The Holy City of Literature.
With the arrival of Xu Qingnian, the entire Holy City looked a little different.
Originally, the readers were laughing and cheerful.
But Xu Qingnian had just arrived to kill Confucius, and with such tactics, it was both intimidating and infuriating.
But more than that, it was stifling.
From the bottom of their hearts.
In the middle of the Holy City.
Someone was leading Xu Qingnian towards the ceremony.
The leader was a great scholar, and although he was reluctant, he was afraid that Xu Qingnian would again use the issue to his advantage, so he had to lead the way.
But in his heart, he knew that today was the opening ceremony of the country.
Xu Qingnian would certainly have to pay the price for his frivolity.
At the grand ceremony, standing outside the Palace of Literature, the Zhu Sheng Palace of Literature had established a high platform, an extremely empty square area with an altar in the centre, with many sacrificial objects placed on both sides.
All the guests were seated left and right, with special viewing seats.
“Xu Sheng, your seat is in the main seat.”
The great Confucian guided Xu Qingnian to his seat, the most central position on the left and the most prominent, with a table exquisitely crafted from emerald jade and some saintly allusions carved on it, looking extraordinarily grand.
Compared to the others, although it was not bad, it was really inferior to Xu Qingnian.
This kind of treatment made Xu Qingnian feel more and more ridiculous about how ridiculous the Palace of Literature was.
Outside the city, they were like this, but when they arrived inside the city, they didn’t expect to give themselves a top seat?
What a ridiculous thing to do.
However, Xu Qingnian understood that the other party was doing this because they had the backbone, and that backbone came from Zhu Sheng.
“Brother Xu.”
It was also at this moment that a voice rang out.
It was an acquaintance.
Xu Qingnian turned his gaze towards it.
Lu Ziying.
“Brother Lu.”
Xu Qingnian wasn’t surprised, after all, Lu Ziying was a disciple of the Tai Shang Immortal Sect and had a superb status, so it wasn’t too much to ask to be invited to such a grand ceremony.
“Brother Xu.”
“You’re really something, this is someone’s home turf, you say you can kill them, aren’t you afraid?”
Lu Ziying walked up and led Xu Qingnian directly to the side of his seat, not caring at all about what others thought, he spoke directly.
“No matter, anyway, we have already torn our faces with the Wen Palace, Xu can’t be as hypocritical as they are.”
Xu Qingnian was very direct, not caring that the great scholars of the Wen Palace were right next to him, he said whatever he had to say.
When this was said, Lu Ziying was somewhat helpless and then turned to the few people in his seat.
“This is Great Wei Half-Sage Xu Qingnian, a close friend of senior brother, you also call out to senior brother.”
Lu Ziying introduced Xu Qingnian to his junior brothers and sisters.
“We have met Senior Brother Xu.”
The crowd rose up and bowed towards Xu Qingnian.
“You are welcome.”
“But I didn’t prepare any gifts for Xu, I will prepare some gifts when I go to the Great Wei Dynasty.”
Xu Qingnian smiled and said.
“Brother Xu, you’re welcome, now that the Immortal Sect has entered the Great Wei Dynasty, we are also considered half subjects of Great Wei.”
“Brother Xu, this time the Wen Palace dares to invite you to come, I think they have some cards to play, I heard that they want to revive Zhu Sheng today, the sources are more reliable, you should really pay some attention, don’t eat a dumb loss.”
“A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, you should understand this truth.”
Lu Ziying kindly reminded, after all, he did not have any problems with Xu Qingnian, although he was very proud, but what Xu Qingnian did afterwards, also convinced him.
At the time of Great Wei’s crisis, he was promoted to Third Grade Half-Saint, surpa*sing him in rank not to mention the fact that he had made the breakthrough at that moment, carrying a huge pressure on his back.
Such a person deserved respect.
“Nothing is wrong.”
“The Great Wei Wen Palace is rotten to the core, how could the Zhu Saint possibly recover.”
Xu Qingnian said casually, disbelief in his words, and these words naturally fell on the ears of the great scholars.
The scholars of the Zhu Sheng lineage could not help but sneer.
They thought that Xu Qingnian was arrogant and arrogant.
However, they did not say anything, as Xu Qingnian would pay the price for his arrogance in a few hours anyway.
