Kyoto, Great Wei.
The Palace of the King of Peace and Chaos.
As the dragon boat lifted up, it instantly turned into a shooting star and disappeared into the sky.
Looking at the departing Xu Qingnian, Divine Monk Hui Zheng could not help but sigh.
He knew that Xu Qingnian had a great deal of ill will towards himself.
But to be honest, the divine monk did not feel that he had done anything wrong, for he was trying to convert Xu Qingnian to Buddhism for the sake of the people of the world.
Xu Qingnian’s attitude made the divine monk Hui Zheng somewhat helpless, but what he knew was that he had said what he should say, and it was Xu Qingnian’s business whether he listened or not.
It was also a way of resolving the previous grudge and not making things too stagnant.
“I need to go back and deploy properly, Xu Qingnian is afraid that his trip to the Haoran Dynasty will be fatal, so I will help him at a critical moment, and I will also consider it a way to resolve the grudge, and then invite him to come to the Tianzhu Temple and forcefully reincarnate him.”
This was how the divine monk Hui Zheng thought.
And at that moment, the dragon boat had also disappeared.
Above the dragon boat.
Xu Qingnian could feel what the reminder that Divine Monk Huizheng had deliberately come over meant.
This guy was only thinking of rehabilitating himself, which was really disgusting.
But it was all right, the Buddhist sect would wait until after dealing with the Palace of Literature.
The future is still long.
So be it.
For two days in a row.
All of the Central Continent seemed incredibly lively and boisterous.
The opening ceremony of the Hao Ran Dynasty, a country formed by the people of learning, was not considered a good thing for the forces of the world, but it was not considered a bad thing either.
After all, the separation of the Palace of Literature from the Great Wei had sort of suppressed the underpinnings of the Great Wei.
However, when these scholars gathered together, it was clear to all that the group of scholars had the idea of trying to control the whole world through Confucianism.
Each power had its own ideas and intentions. Some powers attacked Confucianism, but most of them still watched the fire from across the river.
After all, this was an important matter for the Central Continent, and the Sudden Evil Dynasty, the Primordial Yuan Dynasty and the Great Wei Dynasty had not said anything, so naturally it was not their turn to step in.
These two days.
Amongst the Hao Ran Dynasty, talent drowned everything, the entire world’s scholars gathered in unison, and great scholars from all walks of life were invited to attend the event.
The Palace of Literature sent invitations to all the world’s powers, and the Eastern, Southern, Western and Northern Continents, including the three kingdoms of the Central Continent, were also invited.
But it was Xu Qingnian who attracted the most attention.
Everyone in the world knew about the conflict between Xu Qingnian and the Wen Palace.
The fact that the Palace of Literature dared to send an invitation to Xu Qingnian must have an agenda, while Xu Qingnian dared to accept the invitation became a source of surprise and curiosity to the world.
Some people speculated that Xu Qingnian dared to accept the invitation, so he obviously had the courage to do so, and seemed to be hiding some kind of a secret card.
But others thought that Xu Qingnian dared to accept the invitation simply because he was the youngest half-saint in the history of the world.
It was normal for a young man to be arrogant, plus Xu Qingnian himself was incredibly aggressive and not afraid of the sky or the earth, so it was normal for Xu Qingnian to accept the invitation from the Palace of Literature.
But no matter what, Xu Qingnian accepted the invitation.
The opening ceremony of the Hao Ran Dynasty was bound to be a battle of dragons and tigers.
The second year of Wuchang.
March 3rd.
The main city of the Hao Ran Dynasty.
Wen Sheng City.
The four gates of the city are already bustling with activity, with long queues and many congratulatory gifts sent by messengers from various countries.
The carts of gold, silver and jewellery, and all kinds of treasures were in abundance, making it even more prestigious than the empress’ birthday.
If someone of great stature entered the city, bells would be rung to applaud.
“Greetings to the Eastern Continent Imperial Clan, the Chen Family, as they enter the city.”
In the East City Gate.
As a loud voice rang out, countless gazes looked towards the East City Gate.
The city gate.
Three hundred iron hors*men rode on uniform demonic beasts, standing in the vault of the city gate.
The demonic beasts on their hips were all fierce and terrifying, golden lions, each of which exuded an extremely powerful aura.
These were fifth-grade demonic beasts, very powerful in battle, extremely precious demonic beasts, each worth a great deal of money. 300 golden lions were a great spectacle.
But what got people’s attention was not this, but the fact that the other party was from the Eastern Continent, an imperial clan.
There are five continents in the Dust Realm.
