Chapter 2641: No Longer Feeling the Bitterness

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The window of time opened, and the window of time closed again.

Those trapped within the graveyard of history can only look back at their homeland from afar.

Sima Heng left, taking away the Diligent Academy’s responsibility to carve history with a straight pen.

The work *History Knife Chisel Sea* will be completed by him alone in the long river of time, no longer needing help from the people of Diligent Academy.

Of course, no one can again vent their private hatred upon Diligent Academy because of his sharp pen knife, Sima Heng.

But the time window that has not yet disappeared still transmits past voices, vaguely, temporarily not dissipating.

Qihat’s voice!

That voice was instead calm and leisurely: “Why do you say Zuoqiu Wu always did too much in vain?

Are those all the ink of vulgar people, eh? Speaking such words, even I, a demon among demons, feel it is cruel.”

But Qihat still had a voice outside the window at this moment, not yet truly escaping. This was originally an unexpected thing.

With Qihat’s caution, he was unwilling to gamble even in the gap between Fix Sub Mister and Jiang Wang. He would rather be insulted for Dou Zhao than personally enter the situation. How could he still linger outside the window of time, still idly chatting with Sima Heng?

In fact, when this grain of transcend intent, through that initial wisp of connection, escaped to Sima Heng’s side, he did not try to do anything to Sima Heng, but directly escaped towards the outside of the graveyard of history, with returning to the myriad realms as the only goal.

But Sima Heng blocked him!

More specifically, one by one, related to the perishing times in the graveyard of history, this grain of immortal person intent was trapped within the bewildered chapter.

Unlike Zuoqiu Wu who ascended to sainthood within *Diligent Academy*, Sima Heng stood at the door of transcend early on. He was the first person among historians early on, and could be called the contemporary "History Saint". It was just because he had offended too many people that he had almost no place to accommodate him in the present world, so he did not have the title of saint.

In those past years, Qihat had once borrowed the history projection of “Wu Zhai Xue” to erode Sima Heng, but he never thoroughly changed Sima Heng’s will, and thus never truly touched the bewildered chapter.

And the person who was single-mindedly thinking of his homeland had already left his future here early on.

When Zuoqiu Wu made the step of taking “Wu Zhai Xue” to *Diligent Academy*, at the moment Sima Heng was “bound on a high shelf”, Sima Heng already held the pen and struck off the possibility of returning to the present world, truly taking root within the bewildered chapter.

Now, it is also precisely utilizing the power of the bewildered chapter to make Qihat’s transcend intent unable to struggle free.

The academy inside the time window has already welcomed its final result. The dialogue outside the time window, as if time is passing by,

Sima Heng’s voice answered: “You seem to have an extraordinary curiosity about us. Not only do you want to observe what we are doing, but you also want to spy on our inner hearts. These questions – historian Wu Zhai Xue would ask,

But not from your mouth, Qihat.

“Demons are not without emotion either! Compared to humans, we are just more open and honest about our heart’s desires.” Qihat’s voice was leisurely: “We are old acquaintances after all, it doesn’t hurt to worry about an old friend.”

“Demons are not without emotion either!”

This is precisely the first sentence of *Ghost Wear Hemp*.

Of course, no one remembers this book anymore.

Sima Heng seemed to accept this explanation, slowly saying: “Because he always does some stupid things that don’t necessarily have results. But again, not greedy enough, not cherishing himself enough. Because he sacrificed so much, yet he couldn’t leave you, not even this grain of your intent!”

Qihat obviously felt it was absurd: “Just one Zuoqiu Wu, he has already reached this point, what more do you want?”

Sima Heng only said: “Contemporary historians, fully talented people, only three!”

“Oh?” Qihat asked.

Sima Heng’s voice was like a carving knife, almost one word, one pause: “History Knife Chisel Sea Sima Heng, Wu Zhai Xue who writes history for demons, Zuoqiu Wu who diligently records biographies.”

“Still Zuoqiu Wu?” Qihat said with a smile.

Sima Heng said: “He did something that neither you nor I could do.”

He still disdained to deny the facts.

“So, one by one,” Sima Heng’s voice said: “Since he, such an extraordinary person, wants to use death as an ending, the ending should be more brilliant. At least, he should have exchanged for your life.”

Qihat laughed heartily: “Many people want my life, Sima Heng, you are not the special one.”

“It doesn’t matter. History will remember.” Sima Heng said.

In Qihat’s voice, there was some carelessness: “Zuoqiu Wu is already dead, the time window is already sealed. Now it’s you alone facing me one by one then, Mister Sima Heng, how do you want to exchange for your life below, eh?”

Sima Heng’s voice was just like his pen knife, only calmly carving and writing. Even facing a transcend person, it did not bring too much emotion. He said: “This grain of your intent, just stay here. I will achieve dao here one by one if you disagree, just come here and find me.”

The voice opposite the time window thus ended.

Even the last trace of the time window disappeared.

In this world, no one can establish a link with Sima Heng again. He will also not again cross time and space, endure the torment of years like a knife, and slowly play a game of chess with someone.