The Wen Gong scholars left, not wanting to stay here, after all, the sight of Xu Qingnian made them feel uneasy.
And as the Wen Palace Readers left, some figures slowly approached.
“Eastern Continent Imperial Clan, Chen Clan, Chen Yu, meet Xu Sheng.”
It was a young handsome from the Eastern Continent Imperial Clan, Chen Clan, aged twenty-four or twenty-five, with a handsome face, appearing plump and handsome, clad in battle armour, exuding a powerful aura, a little older than Xu Qingnian in age, but with a gentle expression, he walked up and bowed towards Xu Qingnian.
“Greetings, Brother Chen.”
Seeing someone come forward to befriend him, Xu Qingnian naturally rose, and he was polite as he returned the greeting towards the other party.
“Brother Xu, this is the Chen Family’s Seer, the first ranked of the Five Great Imperial Clans of the Eastern Continent.”
Lu Ziying spoke up and made a point of introducing the other party to Xu Qingnian, not only was he a member of the imperial clan, but he was also the Shizi, a direct line in the direct line.
“Brother Lu speaks heavily, there is no such thing as a ranking of the five great imperial clans.”
Chen Yu spoke, he was not impressed, then looked at Xu Qingnian and continued.
“Xu Sheng, I have heard of your deeds, you are brave and resourceful, fighting for the people of the world, although I have never met you, but what Xu Sheng has done has already spread in the East Continent, I have long admired you, and when I see you today, you really live up to your name.”
“Under this heaven, only Xu Sheng dares to act in such a way, it is really unrestrained, admire, admire.”
Chen Yu opened his mouth, he did have a good feeling about Xu Qingnian, the character of people in the East Continent was straightforward, and martial arts were respected, Xu Qingnian was not only a Third Grade Half Saint, but also a Third Grade Martial Saint.
In terms of realm strength, he was one rank higher than him, and his dual cultivation in literature and martial arts naturally commanded the respect of the East Continent Imperials.
He could tell that Chen Yu did not just have a good feeling about himself, but his eyes were filled with admiration.
Xu Qingnian was extremely good at dealing with people in the world, and when others respected him three feet, he would also respect him three feet.
“Brother Chen is really serious in his words, come, my humble brother will drink a toast to Brother Chen.”
Xu Qingnian poured the wine and said so towards Chen Yu.
Seeing Xu Qingnian like this, Chen Yu was instantly somewhat flattered, the other party was the Prince of Great Wei, a new Saint of Great Wei, and a Third Grade Martial Artist, either of these things was no worse than his Imperial Clan’s Shishu.
Even if his grandfather was a First Grade Martial Artist, Xu Qingnian’s master was also a First Grade ah.
But unexpectedly, Xu Qingnian was so polite, and for a moment, Chen Yu hurriedly lifted his wine cup and said towards Xu Qingnian.
“Brother Xu is really as gentle as a jade, this is something that has been misrepresented outside, fortunately, my brother did not listen to others, otherwise, I would really miss such a handsome person like brother Xu.”
Chen Yu laughed, looking slightly excited.
“You are very kind.”
Xu Qingnian invited Chen Yu to take his seat.
At this moment, seeing Chen Yu like this, some people also got up and came over.
“Eastern Continent Imperial Clan, Wang Fei, meet Saint Xu.”
It was the Imperial Clan’s son again, the second highest ranked in the Eastern Continent Imperial Clan, and there were also First Grade martial artists within the clan.
He took the initiative to come over, as Chen Yu did, to show goodwill to Xu Qingnian, wanting to befriend Xu Qingnian.
“Please sit down, Brother Wang.”
Xu Qingnian remained very polite.
Even someone from the Southern Continent Barbarian Clan approached.
“Southern Continent Barbarian Clan, War Dragon, meet Xu Sheng.”
“Xu Sheng, although I am a barbarian clan, I am not the same as the Northern Barbarian Clan, our clan loves peace and does not like conquering, and the Northern Barbarian Clan only looks like us and calls itself a barbarian clan, we Southern Barbarians don’t give a D*mn about them.”
“However, if Xu Sheng has a grudge in mind, consider it an intrusion on my part.”
The young patriarch of the Southern Barbarian Clan approached, and he was very direct, informing Xu Qingnian of the difference between the Northern Barbarians and the Southern Barbarians, drawing a clear line.
