people. It’s better to mind one’s own business than stir up trouble!"
Clearly, if it were up to him, he would never have chosen to fully activate that page of the Celestial Book with the Celestial Master Seal.
Nevertheless, having been entrusted by Lei Jun, Wang Guiyuan had kept this matter in mind during his travels. That was why he had exceptionally brought back that piece of Confucian Ink as a "souvenir" for Lei Jun.
...He hadn’t even brought anything back for himself.
"This Confucian Ink is indeed of exceptional quality, and there seems to be a distinctive mystery within it," Lei Jun said as he examined the black ink more closely.
Although Wang Guiyuan had brought this treasure back for Lei Jun, he still cautioned, "In any case, be careful."
Lei Jun nodded. "Don’t worry, Senior Brother, I understand. Thank you very much for this."
Since Wang Guiyuan didn’t bring it up himself, Lei Jun refrained from inquiring about the specifics of his trip—where he had gone or what he had done—nor did he ask about the particular origins of this peculiar Confucian Ink.
However, he faintly sensed that the Confucian Ink might have come from the Suzhou Chu Clan.
Lei Jun’s understanding of Confucian classic principles and Wenhua Qi was limited.
It was just that the Taoist-Confucian Inkstone he had previously disassembled and studied had come from Chu Andong of the Suzhou Chu Clan.
Thus, by comparison, Lei Jun felt that the faint artistic conception and aura emanating from the Confucian Ink seemed familiar, as if it also originated from the classics that formed the foundation of the Suzhou Chu Clan’s heritage.
Although Lei Jun had no use for the Confucian Ink himself, he would occasionally take it out to ponder and study, to better understand the Confucian heritage.
Firstly, the stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade. By referencing it, he could gain insights by analogy, which could help Lei Jun in his study of Taoist Laws and in comprehending the principles of the universe.
Secondly, just as he had discussed with Wang Guiyuan, there are times when the trees wish for stillness, but the wind does not cease.
Given this, another old saying came to mind:
"Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles."
Of course, not every scholar of the Confucian Sect was a hypothetical enemy.
But a considerable group among these hypothetical enemies were Confucian Practitioners.
Lei Jun, naturally, would not ignore this.
Moreover, he was inherently interested in various Cultivation Dao Systems.
Wang Guiyuan’s return to the mountain was certainly good news.
But as time went on, bad news also arrived.
Chu Kun had left the mountain and had not returned.
He occasionally traveled outside for varying lengths of time. He had been away for long periods before, setting precedents, but this absence was exceptionally long.
It extended past the New Year. Even during the grand New Year’s ceremonies, Chu Kun still hadn’t returned, leaving Lei Jun and Wang Guiyuan to exchange puzzled looks.