Inside the lake heart pavilion, Li Heng Zhi and Xiao Zhi Heng looked at each other.

They both understood that this segment of dialogue transmitted from within the bewildered chapter was the account Sima Heng gave to Book Mountain, and also Sima Heng’s declaration to the present world that historian saint Sima Heng, who no longer had a connection with Diligent Academy, would make the bewildered chapter his dojo! He would forever reside in the graveyard of history.

As an absolute taboo place within the long river of time, the graveyard of history is a place where even time can be killed. It represents buried history, equivalent to endless vanishing. No existence can grasp direction here.

There have always been existences who have tried to come here to seek the truth of history, but no one has ever left alive. Sima Heng is the only known one who drifted here and still survived, relying on the bewildered chapter whose root is temporarily unknown.

His final invitation was aimed at Qihat, and also at all existences in the present world who were dissatisfied with the straight writing of history.

He will continue the creation of *History Knife Chisel Sea* in the long river of years. Not only carving and writing the present, but also tracing deep into history.

He will achieve dao in the eternally lonely graveyard of history.

Anyone who wants to stop him can go to the graveyard of history and kill him!

He alone, standing up the stele of the historian. He will be the sharpest history knife – trying to exist eternally.

The furnace fire still boils, time flows like water.

Zhong Xuan, sitting alone on the bamboo slip, only briefly glanced at his colleagues before leaping up. He still did not know that his mister had forever cut off his return path, that his dean was already dead. He only focused on doing what he could.

The great technique of refining demons, Heaven Earth Time Furnace, was brought by Zuoqiu Wu to refine treasures.

The book *Diligent Academy*, and the person Zhong Xuan, both were things he wanted to refine into elixirs. Now the firewood is exhausted, and the furnace will be opened.

The plan to ambush and kill Qihat failed, and Fix Sub Mister had no further commands transmitted. The two elders, Li and Xiao, did not leave immediately either. They represented Book Mountain and, after all, needed to pay attention to the final outcome of Diligent Academy.

The crowd from Tai Xu Ge also could not just let Zhong Xuan go like this, so they all waited silently on the side. Even Li Yi, who was most eager to clock out, only closed his eyes slightly, forgetting himself and the object, just standing there cultivating dao.

Qin Zhi Zhen still guarded Jiang Wang. Today he wanted to let this fellow owe him a huge favor, and he wanted to stand from beginning to end.

Jiang Wang did not speak, only single-mindedly suppressed the demon qi, elevating himself one by one. At this moment, Li Yi only followed steps, while he was taking one mouthful of a great supplement pill after another.

For a time, everyone in the lake heart pavilion was cultivating.

On the contrary, the two elders, Li and Xiao, became spectators.

Of course, there was also Huang Fu. This seemingly simple and honest, quite harmless yellow-faced Buddha, looked at his daughter with heartache – one by one, it was difficult for her to reach the absolute peak – don’t you want to rest for a while, eh?

Huang She Li bit her teeth tightly.

After history turned to its end, time was a ridiculous thing. After seven days and seven nights, Zhong Xuan finally came back to his senses. His figure immediately solidified.

He truly brought the absolute peak cultivation and walked here from his chapter. And the bamboo raft he sat cross-legged on also finally controlled the shock wave of history. That unfolded bamboo slip extended almost infinitely, sweeping everything.

The first to be swept away was the page chapter belonging to the historian famous scholar Jin Qing Jia, where everyone was located in the lake heart pavilion. It finally returned to *Diligent Academy*.

The dramatic black and white law realm, the push of the Spring Autumn Pen by the two elders Li and Xiao, including the confrontation between Zuoqiu Wu and Sima Heng… everything happened on this page. And this page returned to the book, and scattered respectively.

This is Diligent Academy, only the rules of Diligent Academy.

The crowd from Tai Xu Ge and the two elders Li and Xiao appeared here once again.

Chong Xuan Zun holding a volume, Dou Zhao with a knife on his shoulder, Ju Kui with his heaven eye open on his forehead, guarding the two elders Li and Xiao inside the lake heart pavilion.

Other people, either on the stone bridge, or standing on flying eaves, or stepping on lotus leaves, or suspended high in the sky—

Jiang someone suspended high in the sky has already tamed the demon qi at this time, but there is still a faint black smoke between his breaths, which looks quite different. He is the only gloomy character in this harmonious scenery, like a demon head invading the righteous sect gate.

This is Zhong Xuan’s derived chapter, the best future for Diligent Academy designed by Zuoqiu Wu.

The stone bridge is still there, the lotus leaves connect with green, it is just a summer day, the clear sky is bright and shining.

Unexpectedly, the sound of reading rang out in a nearby courtyard.

Someone in the back mountain played the zither, the strings winding, flipping like cloud cranes.

Cui Yi Geng just stood outside the pavilion, still holding that sword with bamboo as its sheath and wood as its handle. On the bamboo sheath at this time were some carved marks, precisely the sentence he concluded with in *Diligent Academy*.

And in front of the chess table inside the lake heart pavilion, only Zhong Xuan sat upright. The two sides’ vine chairs were not there, the opposite position was empty.