The Middle Continent was the domain of the dynasties, with the three great kingdoms occupying it and having the best resources.
The Eastern Continent is the domain of the emperor clans, which can only be called emperor clans if there has been a first-rate person in a thousand years. The four emperor clans control the entire Eastern Continent, suppressing everything with martial arts, so the Buddhist clan and the Readers basically do not infiltrate the Eastern Continent.
It is a completely different style. If a scholar goes to the East Continent and tries to reason with others, he or she will often be beaten to the point of self-imprisonment, and such things as killing Confucians and killing Buddhists are not done very often in the East Continent.
So some people wondered if Xu Qingnian had the bloodline of an East Continent man, otherwise it would not make sense.
“Greetings to the Ancient Clan of the Southern Continent, the Barbarians entering the city.”
Another voice rang out.
In an instant, it once again led to a clamour and commotion.
This barbarian tribe was not the Northern barbarians, but the Southern Barbarian tribe.
There were extremely many large mountains in the Southern Continent, and there was no such thing as a country, but rather a division by tribal races, with five major tribes controlling the Southern Continent, the most mysterious being the Witch Tribe, and the strongest being the Barbarian Tribe.
“Welcome to the Western Continent, Master Hui Jue, the divine monk of the Tianzhu Temple, into the city.”
A third voice rang out.
It was the Tianzhu Temple who had sent someone. The Western Continent was a Buddhist world, and the most famous ones were the Tianzhu Temple and the Little Thunder Sound Temple, except that the Little Thunder Sound Temple looked a bit decadent and declining.
“Welcome to the North Continent, the Nine Extremes Immortal Palace, the Heavenly Scattered Realm to the city.”
A fourth voice rang out.
It was a power from the Northern Continent.
Compared to the five continents, the Central Continent was the most famous and the centre of the world.
Then came the Eastern and Western Continents second and third, with the Southern and Northern Continents ranking fourth and fifth.
The Northern Continent in particular is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, a breeding ground for demons, but there are also righteous immortal sects in it, only a few of them have a place.
If the North Continent had been controlled by demons, the righteous would have gathered long ago.
People were shocked, although it had been expected that the Hao Ran Dynasty would be extremely high, after all, the former Great Wei Palace of Literature was known to the world.
But when they set up their own nation, it was only then that people realised how strong the Wen Palace was.
The Imperial Clan from the Eastern Continent, the Nine Tribes from the Southern Continent, the Buddhist Sect from the Western Continent and the Immortal Palace from the Northern Continent were all there.
This was too big a face, and to put it mildly, even if the Great Wei Dynasty of the Central Continent were to hold such a grand ceremony, it was estimated that they would not be able to invite so many big names.
After all, there might be a divide between them, a continent apart, and they could completely dispense with giving face, with no interests between them.
But the Hao Ran Dynasty was able to manage to get the great powers of the world to gather.
This tactic was terrifying, but the matter at hand made the world understand the depths of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
The saints are too significant.
From this, one could see how extraordinary the saints were, and their underpinnings were smacking.
Relying on the saint’s underpinnings, how much had the Great Wei Palace of Literature reaped in the past few hundred years?
If it were not for the saints, why would the great powers of the world have given face to the Palace of Literature? Did they really see their talent?
At this time, the entire Holy City was extremely lively, with flowers all over the city, lanterns shining high, couplets posted on every house, Confucian scholars teaching scripture and street singing.
There were Confucian sermons and singing in the streets.
The city has been buzzing with people for a long time, and with the arrival of the big names, the city is becoming more and more lively.
The opening ceremony began today at the ugly hour and ended at the hour.
Now the great figures from all sides are gathered outside the Palace of Literature, enjoying the songs and dances that showcase the Hao Ran Dynasty.
The entire ancient city is filled with scholars, and the aura of righteousness pervades the city for thousands of miles, looking incomparably dense.
Unless they were friends who had brought them with them, the Palace would not invite anyone below the seventh rank, after all, for such an event, it was natural to show how powerful the Hao Ran Dynasty was.
The Palace of Literature was also filled with laughter from time to time, and many of the great scholars even left to receive their friends at the city gates.
It could be said that everything looked incomparably good.
Above the Heavenly Dome of the Palace of Literature.
Pale golden clouds had also formed, looking incomparably auspicious.
When they came to the Holy City, many people were filled with amazement when they saw the clouds, and they could see that if the Palace of Literature really succeeded in building a nation today.
They could see that if the Wen Palace succeeded in building a nation today, there was a real possibility that the tripod of national luck would be coalesced.
