Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1878 - 1408: Dissemination

Once the everyday affairs were sorted out, Li Zhirui made his way back to the inn, though he chose not to unwind straight away. He pulled out several blank sheets of paper instead, guiding a brush with his Divine Sense to rapidly inscribe a series of genuine occurrences onto them.

Meanwhile, he juggled tasks by steadily duplicating the contents captured in the Memory Stone.

The first set is prepared for educated ordinary people to peruse, whereas the second one shall be displayed in select public spots of the outer city.

"This time, I’ll reveal the might of public opinion to you. Maybe afterward, you won’t get another shot at witnessing it!"

Indeed, after delivering this harsh lesson to the Confucians, the Daqian empire will undoubtedly ramp up its oversight in this region.

Yet none of that concerns Li Zhirui, who will have departed by then. Moreover, it might not even be a negative development.

By midday the following day.

Li Zhirui held a clandestine meeting with a high-ranking Legalist figure, outlining his upcoming scheme and inquiring if they would offer support.

"Are you truly certain you can pull off what you described, diminishing the Confucians’ influence?" the individual inquired with steady composure.

"I hold at least seventy percent assurance."

Li Zhirui responded deliberately, "To the world at large, the Confucians are viewed as upright scholars, a key factor in their dominance over the Hundred Schools. However, revealing their actual character would inevitably shift how the masses regard and treat them."

"Furthermore, the reigning Daqian Emperor likely won’t allow the Confucians to keep grabbing more authority, don’t you think? He must be biding his time for the right moment to strike!"

The individual’s eyes narrowed abruptly, as they eyed the cultivator with keen interest and probed, "How did you come by that intel? I believed His Majesty concealed it thoroughly—even the Confucians in the court remain oblivious."

Through the royal lineage’s upbringing, not every Daqian Emperor qualifies as a genius ruler, yet they all manage to uphold the realm effectively.

Based on the assorted details Li Zhirui had assembled lately, though, the present Emperor stands out as highly driven, hungry for control, far removed from his outward persona.

For example, amid the court where Confucians relentlessly grew their sway and sidelined adherents of rival schools, His Majesty appeared passive. In truth, entities such as the Imperial City Bureau and the Imperial Army stayed firmly in his grasp!

Additionally, whenever Li Zhirui probed into the Emperor’s temperament and hobbies out of curiosity, the gathered data clashed endlessly no matter the sources.

And certain vital facts were outright absent!

This alone proves his dominion over the palace has hit a frightfully absolute degree; nothing escapes without his consent!

Through these minor indicators, Li Zhirui caught a glimpse of the Daqian Emperor’s dreadfully potent and ruthless tactics.

"It’s just that insiders often miss the forest for the trees, while bystanders perceive the full picture."

Clap clap clap—

"Remarkable! Remarkable! Sir, no need for modesty. If it were merely insiders missing details and bystanders seeing true, then why do so few in the whole court pierce the veil?"

Upon absorbing his reasoning, the veteran Legalist applauded appreciatively and declared, "I’ll relay this directly to His Majesty for his judgment."

"Naturally."

Li Zhirui showed no astonishment at this; the Legalists typically serve as the monarchy’s sharp tool or loyal guard dog, and they embrace that role.

After all, their goal of enacting laws and structures relies on imperial might to enforce, forming the core of their own path.

"One final point," Li Zhirui added.

The senior Legalist’s intended motion paused against his will. He regarded Li Zhirui with grave attention.

"Whether an outsider like me curbs and undermines the Confucians, or the Emperor handles it himself, the repercussions differ greatly, even if the end results align somewhat."

Should Li Zhirui proceed, he could vanish whenever he pleased. Post-discovery by the Confucians, they’d lack clues to his identity or location, rendering revenge impossible.

However, an imperial strike could ignite widespread resentment among Confucian followers toward Daqian, sparking unpredictable turmoil.

"I’m genuinely intrigued—why are you so set on tackling the Confucians single-handedly?" the figure wondered aloud.

Were it any other cultivator, they’d steer clear of such entanglements, yet Li Zhirui dove right in.

"What you begin, you must see through," Li Zhirui replied with a subtle grin.

The person’s brows lifted, evidently skeptical of Li Zhirui’s words, but with Li Zhirui declining to elaborate, he dropped it and departed.

As the door shut once more, Li Zhirui remained seated, his face serene. Why push for personal involvement? Because it forms an integral step in his cultivation path!

Letting others handle it can never match the impact of your own efforts, right?

...

The Legalist cultivator Huang Jing reached the imperial palace shortly. After a brief wait, he gained an audience with the Daqian Emperor.

"Your Majesty!"

"No need for formalities."

A deep, commanding tone brimming with imperial weight resounded across the grand, lavish chamber.

This Emperor Qiansheng didn’t seem overly aged, bearing a firm visage and hovering around thirty, at the height of his vigor.

"What exactly did that cultivator tell you?"

Well prior to Huang Jing getting the summons, he had briefed Emperor Qiansheng on the situation, securing permission to converse privately with Li Zhirui only through his endorsement.

Huang Jing recounted their exchange verbatim, devoid of any sentiment or bias, as if a mere automaton.

"Ha!"

Emperor Qiansheng let out a light laugh, his curiosity stirred, "This Immortal Dao practitioner is genuinely pondering my interests, Daqian’s welfare? How fascinating."

"If circumstances allowed, I’d summon him here myself for a direct discussion—it’s regrettable..."

Regrettably, upholding his facade remains essential; abruptly welcoming a cultivator to the palace would unleash massive controversy.

Thus, the issue lingered undecided in the end.

"Since he’s so keen to handle it himself, allow him to proceed. For the moment, you and the others will adhere to his guidance," Emperor Qiansheng ruled, settling the affair.

"Understood!" Huang Jing acknowledged deferentially, retreating step by step before pivoting to exit.

...

That very afternoon, Li Zhirui visited the sturdy Bai Gang of the Military Family and obtained a parallel positive response; the Military Family consented to join in.

Yet he candidly noted they’d only intervene once the Confucians’ drive had crumbled and victory was clear. Otherwise, they’d merely observe from the sidelines.

"That’s fine—confronting the Confucians demands a fierce, nonstop assault anyway."

Bai Gang then queried, "When will you launch your plan?"

"Very soon, very soon—once preparations are complete, I’ll inform everyone."