Bank of The Universe

Chapter 119: Saint Zhang’s Past

Chapter 119: Saint Zhang’s Past

Within Hundred Sage College, Sage Zhang was resting in the rocking chair. He held the blood red watch in his hand and he started to reminisce about the past.

,000 years ago, he was just a teen called Zhang Xiao’er. His family was really poor and he helped to raise lambs and cows for others to feed himself and barely survive.

Each time he saw his friends studying, he would be filled with envy. When he waited for them to come back from school and talk about what they had learned, he would be filled with admiration and desire.

He really wanted to learn.

One of his close female friends saw this and helped teach him when she was free. She taught him how to understand words and also how to study.

Unfortunately, Xiao’er was not smart and it was extremely difficult for him to study. Things that a normal person could remember in a day would take 4-5 days for Xiao’er.

But this couldn’t stop him. Even though it was tough, he worked really hard. Even if he took four or five days, he could still learn.

This lasted for three full years. After three years, he memorized a vast amount of knowledge. He decided to stop raising cows and he wanted to enroll in a school. He wanted to see how he would do with his few years of accumulated knowledge.

Unfortunately, the girl moved away at this time as her parents married her off to a scholar.

Xiao’er was devastated that night but he didn’t find her. He just hid in a broken temple and cried. The rain drowned out the sound of his cries.

No one knew how much Zhang Xiao’er liked that girl, just like no one knew how much Zhang Xiao’er liked studying.

He honestly liked it from the bottom of his heart!

The only thing was that he was actually quite dumb and useless.

After it stopped raining, Zhang Xiao’er decided to enroll in a private school. He suppressed the sadness of losing his childhood love at the bottom of his heart.

He spent a year there and his achievements were average. However, he was definitely unable to become a scholar.

Sage Zhang remembered carefully that on that day, a loud drum shocked him. He personally saw that girl sitting on a carriage and being lifted away by other people.

This time he didn’t cry but he only felt a little sad...

Okay, he was really sad.

He sat beside a small river that was surrounded by flowers. Zhang Xiao’er was really filled with despair.

In despair, a red watch flowed down the river with the current. He saw it and tossed a rock right at it, shattering it.

The Bank of the Universe!

This was the first time Zhang Xiao’er had heard of such a place and it was the only time he stepped foot into it.

He exchanged his own life for the intellect of a sage.

It took three days for him to be reborn. The childhood love he held close to his heart and her scholar husband were already living a blissful life.

From then on, he changed his name to Sage Zhang. He left his original home and traveled the world. His days of traveling brought him to where he was today. He became the Head of Scholars, the god in the heart of all scholars.

...

In the Bank of the Universe, Li Xiandao looked at Seven and asked, “Why is Sage Zhang so calm?”

Seven found it weird too, “Maybe he saw through everything?”

Li Xiandao stared at Sage Zhang in the video and asked in shock, “The sage intellect we gave him has actually become so rich?”

If the intellect they gave him was one point, then 10,000 years from now, it would be 10 points!

That was quite unbelievable.

Sage Zhang had to be immersed in knowledge for the past 10,000 years. He studied really hard to improve himself to be able to achieve that.

“It seems like he is really decent; at least he kept to his promise.” Seven had a much better impression of Sage Zhang.

...

Long Mixu walked into the courtyard and saw the thin and small old man, “I know everything about you.”

Sage Zhang said calmly, “I guessed that the moment you sent this. How are you related to the Bank of the Universe?”

“The owner is my master!” Long Mixu said calmly.

“I have gone against the contract, so you have come to take my life and soul?” Sage Zhang asked.

He was really calm and wasn’t afraid at all. He wasn’t worried; he was like still water.

“You aren’t afraid?” Long Mixu was shocked.

Sage Zhang cultivated but what he cultivated was the righteous energy of Confucianism which allowed him to live on.

This was the same as normal cultivation; when one reached a certain level, one’s lifespan would increase.

Sage Zhang lived for 10,000 years, so his righteous energy was definitely really amazing. If he tried, just one sentence would be able to suppress her.

But he didn’t plan to.

“Why should I be? I am in the wrong and I should be punished.” Sage Zhang said seriously.

“You are really open-minded.” Long Mixu laughed coldly.

“Are you mocking me?” Sage Zhang asked.

“You borrowed the sage’s intellect in order to obtain your achievements. It is not yours but the intellect of others.” Long Mixu asked.

“I also need to add to their knowledge. The knowledge and intellect compared to now is totally different. If you want to kill me, then go ahead. If you are worried that people will find out, then I can commit suicide after you leave.” Sage Zhang sighed and didn’t want to explain anything.

He educated people over these 10,000 years and built the Hundred Sage College. He saved many poor kids and he did everything that the Head of Scholars would do.

Sage Zhang was worthy of that title, which was why he didn’t need to explain it to Long Mixu.

“I didn’t come to kill you.” Long Mixu shook her head.

“Then?” Sage Zhang frowned as he looked at Long Mixu.

“I want you to support me to the throne!” Long Mixu grinned and said firmly.

...

In the Bank of the Universe, when Li Xiandao saw this, he waved his sleeves, and these scenes disappeared.

“The situation is clear now. With the Head of Scholars supporting Long Mixu and the Crown Prince supporting her in the dark, she just needs the support of the Ancients.” Li Xiandao was satisfied.

“That step is the most difficult one.” Seven shook her head.

“It is okay; let’s just take it slow.” Li Xiandao waved his hands and said calmly.

...

Outside the fortress!

Xia Wuxu returned to the Great Xia Dynasty and found all the higher-ups to tell them about the loss of the Great Xia Dragonfinch.

“Scoff, that person must have broken through Saint Realm and reached an even higher level. However, our Great Xia Dynasty won’t be so easily beaten.” The Emperor said coldly.

“We must work together with the other powers. Primitive Demon Sect’s three Dao Saints have been killed. We must contact them and gather the 18 demon sects.” Xia Wuxu said solemnly.

“I will leave this matter to you. You lost the Great Xia Dragonfinch and deserve to be beheaded. If you can’t get it back, then you must kill yourself.” Great Xia Dynasty’s Emperor said coldly.

“I will contact Primitive Demon Sect now and gather up all the usable powers to kill him in one blow.” Xia Wuxu said firmly.

“If I can’t kill them, then I will kill myself!” Xia Wuxu made an oath.