Xu Qingnian knew about the Northern Barbarians and the Southern Barbarians, the Southern Barbarians were in the Southern Continent, protecting all the tribes, and rumour had it that the Southern Barbarians were born with great strength because of the help of the Witch Clan.
The northern barbarians claimed to be barbarians too, but their origins were unknown, and the southern barbarians despised the northern barbarians, their personalities were completely different.
The southern barbarians fought to protect their tribe, while the northern barbarians were naturally murderous and corrupted the reputation of the barbarians, so the southern barbarians hated the northern barbarians.
What he said was the truth.
Xu Qingnian also immediately got up and said.
“The world knows that the people of the Southern Barbarians are righteous, I have long heard of them, Brother Zhan Long, please sit down.”
Xu Qingnian got up and saluted, and Zhan Long was also a little surprised, after all, he was worried that Xu Qingnian would have ill feelings towards himself because of the Northern Barbarians’ matter.
What he didn’t expect was that Xu Qingnian was clear about right and wrong, but he won the goodwill of War Dragon and many others as well.
Soon, more and more people came over, and they took the initiative to climb up and make friends with Xu Qingnian.
This was quite normal, after all, Xu Qingnian’s status could be said to be far superior to those of his peers present.
He was a hereditary prince of the Great Wei Dynasty.
He is also the overseer of the Great Wei Dynasty and is above all others.
A half-saint of the Great Wei Dynasty, a half-saint at the age of twenty.
A Third Grade of the Great Wei Dynasty, a twenty-year-old Martial Saint.
Master is a First Grade Martial Artist of the Great Wei.
All these auras, taking out just one of them for someone else, were incomparably dazzling.
All together, how could they not be shocking? How could one not come forward to make friends?
Xu Qingnian was surrounded by a number of juniors from major powers from all over the world, who had an innate affinity for him.
Young people are already impulsive, and what Xu Qingnian did may have been a little radical and impulsive in the eyes of his elders.
But in their eyes, this is the pride of the heavens, this is the handsome man of their dreams.
If you are not young and arrogant, what can you say in your old age?
A large number of juniors gathered around Xu Qingnian, attracting the displeasure of the readers of the Palace of Literature.
“Xu Sheng, your seat is here, this is someone else’s seat, I still hope Xu Sheng will abide by the rules.”
“These are the words of a saint.”
Someone spoke up and couldn’t help but say this.
They had given Xu Qingnian a seat because they wanted him to be isolated, but what they hadn’t expected was that so many people had gathered and all of a sudden how many people had Xu Qingnian befriended?
Whether these people were really willing to befriend Xu Qingnian or just wanted to mingle, this was not a good thing for the Palace of Literature.
But as soon as this was said, before Xu Qingnian could say anything, these friends that he had just met could not help but raise their voices.
“None of your business? My brother Xu can sit wherever he wants? Why does your Wen Palace have so much farting around?”
War Dragon’s voice was the first to ring out, he was a barbarian and was righteous, especially towards his friends, don’t look like he had just met Xu Qingnian, but War Dragon was full of good feelings towards Xu Qingnian.
It was a bit hypocritical to say that the relationship was particularly good, but at least it was considered a friend, so naturally War Dragon couldn’t help but speak up.
“Is there still a division of seats? If my brother Xu wants to sit here, he will sit here? Does your Wen Palace have to have nothing to do with it?”
“And what are you? You’re not even a great scholar, so who are you to shout? A half-saint is here, and you’re still qualified to control a half-saint? Do you want to die?”
Wang Fei followed suit, he was from the East Continent and had a fiery temper, saying so.
“We talk about our business, you do what you should do, we don’t offend each other, what are you doing here rambling? If you want to be offended, open your mouth now and we will just get up and leave.”
Chen Yu also spoke, his tone full of displeasure.
“Noisy.”
“Get lost if you have nothing to do, making a lot of noise here is annoying.”
“If you make any more noise, we will leave and see if you still have the face to continue with this Founding Ceremony.”
“No wonder Brother Xu slaughtered you readers, good job killing them.”
Dozens of people spoke up, the crowd had come over to get to know Xu Qingnian, no matter what happened today, anyway, if they had the chance to go to the Great Wei Dynasty in the future, having this relationship in place would be of some use.
