The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

Seven major categories are completely summarized, except for the technique Li Qing can master in a short time, the other six categories all require a long time to learn and master, in order to truly become a force in hand.

The amount of energy and time required is quite astonishing, Li Qing thought to himself.

"Although I have six comprehensive books, I cannot possibly have enough energy to control all of them, it's a bit difficult to transform them all into my strength."

"Relying solely on 'Comprehensive Overview of Human Dao', it should be enough for now."

"I have already completed Body Strengthening three times, and there are at least six more to go."

"I need enough Essence Qi stones, at least 600 of them."

"So, among these six comprehensive books, which one is the easiest to convert into resources?"

"I must not attract the attention of others, to prevent others from targeting me."

"Otherwise, there will definitely be coveting of interests, unless there is a background to ensure my safety and interests."

Countless thoughts flashed through Li Qing's mind, and after a long time, he still couldn't make up his mind.

"I have collected a lot of materials from the bodies of the Tian Nu Temple, some of which can be used for artifact refining, and some for alchemy."

"Artifact refining may be more suitable, as a slight mistake in alchemy would lead to the loss of previous efforts, making it difficult for individuals to succeed."

"The principles of artifact refining are fixed, and the materials will not be destroyed, allowing for continuous attempts."

"There are also over 3000 different types of Law Weapons in the comprehensive books, and I can choose a few of the easiest ones to refine."

"But the cost of materials is also a factor, with natural materials accounting for a small proportion."

Li Qing silently planned, "I can go to Hundred Gates Alley in Longdao City to check the prices here."

In deep thought, he was suddenly interrupted by a knocking on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

Li Qing was interrupted in his thoughts, and a hint of displeasure rose in his heart.

Impatiently, he said, "Who is it?"

"Is Li Xunyou here?"

"That's me, what's the matter?"

"I am here to deliver an invitation."

"Invitation?"

Li Qing had countless questions in his mind, and he walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door was a young scholar dressed in the attire of Jixia Academy.

He respectfully looked at Li Qing and handed over a gilded invitation, "Li Xunyou, this is an invitation from the Dream Orchid Literary Society."

Li Qing did not accept it, and looked at him, saying, "Dream Orchid Literary Society? What is that?"

Under Li Qing's gaze, the young scholar felt a kind of inexplicable pressure and immediately said in a low voice, "This is a literary society organized by many students in the academy, mainly to discuss the principles of various schools of thought and engage in debates. Therefore, we usually invite teachers to participate as judges."

"As the judge of the literary society."

"You are a wandering scholar, so this literary society would like to invite you to participate and judge the debates for all the students."

Upon hearing this, Li Qing frowned and shook his head, "No need, I don't want to participate. You should find other teachers to invite."

After saying that, he closed the door without giving him any face.

Li Qing keenly sensed a hint of conspiracy. Although he didn't know what was behind this, he didn't want to get involved, nor did he want to step into a trap set by others.

The scholar stood outside, looking at the closed door with a bewildered expression and a hint of embarrassment. After thinking for a while, he had no choice but to leave.

The invitation was just an invitation, and he couldn't force others to participate.

In his room, Li Qing pondered, "Who is it? Why do they want to invite me? It's only been three days since I became a wandering scholar."

"Suddenly there's a literary society, it's obvious that they have ulterior motives."

"Organized by students? I've only had a conflict with one person, could it be him?" Li Qing listed the suspected targets in his mind.

...

In a private room of a restaurant, Zhou Xinglong was gathering with several well-dressed students.

Zhou Xinglong sneered and said, "Do you know who this newly arrived wandering scholar is?"

"I don't know, I just heard that he is very young."

"And he was personally awarded the badge of wandering scholar by the Master."

One of them, a handsome man with a hint of femininity, said, "I heard that you seem to have had a conflict with this person?"

Zhou Xinglong smiled faintly, "Yes, that day at the gate of the academy, he blocked the gate, and I argued with him."

"As a result, I was scolded by Old Man Zheng."

"I didn't expect that he would become a wandering scholar now. This should have been my father's position."

"My father doesn't fight, but as a son, I have to seek justice for my father."

"How can a person of unknown origin take on the role of a wandering scholar!"

"This is the right of the Academy of Wandering Scholars? It has the qualification to comment on the reputation of many academies in the world."

"This is a multiple rights and obligations, how can we let a person of unknown origin take on this role?"

He was filled with anger, and the others also felt some displeasure.

Even if it was someone slightly inferior to them, they would still accept it.

But for a young man of the same age to become a wandering scholar, no one would be convinced.

They were all outstanding students of Jixia Academy, known for their criticism of various political issues in the court, and they also had some prestige among the students.

"I have already sent someone to invite him to participate in the Dream Orchid Literary Society."

"At that time, you can bring out sharp questions for him to judge."

"Embarrass him in front of all the students, so that he can't step down."

"Resign from the position of wandering scholar."

"Are you interested?"

The man with a feminine name, Ying Huayue, was very good at capturing the flaws in others' words and then launching a counterattack. He was a disciple of the School of Diplomacy and could be considered a fellow student of Zhou Xinglong.

And they were all true heirs of the orthodox tradition, and a hint of excitement rose in their eyes, "I am very interested, I will participate."

Zhou Xinglong nodded, "With Brother Ying joining, it will be more appropriate."

"I'm also interested in such an interesting thing," said a slightly yellow-faced man.

Bang, bang, bang.

As they were talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me."

Zhou Xinglong's eyes lit up, "Come in."

Creak.

The person who delivered the invitation to Li Qing pushed the door open and showed a hint of helplessness on his face as he looked at Zhou Xinglong, saying, "Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, that person didn't agree."

"He said he's not interested and asked us to invite someone else."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xinglong's face darkened.

Crack.

The chopsticks in his hand were broken into two pieces, and a hint of ferocity flashed across his face.

"This guy is really disrespectful, a dignified wandering scholar."

"When students invite him to preside over the literary society, he doesn't come. I will go to the academy to report this person."

"As a wandering scholar, he openly refuses to preside over the literary society. This is self-exclusion from the literary world!"

"Are you willing to go with me?"