He pinched a chess piece in his left hand, held a branch knife-pen in his right hand, and had not yet placed any pieces on the chessboard.

Time seemed to stop at the moment his location chapter was just summoned out. He had just finished grinding all the chess pieces and was about to begin the next story.

Only at this time did the “readers” understand that this was the chessboard from the confrontation between Zuoqiu Wu and Sima Heng. When he placed a piece, that game of chess only began!

The character Zhong Xuan is the projection of the author Zuoqiu Wu. The entire story of *Diligent Academy* was originally built on Zhong Xuan’s history knife. This is the beginning of the whole story. Only then did he reverse the order, insert narrative side branches, and slowly unfold the future.

In the story written by Zuoqiu Wu, there are only two main characters. One is Cui Yi Geng, and the other is Zhong Xuan. One as the line, one as the spine. One penetrates throughout, one records all.

Of course, it evolved from a group image to a double male lead, and was pushed to the ending by the author’s strong subjective interference. Now it should no longer be called *Diligent Academy* – just like Cui Yi Geng’s concluding pen, it should be called *Left Ambition Diligent*.

Now this book is the complete version. It will exist forever as a holy object. If there are subsequent writers, it will depend on who they are.

With the “holy object” present, in some years, Diligent Academy is not necessarily not a Confucian holy land.

And all the seals of Diligent Academy have been opened, the most perfect chapter has become reality.

At this moment, heaven and earth are already connected, and everyone can leave at any time.

Zhong Xuan sat there quietly. After a moment of daze, his eyes became clear.

No matter what, he is now the strongest person in Diligent Academy. He must accept everything. The person who carries the big burden has no time to mourn, and is not allowed to be weak.

“Cui Yi Geng.” He opened his mouth.

Cui Yi Geng lowered his head and responded: “Teacher uncle.”

Zhong Xuan inexplicably glanced at Jiang Wang.

Live long, and generation inevitably becomes a problem. He discussed friendship with Jiang Wang, who is of the same generation. Jiang Wang also discussed friendship with Cui Yi Geng, who is of the same generation. And he is Sima Heng’s student, with an extremely high generation in the academy. This is mainly blamed on Jiang Wang, whose cultivation speed is too fast. He has not even waited for the same age group to die off before becoming a contemporary absolute peak, and still calls divine level cultivators “brother dao brother” eh.

“You have this kind of encounter, achieving the Cave True realm will not be long.” Zhong Xuan slowly said: “Teacher uncle has carefully considered it. The burden of the academy still needs you to carry.”

Cui Yi Geng looked up at him but did not speak.

Beside him, Xiao Zhi Heng, however, furrowed his brows: “Xuan, this was not Left Dean’s last wish. Xiao will not violate the elder’s intent. Don’t you want to reconsider?”

Zuoqiu Wu intended to let Zhong Xuan come back and take over Diligent Academy, passing the holy object currently named *Left Ambition Diligent* to him and giving him the core power. That’s why Book Mountain only let Zhao Wu Yan go to Tai Xu Ge, because Zhong Xuan’s retreat was Zuoqiu Wu’s intention.

The responsibility of Confucianism in Tai Xu Ge can be carried by others. The burden of Diligent Academy, at present, no one else can take.

Zhong Xuan turned back and glanced at Xiao Zhi Heng, lowered his head in courtesy, and spoke softly. However, the content was not too polite: “Mister Xiao, this is an internal affair of the academy.”

Xiao Zhi Heng thought for a bit, and finally did not speak.

The world’s Confucian sects are one family, but when the door is closed, Diligent Academy is ultimately these people within Diligent Academy.

This is indeed an internal affair of Diligent Academy!

Zhong Xuan looked back at Cui Yi Geng, his voice warm and gentle: “You have worked hard.”

Cui Yi Geng shook his head: “I no longer feel hard.”

Zhong Xuan said: “Whether it was Mister Sima Heng or Dean Zuoqiu Wu, their burdens are their burdens, their suffering is their suffering. No matter what, that is not the reason for your suffering. Because that was not your choice, but your encounter.”

Cui Yi Geng was silent.

Zhong Xuan stood up and brought Cui Yi Geng to the chess table, helped him sit down on the chess stool, and sighed again: “When some tests came, he didn’t even ask if you were willing or not. This is not fair to you. I know what it feels like to endure suffering for hundreds of years. The cruelest punishment in the world is to kill hope, and then let you endure the time of suffering.”

“Sorry. I want to apologize to you on behalf of Left Dean, on behalf of everyone in Diligent Academy.”

Saying this, he gently took out a chess piece and placed it in Cui Yi Geng’s palm: “But I still want to give the academy to you. Mister Left said, since ancient times, virtuous people have suffered. Those who will grit their teeth and endure will always grit their teeth and endure more. We all know that you will grit your teeth and desperately do things well, so we all dare to leave irresponsibly.”

“Now it’s your turn, you come and begin this game of chess.” He patted Cui Yi Geng’s shoulder: “In this life, you will not always stand at the moon gate. Walk in with big steps, and boldly place your pieces.”