Chapter 1720: Gold-faced Qionglang

A brush appeared in his hand, and he quickly sketched the surrounding environment. In all eight directions, he wrote "Location of the Temple of Confucius."

As he touched it with his finger, a buzzing sound resonated in his mind.

No book appeared.

Zhang Xuan's face turned ashen.

Since no book appeared, it meant the Library of Heaven's Path was useless in finding the Temple of Confucius!

He had never encountered such a situation before.

"The Temple of Confucius is hidden in the void, and countless Heaven's Path Diviners on the Master Teacher Continent couldn't deduce its location. It's likely that Confucius used some method to conceal its heavenly secrets!"

Realizing this, he was filled with frustration.

On the Master Teacher Continent, there were countless experts, and even the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe had many geniuses and masters. The *Spring and Autumn Annals* left by Confucius had long attracted countless covetous eyes, yet it had remained undiscovered for tens of thousands of years. It must involve more than just spatial concealment; there must also be a method to prevent Heaven's Path Diviners from deducing its location.

Given this, it was perfectly normal that the Library of Heaven's Path could not detect it.

The Library was omnipotent and omnipresent as long as something was covered by the Heavenly Dao. But what about places not covered by it?

This Temple of Confucius, clearly, was one such place.

With a flick of his finger, the Legacy Mother Talisman appeared at his fingertip. "Little Talisman," he asked, "which way should we go to reach the Temple of Confucius?"

Since all other methods were useless and the Mother Talisman was here, it should have a solution!

"I can only sense it when within ten kilometers of the Temple of Confucius," the Legacy Mother Talisman replied after flying into the air and wriggling for a moment. "Here... I'm not too sure either..."

While it could sense the Temple of Confucius, it had a limitation: if the distance was too great, it, like others, couldn't pinpoint the location.

"Alright," Zhang Xuan said. "If you find anything, send me a voice transmission..."

Seeing that his last method was also ineffective, Zhang Xuan was filled with helplessness.

On the Master Teacher Continent, he could accomplish anything, but he hadn't expected to be stumped as soon as he arrived at the Temple of Confucius.

"Okay!" the Legacy Mother Talisman's voice transmitted back. "However, in the Temple of Confucius ruins, if you choose the wrong direction, you might stray further and further off course..."

"Indeed," Zhang Xuan nodded, feeling the truth of it. "Which direction to take requires careful consideration; one must not act rashly." He pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "I've got it!"

"You have a way?" the Legacy Mother Talisman asked, confused. "How will you find the direction?"

"With the Dragonbone Divine Spear!"

With a light smile, Zhang Xuan shook his hand, and the long spear reappeared in his palm.

"It can tell directions?" the Legacy Mother Talisman was stunned. "I can't even find it, what can it do?"

It had been refined by Confucius specifically to find the Temple of Confucius, yet it couldn't find anything. What could a mere spear do?

Before it finished speaking, Zhang Xuan shook his hand, and the long spear began to spin rapidly in the air.

A moment later, it stopped, its tip pointing in one direction. "Hmm," Zhang Xuan murmured, "we'll go this way..."

Zhang Xuan nodded with a confident expression.

"..." The Legacy Mother Talisman.

"..." The Dragonbone Divine Spear.

They had thought he would use some proper method to find the way, but he was so casual...

This was about finding the Temple of Confucius, not a lucky roulette wheel...

Ignoring the two frustrated entities, he tucked the talisman close to his body with a flick of his finger. The Dragonbone Divine Spear once again transformed into a belt, and he strode forward.

Since no one could find the direction anyway, he might as well pick randomly.

The spiritual energy within the ruins was dense. As he traveled, he didn't feel tired, and before long, a stream appeared before him. Taking a look, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but exclaim.

What flowed was not water, but spiritual liquid!

This meant the spiritual energy here was so dense that it could condense into liquid anywhere.

Back then, he had practically dismantled the Cloudmist Mountain for this very thing, but he hadn't expected it to be found everywhere here.

"Collect!"

Although spiritual liquid of this level was no longer useful to him, upholding the spirit of conservation, he believed good things shouldn't be wasted. He immediately collected it all, not leaving a single drop.

Crossing the river, he continued forward and saw many spiritual herbs. The smallest were a thousand years old, while the largest were tens of thousands of years old. From afar, their medicinal fragrance was intoxicating.

"Indeed, treasures are everywhere..."

After grabbing more than a dozen plants, Zhang Xuan was filled with excitement.

As expected of the Temple of Confucius ruins, the number of treasures was astonishing.

No wonder countless experts on the Master Teacher Continent wanted to enter it. Spiritual energy, Master Teacher's might, treasures... any one of these was enough to allow rapid progress, far surpassing arduous cultivation outside.

Clang, clang, clang!

As he continued forward, the sound of metal clashing came from afar. Zhang Xuan no longer hesitated and shot straight towards the direction of the sound.

Before he arrived, he changed his appearance.

As the head of the Three Sage Clans and the Hall Chief of the Saint Child Hall, he was also wanted by the Master Teacher Pavilion. His name was already famous throughout the world, and any Master Teacher who didn't recognize him would be rare, so he still needed to be careful.

Rounding a small hill, he saw five men and two women battling a Saint Beast where the sound was coming from.

It was a Golden-faced Qiong Wolf, born with a golden face, possessing the strength of a Golden Body realm cultivator from birth. Once it matured, it would be comparable to a peak Inspiration Realm expert.

The five men and two women opposite it consisted of three Golden Body realm cultivators and the rest at the Inspiration Realm. They weren't wearing Master Teacher robes or badges, so it was impossible to tell if they were disguised Otherworldly Demons.

The five experts, collaborating in their siege, forced the Golden-faced Qiong Wolf to retreat repeatedly. It was no match for them.

Normally, Saint Beasts of the same level possessed stronger combat power. However, to prepare for entering the Temple of Confucius, the group had brought many treasures, scattering them as if they were worthless. Furthermore, this Golden-faced Qiong Wolf seemed to lack combat experience, and it was soon heavily wounded.

"Everyone, follow my command and attack together..."

Seeing that the Qiong Wolf could no longer resist, a young man in the group shouted loudly.

"Alright!" the eyes of the remaining few gleamed simultaneously. Various weapons danced as they all stabbed forward in unison.

Finally, the Golden-faced Qiong Wolf could no longer resist. It fell to the ground, its breath ceasing.

"It's dead..."

They all let out a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to celebrate, they heard footsteps, and a young man walked over.

"Who's there?"

The group looked at him warily.

"I'm just passing by..." Zhang Xuan quickly said.

"Passing by?"

The few of them looked at him warily, seemingly afraid he would seize the opportunity to snatch the dead Golden-faced Qiong Wolf.

"I'm not interested in this Saint Beast," Zhang Xuan said. "You don't need to be so wary..."

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Xuan immediately understood what was happening and gave an awkward smile.

They had just slain this large beast, and he had appeared. It would be disingenuous for them not to be nervous.

"I suppose you wouldn't dare..."

Seemingly discerning that Zhang Xuan's cultivation was merely that of an ordinary Golden Body realm cultivator, the group relaxed. The young man who had given commands earlier snorted, then looked back at the wolf's carcass on the ground. With a flick of his wrist, he produced a sharp knife and stabbed it into the corpse.

Soon, he dug out the wolf's teeth and claws.

"I contributed the most to slaying this beast," the young man stated. "So I'll take the teeth and claws, you all shouldn't object, right? As for the rest, you can divide it among yourselves!"