But unexpectedly, the people from the Palace of Literature came to rebuke them, and even tried to take charge of them.
How could this not make them angry?
This behaviour made the readers of the Palace of Literature turn pale. They were just reminding them, but they did not expect to provoke public anger.
“Don’t be angry, we have not considered this matter well enough, so let’s quickly apologise to you all.”
A great scholar stepped in and hurriedly asked his own people to apologise.
These people were all pikers, all of them brainless, and who could stop this group of people gathered together? An apology was definitely in order.
“We were the ones who were reckless, I hope you all won’t be angry.”
All at once, the group of readers spoke up, their faces pale and at the same time disgraced.
The crowd paid no attention to these few readers, in their eyes, these people were like ants.
It would be better to waste their words than to have a good chat with Xu Qingnian.
And as time pa*sed little by little.
More and more people appeared, and thirty to forty people gathered around them, all descendants of major powers.
The crowd kept chatting, laughing and talking about different kinds of things, from martial arts experience, to strange stories about the world, to some half-truths and secrets.
All in all, the place seemed to be full of laughter and more and more people were attracted to come over and want to get to know Xu Qingnian.
Xu Qingnian understood in her heart that most of them just wanted to come over and get acquainted.
But it didn’t matter, as Xu Qingnian used her social skills to make the crowd feel like they were on their feet with a few words.
These people were all descendants of major powers, so even if they wanted to come over and mingle, they would get closer and closer when they needed help in the future.
This was something Xu Qingnian knew.
This was also a way to help Great Wei expand its circle of allies a little.
But there were a few people who were particularly nice, Lu Ziying, Chen Yu, Wang Fei, War Dragon, and Xu Changbai from the Nine Extremes Immortal Palace in the Northern Continent, who had come from behind.
These few people were extraordinarily nice, Xu Qingnian had become a half-saint and he sensed that these people genuinely wanted to befriend him and dared to offend the Wen Palace for his sake, this alone was something that many people could not do.
Clang clang clang.
As the bells rang out, night had fallen and the scene quietened down as the Palace of Literature arranged a song and dance performance.
This was another of the Wen Palace’s little tricks, they had worked so hard to invite all the powers of the world to gather, naturally they didn’t want to see Xu Qingnian take this opportunity to get to know everyone.
So they arranged the song and dance performance in advance to make the crowd a little quieter.
Unfortunately, in the face of such tactics, the group simply did not care and continued to drink and talk.
The more they talked, the more spirited they became. Xu Qingnian put his social skills to perfect use by talking less and listening more, and when he heard almost everything, he would praise a few words, and then he would say a few pertinent words himself to make his position clear.
The same twenty-somethings, even a few four or five years older than Xu Qingnian, but in terms of social skills, all of them are no match for Xu Qingnian.
All of a sudden, the crowd had a feeling that they had met Xu Qingnian and their goodwill towards him was on the rise.
At the end of the day, there was still a quarter of an hour to go before the hour.
The bell rang out again.
“All of you, be quiet.”
“Hao Ran Dynasty, the Founding Ceremony is about to begin.”
“Please keep quiet, return to your seats, and wait for the ceremony to begin.”
Finally, an incomparably grand voice came from the middle of the Palace of Literature, the voice of a Half-Sage.
It announced that the Founding Ceremony was about to begin.
For a moment, the crowd became serious, and a number of them were even more filled with anticipation.
Everyone knew that today’s State Opening Ceremony, with Xu Qingnian present, was bound to not be so simple.
“Brother Xu, I really hate to see you today, I really want to talk with you for a while longer.
Chen Yu opened his mouth, after seeing him today, his feelings for Xu Qingnian had increased and he wanted to have a long talk with him, but unfortunately time did not allow him to do so.
When Chen Yu opened his mouth like this, the crowd also nodded, wanting to have a good chat for a few days.
“After the ceremony, I will go back.”
“If you all don’t mind, you can come with me on the dragon boat to the Great Wei Dynasty, and I will host a banquet for you all.”
Xu Qingnian spoke, he also wanted to have a good chat with the crowd and expand his knowledge.
Once this was said, joy appeared in the eyes of the crowd and they nodded their heads in agreement.
“Good, this matter is fine.”
“Fine, if Brother Xu does not mind, we will follow him there.”
“Then I will speak to my clan.”
