Chapter 25: Creating an Organization, the Confucian Sage Society

Ye Xiuxiu gently rubbed her little butt, which looked unharmed but still had a faint ache,

and, staggering, slowly walked out of the room.

Although it appeared from the surface that she had not suffered any substantive injury,

but for some unknown reason,

that pain seemed to be deeply etched into her heart,

making her feel as if she were injured again.

Mom, you really used a light hand this time!

She hit me for a full hour straight,

Yet unbelievably, I didn't sustain even the slightest injury.

The Ascension Immortal Festival is a bustling, grand celebration that lasts over ten days!

The Ye Family is already large in scale,

and now many relatives and friends from before all reside here,

naturally making the place bustling with noise and extraordinarily lively.

Although a small unpleasant incident had occurred before,

the liveliness remains,

that group of children still looks forward to Ye Xiuxiu with anticipation,

eagerly hoping to hear her explain what the true and correct Words of the Saints are.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiuxiu now can't muster the courage to do so,

after all, she just suffered a severe beating,

and the long ordeal of being beaten has become a nightmare she will never forget.

Ye Xiuxiu came to the window, looking out at the prosperous, bustling scene,

and involuntarily let out a heavy sigh:

"Ah… I originally hoped to continue bearing the responsibility of teaching these children the correct Words of the Saints,"

"fantasizing that one day I could save the whole world by relying on such a great feat."

Upon saying this, she couldn't help but give a bitter laugh, shook her head, and continued, "

"Who would have thought that a mere feather duster would mercilessly knock me back into such a harsh reality."

"Enough, enough; looking at things now, it's best to just let this go!"

Just then,

a clear, pleasant system notification suddenly rang out in Ye Xiuxiu's mind.

【You are now a Foundation Building period cultivator, but the distance to the pinnacle of cultivation is extremely far; however, quantity can also provide a certain quality. When your own strength is insufficient, if you possess a force, it will give you tremendous assistance. You have already successfully made fifty childhood playmates submit to you; now please create a force of your own.】

【Reward: Obtain a random physique.】

Seeing the system task,

Ye Xiuxiu fell silent.

"I am not yet strong; once I become strong, there will be change!"

Ye Xiuxiu said with a determined gaze.

Although she felt a little afraid in her heart,

but she still mustered courage and whispered,

"Even if what lies before me is that terrifying feather duster smeared with healing medicine,"

"I will firmly spread the correct Words of the Saints!"

Having said that, she couldn't help but turn her head to glance at the feather duster inserted beside her,

which still seemed to retain the memory of pain from the last beating.

Just that glance,

made her feel her little butt begin to ache faintly again.

Noticing that her mother wasn't looking at her,

Ye Xiuxiu sneaked out quietly,

and, at a corner, ran toward the door at full speed.

On the other side, Bai Qingxia watched Ye Xiuxiu's sneaky, furtive retreating back,

a hint of doubt appearing on her face.

but she soon stopped thinking about it, turned around, and continued organizing the students for class.

She secretly thought to herself,

"If I dare to organize class again,"

"then don't blame me for my feather duster being merciless."

Ye Xiuxiu, jogging all the way, arrived at where Chen Gong Dong was.

She saw Chen Gong Dong wholeheartedly reciting the correct Words of the Saints that Ye Xiuxiu had taught him during the previous lesson.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Chen Gong Dong raised his head,

and upon seeing that the person was Ye Xiuxiu, his eyes instantly flashed with surprise and joy.

"Xiuxiu sister, how did you come here?"

Chen Gong Dong asked with a full-face smile.

Ye Xiuxiu stood still, panting,

"Gong Dong brother."

Chen Gong Dong put the book away, "Xiuxiu sis, quickly tell me those Words of the Saints again."

Besides, lots of people want to hear you lecture on the correct Words of the Saints!

When should we prepare for the next lesson,

Ye Xiuxiu gave a light cough twice, cleared her throat, and then said:

"Gong Dong brother..."

She slightly lowered her head, a hint of grievance appearing on her face,

"My mother no longer allows me to attend lessons!"

"Last time over this matter, they didn't hesitate to beat me!"

Speaking, she reached out and rubbed her own buttocks,

It seemed that spot still ached faintly.

Hearing this, Chen Gong Dong hastily shook his little head, anxiously responding:

"Oh no, no, we absolutely must not let Xiuxiu sis get beaten again!"

"But... what should we do about it then?"

He furrowed his brows, falling into deep thought.

At that moment, Ye Xiuxiu lifted her head, a flash of cunning light in her eyes, and confidently spoke the plan she had already devised:

"Hehe, I plan to create an organization,"

"The name, let's just call it the Confucian Sage Association."

"The teacher said before that I am a reincarnation of the Confucian Sage,"

"So I will self-proclaim myself the present-day Confucian Sage, and also hold the position of president of the Confucian Sage Association!"

Saying this, she couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Immediately after, Ye Xiuxiu continued to elaborate her idea:

"Those correct Words of the Saints can serve as the rules of our Confucian Sage Association."

"As long as someone wishes to join our Confucian Sage Association, they must study these rules well!"

"That way, everyone will be able to learn the truly correct Words of the Saints!"

"Moreover, after we form the organization, gathering together will allow us to better save the world."

"Gong Dong brother, you shall assume the role of Left Protector,"

"the second-in-command of our Confucian Sage Association,"

"In the future, when we battle the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons, if I am not present,"

"you will need to lead the entire Confucian Sage Association."

Chen Gong Dong listened intently to Ye Xiuxiu's words,

his originally bright eyes now sparkled with fervent light,

as if able to pierce through layers of mist,

directly witnessing the future's grand, magnificent, and heart‑shaking scene.

In his imagination,

he himself, mighty and imposing, leads the members of the Confucian Sage Association,

standing firm at the battlefield's forefront.

Behind them,

lies the tranquil and steadfast world of cultivation,

everyone silently guards the final line of defense.

Facing the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons surging like a tide,

Chen Gong Dong shows no fear,

he brandishes the Magic Treasure in his hand,

chanting incantations, he unleashes powerful magic,

engaging the enemy in a thrilling life‑and‑death clash.

Meanwhile, the members of the Confucian Sage Association closely follow at his side,

cooperating seamlessly, fighting in unison,

jointly resisting the invasion of external foes.

For a moment, the cries of battle and the booming of clashing magic intertwine, echoing through the heavens.

(End of chapter)