Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Abbot Jingxuan brought his palms together, smiled gently, and appeared somewhat solemn, with a light disdain for the secular world.


"Amithaba, don't you think that I, the old monk, am more real than those truly hypocritical people?" Abbot Jingxuan chuckled.


Ning Chenxin paused slightly in astonishment.


Abbot Jingxuan continued, "Sects that kill each other for profit and look for noble excuses, aristocratic families that claim not to bully the weak but slaughter for the sake of opportunities, brothers who kill each other after seizing inheritance, or Sunset Dynasties where surface brothers plot behind each other's backs for power—"


"Where is there not hypocrisy? These self-proclaimed righteous people always find excuses for their evil."


"But they survive very well, walking at the peak of this world."


Chapter 1503: Hypocritical World