After all, what the Hao Ran Dynasty has gathered is the power of the world’s readers. If it were just the readers of one dynasty, it would be very difficult, but the power of the world’s readers would be able to gather a tripod of national luck.
The possibilities are not small.
And when the Hao Ran Dynasty really gathers the tripod of national fortune, the situation in the Central Continent will also change instantly, from three major kingdoms to four major dynasties.
Not only that, but the Hao Ran Dynasty is extremely special in that they appear to have no troops and no people, but in fact all the people of the world are their people, and all the troops of the world’s dynasties are also their troops.
They do not develop their own country, but control the countries of others.
This is the idea of the Hao Ran Dynasty.
But for the other powers, this is a good thing. They would like to see more chaos in the Central Continent, preferably a full-scale war, in which case they might be able to get a piece of the action.
At the same time, it also sort of limits the development of the Central Continent.
After all, it is the richest continent in the five continents, and it is coveted by both martial artists and immortals, and even by demons and evil spirits.
The Great Wei Dynasty has two martial artists every two hundred years, the Sudden Evil and the First Yuan each have a First Cla*s, and there are probably one or two other hidden First Cla*ses in the Middle Continent.
In the Eastern Continent, if a First Grade martial artist can be bred within a thousand years, then an imperial clan can be started, and if another First Grade is bred within the next thousand years, then it will still be an imperial clan.
With better luck, the Eastern Continent will have four earthly martial emperors in a thousand years, with worse luck, it may be like one or two in a thousand years.
As it is, there are only two First Cla*ses in the Eastern Continent, ranking one or two among the four great imperial clans.
This kind of heritage is simply no match for the Great Wei Dynasty, which can benchmark almost the entire Eastern Continent, and it is not that a large place is good.
It still depends on the topmost battle power.
At this moment.
It was also at a time when peace was prevailing in Wen Sheng City.
Suddenly, on the northern city gate, a dragon boat slowly appeared in the eyes of the world.
The dragon boat was incomparably luxurious, floating in the sky dome, with the Great Wei Dragon Flag planted at its head, resounding in the wind.
For a moment, everyone at the North City Gate turned their eyes to it, while the smiles on the faces of the Hao Ran Dynasty’s readers instantly stiffened.
Then a strong look of disdain appeared in their eyes.
And at the same time.
Beneath the North City Gate, an army of iron hors*men appeared to be rushing in with great momentum.
The blazing horses, each one twice as strong as the usual horses, were clad in iron armour and looked extremely fierce.
Compared to the golden lions, these blazing horses might not compare, but they were still extraordinary.
The men on top of the blazing horses, each wearing animal skin coats, looked extremely tough and appeared to be tall.
This was the Northern Barbarians.
It was the Northern Barbarian tribe that had invaded the Great Wei Dynasty back then.
A group of five hundred men were raging, and they rode on horses, giving off a murderous appearance. The leader of the group was a great figure of the Northern Barbarian Clan, a king.
King Tuha, a third-grade martial artist, looked to be in his forties.
Soon, the dragon boat descended slowly and appeared right alongside the Northern Barbarians at the entrance of the Northern City.
On board the dragon boat.
Xu Qingnian slowly looked his gaze over.
It landed on this group of Northern Barbarians.
It had to be said that the Northern Barbarians’ aura was strong, and their physique was also stronger than that of ordinary people; under the same realm, the Great Wei generals would generally be weaker than each other.
Especially the man at the head of the group.
The other party was also a third-grade martial artist with a strong aura, and when Xu Qingnian looked, the power of the other party’s qi and blood was even evolving into mountains behind him.
This was a vision of strong qi and blood, but one needed to open their celestial eyes to see it, and ordinary people could not see it.
However, Xu Qingnian did not care, it was useless even if the opponent’s physique was strong, he was a third-grade martial artist, but the most perfect third-grade, absolute martial saint.
If they fought, Xu Qingnian was confident that he would be able to kill the enemy within an hour.
This was still due to a lack of martial dao experience.
King Tuha sensed Xu Qingnian’s gaze, and he could not help but gaze at Xu Qingnian as well.
King Tuha did not have any goodwill towards this new saint of Wei, and there was a great hatred between Wei and the Northern Barbarians.
The two forces were incompatible, and Xu Qingnian was the prince of Great Wei, a man of Great Wei, so naturally there was no such thing as pulling the strings.
After all, Xu Qingnian still had the status of a half-saint.
In an instant, their eyes locked and a terrifying aura filled the air.
This was a clash between two Martial Saints, and even the exchange of eyes made people feel a great pressure.
It was also at this moment.
A voice rang out.
“Greetings to the Northern Barbarian Clan, King Tuha, as he enters the city.”
The voice rang out, and it was the Confucian scholar in charge of reception at the city gate.
His face was calm, he was a proper Confucian, twenty-six or seven years old, clean and neatly dressed, holding a gift list and shouting out.
Around him stood a number of Confucian scholars, including two great scholars, with expressionless faces.
As they spoke, these scholars bowed towards King Tuha and welcomed him into the city.
This was a very lowly look.
Although they have now separated from the Great Wei, the world knows where they come from, especially this Zhengru, who is a child of the Great Wei.
Now that he was separated from the Great Wei Dynasty, the blood that flowed in his body was still Great Wei blood.
And now, in the face of a deadly enemy, he is being greeted with respect? This was a disgrace to the people of Great Wei.
Indeed.
As the other party made such an obeisance, King Tuha immediately let out a cheerful laugh.
“Hahahahaha, it is still the scholar of Great Wei who knows how to be polite, quickly, send the generous gift prepared by the barbarian king.”
King Tuha said with a laugh, dragging the words Great Wei Scholar with a deliberate tone, appearing inexplicably sarcastic.
However, these scholars did not say anything, they could hear that King Tuha was somewhat mocking, but they subconsciously thought that King Tuha was mocking Xu Qingnian.
So they did not care.
And after greeting King Tuha, they did not continue to speak, but merely glanced at Xu Qingnian indifferently.
It was clear that they wanted to embarra*s Xu Qingnian.
Xu Qingnian was a half-saint, yes.
But what was this place? This wasn’t the Great Wei Dynasty anymore.
This was the Hao Ran Dynasty.
The home turf had changed.
They just didn’t believe that Xu Qingnian could still shout for the Great Wei Capital soldiers here?
“Great Wei scribes?”
“It’s just a bunch of Great Wei’s bereaved dogs.”
Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out as he stepped down from the dragon boat, his face calm as he said.
However, these words were a direct insult to the group of people who were the bereaved dogs of Great Wei.
“Xu Sheng, what do you mean by these words? What have we done to provoke you? Now that you are a saint, can you speak with more respect in the eyes of the world? It’s really degrading to talk about dogs.”
That man spoke up, his face expressionless as he said this to Xu Qingnian.
He addressed Xu Qingnian as a saint, but his words carried a kind of accusation.
“Shut up.”
“A dog in mourning, how dare you make a sound?”
“As a sixth-ranked Confucian, how dare you lecture this saint? And who are you?”
Xu Qingnian rebuked angrily, and instead of using his holy intent to suppress the other party, he directly hurled insults.
“Xu Sheng, this is where you are wrong.”
“We have done nothing, nor have we offended you, so why are you directly abusing us?”
“Is it because we didn’t call out to you Xu Sheng first? If that is the case, I will speak for them and say sorry, we have met Saint Xu.”
Finally, a great Confucian spoke up, and his words seemed even more sinister.
And at that moment, the crowd understood why the Great Wei Palace of Literature had sent some young men to greet them.
It turned out that they were waiting for Xu Qingnian here.
They deliberately did not call out to Xu Qingnian first, showing the attitude of the Hao Ran Dynasty and giving Xu Qingnian a face, and if Xu Qingnian was angry about this, they would simply reply by saying that the young people did not know much about things.
After all, Xu Qingnian is a half-saint, so it would be unseemly for him to argue with some scholar.
Even if it was true that they hadn’t done a good job.
This move was disgusting and sinister, but extremely in line with what the Hao Ran Dynasty had done.
“Shut up.”
Xu Qingnian spoke coldly as he looked at the other party, his eyes filled with ridicule among them.
“This Saint doesn’t need a bunch of bereaved dogs to respect.”
“In the eyes of this Saint, the contemporary disciples of the Vermilion Saint lineage are all like dogs.”
“What this Saint is angrily scolding is that you have no dignity and backbone and are worse than dogs… How many years have pa*sed since the southern barbarian mongrel dogs invaded my Great Wei and killed my Great Wei people, and only a few years have pa*sed since the blood feud?”
“Even if you invite such dogs to come here, you actually worship such people? Have you really forgotten your seed?”
“Such behaviour, not even a dog would do that.”
Xu Qingnian cursed angrily.
Xu Qingnian did not care if these people disgusted him, he was ready to be disgusted if he dared to come.
But what made him feel angry was not the disrespect for himself, a half-saint.
Rather, it was that these people were worshipping towards the northern barbarians.
A scholar of the Great Wei, worshipping towards the northern barbarians, was truly disgusting.
Xu Qingnian’s words were not just an angry rebuke to these people, but also to the northern barbarians.
King Tuha’s eyes instantly turned a little cold, and the five hundred generals also showed their anger.
“How dare you.”
“How dare you humiliate us like that?”
Someone spoke up, a barbarian general.
Boom.
Xu Qingnian’s Demon Subduing Force transformed into a battle spear and attacked on the spot, directly blasting the man on the spot, splattering blood and spilling white bones onto the ground in an overwhelming manner.
Everyone froze.
No one would have thought that Xu Qingnian would dare to be so arrogant and C*cky in another country?
And to directly kill the northern barbarian generals on the spot.
This …… was too ferocious.
“Xu Qingnian, how dare you kill my clan members? Do you really not put this king in your eyes?”
“Do you want to die?”
King Tuha roared, his voice like thunder, roaring directly as he looked at Xu Qingnian with bared eyes.
Xu Qingnian had killed his general without saying a word, this was a great shame, how could he not be angry?
“Shut up, my king.”
“And who are you? Even the barbarians have a king? Even if your barbarian king came, he would still be a dog in my king’s eyes.”
“If you are not convinced, then go to war, and this king can guarantee that if he kills you today, he will let my master, the king, stamp out the southern barbarians tomorrow.”
“You may not believe it, but the King never fails to fulfil what he says.”
“When the time comes, if the Sudden Evil Dynasty and the Primordial Yuan Dynasty dare to intervene, my king will launch an all-out war, and if the Sudden Evil Dynasty dares to call, Great Wei will be the first to wage war on the Sudden Evil Dynasty, and if the Primordial Yuan Dynasty dares to intervene, Great Wei will wage war on the Primordial Yuan Dynasty.”
“My Great Wei now has unparalleled national luck, what can you do to fight me?”
“Now that the Immortal Sect has entered the territory of Great Wei and forced the King to be desperate, I will ask His Majesty to prepare an imperial decree to allow the Immortal Sect to participate in the war, the big deal is that the King will give half of the national fortune to the Seven Great Daxian Sects, do you think they will conquer the war?”
Xu Qingnian opened his mouth, and his words were like cannonballs.
But each sentence caused King Tuha’s face to change.
Every word made everyone present turn pale.
Because every word Xu Qingnian said was the truth.
Who was Xu Qingnian’s master? It was the First Grade Martial Emperor of Great Wei, and who was Xu Qingnian? A half-saint of Great Wei, the world could see that Wu Ming held Xu Qingnian in extraordinarily high regard.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible to suppress the Palace of Literature that day.
He had personally taken Xu Qingnian to the barbarians and had almost taken action against him, and Wu Ming had also put down harsh words.
If he really dared to touch Xu Qingnian now, Wu Ming was afraid that he would go berserk on the spot and directly cleanse the northern barbarians in blood, and as for Xu Qingnian himself, he was a third-grade martial artist.
Whether King Tuha could kill Xu Qingnian or not was still an open question, but killing Xu Qingnian would at least be considered doing something.
I was afraid that King Tuha would not kill Xu Qingnian, but would instead let him escape.
If that were the case, Xu Qingnian’s position in Great Wei today is second only to that of the Empress of Great Wei, and as long as he asks, the six ministries will support Xu Qingnian unconditionally, and the Empress will also support Xu Qingnian unconditionally.
In other words, Xu Qingnian is actually the emperor of Great Wei on the outside.
Then every word he had just said could come true.
Once that happened, the northern barbarians would be dealt a devastating blow, with one First Grade, or even two First Grades coming back and forth to bloodbath the northern barbarians, while the true king of the northern barbarians could only bow his head and admit his mistakes.
By then the King of Tuha would also inevitably be pushed out as a scapegoat, and even his entire clan would be given up for death.
And even then, it might not be possible to make the other side rest in their anger.
This was Xu Qingnian’s strength.
This was also Xu Qingnian’s confidence.
Behind him, there was not a single First Grade, but also the entire Great Wei. Wasn’t the Northern Barbarian clan behind the Sudden Evil Dynasty and the Primordial Yuan Dynasty?
These two dynasties are only aiding them to disgust Great Wei, it’s not like they really consider them as their own people.
To put it bluntly, to offend the Great Wei Dynasty because of them? These two dynasties are not stupid.
For a moment, the fierce look on King Tuha’s face was gone, and the murderous look in his eyes was also gone, replaced by stifled frustration and uncomfortable feelings.
“No more words?”
“Mute now?”
“Calling you dogs, the king is wrong?”
“Kneel down for this king.”
Looking at the mute King Tuha, Xu Qingnian’s voice was icy cold.
Didn’t the Hao Ran Dynasty respect the Northern Barbarians? Didn’t they treat them like fathers?
Today, Xu Qingnian was going to make the Northern Barbarians kowtow and kneel to themselves, so that they could see with their own eyes how their fathers, in front of themselves, looked like.
“Xu Qingnian, you are too humiliating, you killed my clan members and that’s all, and now you want us to kneel to you? You dream.”
King Tuha roared, originally he was just holding back his anger, but now he was really angry.
“Kneel down.”
It was also at this moment that a terrifying heavenly might filled the air, and the sound was terrifying.
It was the power of the First Grade.
It was Wu Ming’s power.
Poof.
Poof.
Poof.
In an instant, King Tuha fell straight down from his horse and knelt down in front of Xu Qingnian on the spot, fear in his heart, not expecting that a First Grade martial artist had come?
As for the five hundred generals, they also knelt in front of Xu Qingnian in unison, each one trembling, although they had anger in their hearts, they did not have any resistance or other thoughts in their minds when facing the First Grade.
There was only fear, and only fear.
This moment.
The Hao Ran Dynasty boiled over, and everyone in the city was stunned, who would have thought that a First Grade martial artist would appear here?
And that it would follow Xu Qingnian?
This was, indeed, too spoiling for Xu Qingnian, right?
How could a First Grade Martial Artist be just like a guard? They really couldn’t understand why Wu Ming treated Xu Qingnian like this.
At this moment, even Xu Qingnian was a little surprised, he did not expect that Wu Ming would follow him all the way?
He wanted to speak, except that Wu Ming’s voice came into his ears.
“Shouren, I am not around you, it was the empress who informed you where you were, this is a piece of my master’s majesty to help you establish your authority, if there is any situation, crush the jade pendant, I will come at the first opportunity.”
Wu Ming spoke, informing Xu Qingnian of the current situation.
Hearing these words, Xu Qingnian then understood, but thinking about it, it was also right, he was going to the Hao Ran Dynasty alone, whether he had his cards or not, the empress would definitely be worried, and it was reasonable to inform his master.
For a moment, Xu Qingnian’s heart felt more comfortable.
The feeling of having a backstage was really cool.
Otherwise, one would probably have to waste some words.
“Whoever dares to disrespect my disciple again, don’t even think about walking out of the Hao Ran Dynasty today.”
“You will kneel and punish this place until midnight.”
Wu Ming spoke up and backed up Xu Qingnian, saying everything clearly in one sentence that if he dared to provoke Xu Qingnian again, he would be killed without amnesty.
The king of the Northern Barbarian Clan was even punished to kneel here until midnight, to him, this was a great humiliation.
At that very moment, a terrifying force erupted, and five hundred barbarian generals, their flesh bursting on the spot, turned into a flower of blood, and were directly obliterated, mercilessly.
The crowd in the city smacked their lips, no matter who it was, they could not help but feel emotion and shock when they saw this scene.
The First Grade Heavenly Might was too strong.
And it was also too domineering, killing you when it said so, you were not qualified to bargain.
Their eyes were all filled with envy, envying Xu Qingnian for having such a master.
As for King Tuha, his original pride, his original self-importance, had completely dissipated, and he knelt on the ground with his head buried, not daring to say a word.
He held back his anger, but in the face of First Cla*s, he didn’t even dare to breathe aloud, especially after the five hundred generals he had brought with him were directly obliterated by Wu Ming, he didn’t even have a bit of anger.
Not daring to have any anger at all.
If this even dared to have half an emotion, I guess he would be the next one to die.
And with the killing of the barbarians’ 500 generals.
The heavenly power dissipated and was replaced by calm.
At the entrance of the northern city, after the Heavenly Might had disappeared for a while.
The voice of the great Confucian resounded again.
“Xu Sheng, since there is a First Grade senior in this matter, we will not say much more.”
“Everything is just a misunderstanding, I hope that Xu Sheng will understand.”
He opened his mouth and bowed towards Xu Qingnian, shrugging off all responsibility with a single misunderstanding.
“Misunderstanding?”
“This Saint doesn’t think it’s a misunderstanding.”
“When this Saint dared to come here, he was prepared to be barked at by you and your dogs, only that it was fine for you to bark twice, giving deadly hatred to worship and disgracing my Great Wei.”
“But today, since it is the eve of the founding of the Hao Ran Dynasty, this saint will not punish them severely.
Xu Qingnian slowly opened his mouth, and with a single sentence, he told the other party to kill themselves here.
As soon as he said this, the face of the Confucian scholar instantly became unsightly.
This punishment was a little too cruel, wasn’t it?
“Xu Sheng, they are merely observing the rituals, this is the learning of the saints, does it need to go this far?”
A great Confucian spoke up, his fists clenched, his finger bones turning white, but looking at Xu Qingnian, he dared not continue to be disgusted, nor did he dare to shout anything, but questioned Xu Qingnian.
“Only? The sage’s learning?”
“That sage said that even when facing the man who killed his father, one should be polite and respectful?”
“And nothing more than that? Who are these people? They slaughtered my people back then, their bones were like mountains, nine out of ten rooms were empty, and they killed them outside of Jingcheng.”
“And you are still here? Still here on pilgrimage? The beasts all know that, avenging their fathers, do you?”
Xu Qingnian really wasn’t dwelling on one thing.
Rather, this matter involved the bottom line, one’s own people could insult one’s own people, and as much as they humiliated themselves and disgusted themselves, Xu Qingnian would be angry at first, but not later.
After all, it was fine to treat them as villains.
But this kind of thing, when it comes to the bottom line, it is impossible to let go.
In order to suppress themselves, a scholar from the hall of the Great Wei, worshipping towards a group of enemies, and doing it in front of so many people?
The backbone is gone.
Great Wei’s backbone is gone.
The backbone of Confucianism was gone.
In a word, a bunch of C*nts.
If they were not punished severely, these people would be even more outrageous in the future.
“Xu Sheng.”
“If you want to punish them, that’s no problem, but for them to die in gratitude for their sins, old me won’t agree.”
The other party spoke up, thinking that Xu Qingnian was really a bit paranoid.
But the next moment.
Boom.
The Zhen Di Power Battle Spear appeared.
It turned into a matchless force, Xu Qingnian was a third-grade martial artist, a martial daoist into a saint.
What kind of people were these people? Just a group of readers.
Bang, bang, bang.
Thirty-two people, all turned into blood mist, were killed by Xu Qingnian on the spot.
Not a single person survived, including the one who had just said no.
“Since you don’t agree, then you will die together.”
Xu Qingnian was extremely bland? and his voice was incomparably calm.
The entrance to the city.
The queue that had formed into a long line fell silent, and the emissaries from all over the kingdoms stared at Xu Qingnian, their eyes filled with astonishment and shock.
They had heard of Xu Qingnian’s deeds.
They knew that Xu Qingnian was extremely aggressive and arrogant, and that he was also very cruel in his actions.
But they did not expect Xu Qingnian to be this radical and arrogant.
A great scholar was killed at the drop of a hat, and thirty-one scholars were killed at the drop of a hat.
Although Wu Ming had done the same before, directly killing five hundred barbarian generals, the problem was that Wu Ming was a first-rate scholar, and he, Xu Qingnian, was not a first-rate scholar.
Another point was that Wu Ming was killing the northern barbarians, while Xu Qingnian was killing the readers.
This was the Hao Ran Dynasty.
Killing a scholar in someone else’s territory was ten times worse than what Wu Ming had done to the Northern Barbarians.
This was like riding on someone’s face.
Xu Qingnian was truly fierce and fierce.
At this moment, everyone in the city was silent.
The non-students were shocked; it was their first time to come into contact with Xu Qingnian, and they really did not expect Xu Qingnian to be so domineering.
While the readers clenched their fists, their hearts were filled with hatred and resentment.
They couldn’t understand why they couldn’t overpower Xu Qingnian.
And why did Xu Qingnian dare to be so arrogant?
It was like this in the Great Wei Palace of Literature, and now in the Hao Ran Dynasty, which was clearly their territory, it was still like this.
Anger.
Stifled.
Discontent.
In the hearts of every scholar in the Haoran Dynasty, they hated Xu Qingnian to the core.
In their eyes, Xu Qingnian was an evil demon who killed whenever he wanted to, disrespecting the saints and disrespecting their readers.
“Are there still those who are not convinced?”
At this moment, Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out, and his gaze, landed on another group of scholars.
The latter were all trembling, where they dared to disobey.
“We pay our respects to Saint Xu.”
At that moment, the crowd paid a deep obeisance towards Xu Qingnian, they were not qualified to disobey, nor did they dare to disobey ah.
Hearing these voices, Xu Qingnian was indifferent.
He stood with his hands folded and walked towards Wen Sheng City with a calm expression, but when he walked, he inexplicably made people feel domineering and arrogant.
Think about it, being in someone else’s place, running roughshod over them, killing whoever he said he would.
How not to give people a sense of dominance?
Meanwhile.
Hao Ran Dynasty.
Inside the Palace of Literature.
All the great scholars, the great scholars of heaven and earth, have watched this scene, so many of their own people have died, how can they not be angry? And how could they not hate?
You know, this is their home turf.
This was not the Great Wei Dynasty, this was the Hao Ran Dynasty.
The reason for inviting Xu Qingnian over was to disgust him, to P*ss him off, to make him look ugly.
What he did not expect was that Xu Qingnian was still as domineering, still as arrogant and still as arrogant as ever. Thirty-two scholars, including one great scholar, and one other great scholar did not speak, and so did not die.
These thirty-two scholars stained the city gates with blood.
Today was the eve of the founding ceremony, and this was a barefaced slap in the face, a slap that made their faces bright red.
A slap that made them gnash their teeth.
“Xu Qingnian, you deserve to die.”
A great scholar clenched his fist and let out a low, angry roar.
He was so angry that his body trembled.
“This is the Haoran Dynasty, Xu Qingnian still dares to do this, this man has become completely and utterly demonic in his cultivation of foreign arts, he has lost his mind, he dares to kill my scholars in the Haoran Dynasty, is he still human?”
“Lu Sheng, Xu Qingnian is like this, are we just going to sit back and do nothing?”
“Tomorrow is the Founding Ceremony, today is the eve of the Founding Ceremony, Xu Qingnian is simply stepping on our heads with this kind of behaviour, I am not convinced, I am not convinced.”
“Lu Sheng, this kind of behaviour, do we still have to wait? How about today, let Xu Qingye know the benefits of my Wen Palace and make him pay the price.”
A voice rang out.
These great scholars questioned and were extremely angry, hoping that Lu Sheng would strike now and make Xu Qingnian die here, making Xu Qingnian pay a terrible price in front of the whole world.
But at that very moment, Lu Sheng’s voice rang out.
“Tomorrow, at the Grand Opening Ceremony, all grudges will be settled.”
This was Lu Sheng’s voice, and it was also Lu Sheng’s attitude.
He did not want to strike at this time because there was no need to do so. Tomorrow, at the State Opening Ceremony, in front of the world, he would make Xu Qingnian pay the price, and that was what he wanted to do.
The thing that Wen Gong wanted to do most right now was not to kill Xu Qingnian.
Rather, it was to gather the tripod of the country’s fortune. Xu Qingnian was just an ant, an annoying ant.
All enmities and grudges will be settled tomorrow.
When this was said, at that moment, the great scholars in the Palace of Literature were slightly silent, and then they continued to speak again.
“Yes, tomorrow, at the opening ceremony, all grudges and grievances will be settled and liquidated.”
“En, there is still about half a day until the zipper, by then we will sit back and watch, and see if he, Xu Qingnian, still dares to be arrogant.”
“Arrogant? Let him continue to be arrogant! I want to see how much longer this Xu Qingnian can be arrogant, tomorrow at the opening ceremony, let him know what it means to suffer.”
“Let him continue to be arrogant now, and then tomorrow he will know what suffering is.”
“He still dares to kill my readers today, tomorrow when Zhu Sheng recovers, he will be put to death completely and utterly.”
“Xu Qingnian, you are too arrogant, this time you will definitely die, it is useless for anyone to come, even if your master comes, you will still die here.”
That one voice rang out.
The only thing that the crowd could rely on now was the opening ceremony after today’s midnight.
Inviting Zhu Sheng to recover.
They didn’t believe that Xu Qingnian would still be able to escape this calamity.
In the middle of the small world.
Lu Sheng quietly watched everything.
In fact, there was one thing that they had all overlooked.
That was that when Xu Qingnian struck again, Lu Zi, as a sub-saint, had the ability to stop it, but he did not choose to do so.
This was something that everyone had overlooked, or rather some people had noticed it, but they didn’t dare to speak about it.
That’s right.
He did it on purpose.
He had deliberately allowed Xu Qingnian to kill Confucius.
Because this time, killing Confucius was different from before.
He wanted to use the blood of these scholars to revive the Zhu Sheng, so that the true spirit of the Zhu Sheng would be more under his control.
Lest the power of heaven and earth affect the True Spirit of the Vermilion Saint, it would be troublesome.
This time, he waited quietly.
Waiting for Xu Qingnian to send him to his death.
At the same time, he could not help but reveal a smile.
He couldn’t help but smile at the thought that the Vermilion Saint would revive after his time had pa*sed.