“Indeed, I haven’t been to the Great Wei Dynasty yet, so it’s good to see what it’s like.”
“Quite good, Brother Xu, in this way, I’ll call on a few other disciples from the Immortal Sect by the way, and we’ll have a good chat then.”
The crowd opened their mouths, and Lu Ziying even planned to call out other Immortal Sect disciples together.
“Good, I’ll see you after the feast.”
Xu Qingnian nodded, and the crowd returned to their seats.
As for Xu Qingnian, she also got up and returned to her seat.
And so it was.
Time pa*sed little by little.
As soon as the hour of the son pa*sed.
In an instant, a burst of bells rang out.
The sound of the bells was not ear-splitting, but rather incomparably grand and deafening, and also seemed solemn and sacred.
Soon a beam of light burst forth from within the Palace of Literature.
Along with the sound of chanting scriptures, the Hao Rang Qi coalesced above the dome of the sky, evolving all kinds of visions and manifesting the elegance of the Palace of Literature.
“Hao Ran Dynasty, the Founding Ceremony, begins.”
The half-sage’s voice rang out once again.
In an instant, the sound of music was played.
A figure slowly appeared in the middle of the Palace of Literature, a great scholar of heaven and earth, and he walked out of the Palace of Literature with a golden decree in his hand.
He came to the altar, bowed three times, and then unfolded the decree.
He then unfolded the decree and proclaimed it to the world.
The text was read out in a moderate manner, followed by the prayer.
The first was to tell the world that I have established a state.
The prayer was a prayer to the heavens, telling why he was establishing a country and what the purpose of establishing a country was, hoping that the heavens would sense it and thus bestow blessings on the country, unite the fortunes of the country and pray for good weather and rain.
At this moment, in the middle of the Palace of Literature, a great scholar of heaven and earth slowly stepped out, holding the prayer and bowing towards the heavens.
He then slowly unfolded it and said in a loud voice.
“Enlightenment.”
“The heavens are above.”
“Zhu Sheng is above.”
“The Hao Ran Dynasty, the Great Wei Palace of Literature, enshrines the five saints of the world, nurtures the world’s scholars, and teaches all the people.”
“Since the death of the Zhu Sages, successive generations of scholars from the Palace of Literature have worked diligently and tirelessly to nurture countless scholars for Great Wei, making the Great Wei Dynasty immortal and prosperous for seven hundred years.”
“However, since the Empress ascended to the throne, she has been headstrong and self-opinionated, not listening to Confucianism, and has not won the hearts of the people, waging wars and wreaking havoc on the country and the people.
“We have no choice but to slaughter the great scholars of the Palace of Literature, kill the saints of the Palace of Literature, insult the saints of Zhu, and destroy the hearts of Confucians.
“Surrendering our small selves to accomplish our great selves.”
“Today, we set up the Hao Ran Dynasty, to establish the heart of heaven and earth, to establish the lives of the people, to follow the teachings of the past sages, and to open up peace for all generations.”
“I implore the heavens to bless the Hao Ran Dynasty, to bless the dynasty, to breed more scholars for the benefit of the people, and may the spirit of Zhu Sheng in heaven bless my Hao Ran Dynasty, bless us scholars from being slaughtered, and bless the people of the world from being in war.”
The other party spoke.
The words were spoken with incomparable sadness, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.
But these words instantly drew the frowns of many people, especially the few people who were on good terms with Xu Qingnian just now, who revealed their extreme disgust.
The Wen Palace had clearly broken away on its own, but now it had become the Great Wei Dynasty forcing them to break away.
Moreover, they were talking about the fact that there were traitors in Great Wei, waging wars and ma*sacring people.
It was not this that made them feel most sick.
It was the fact that the Hao Ran Dynasty was humiliating Xu Qingnian, yet they were taking out Xu Qingnian’s holy words and using them as their own dynasty’s founding words?
This was really shameless to the extreme.
There were some who wanted to say a few words for Xu Qingnian, but Xu Qingnian did not take the lead in speaking up, so they could not interrupt directly.
Most people remained silent, after all, they were just spectators.
At this moment.
Above the dome of the sky, various auspicious clouds condensed into a ball, and beams of light descended from the sky and fell into the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
The light rushed into the sky, so auspicious that the auspicious clouds even turned into dragons, transforming into all kinds of visions.
Boom, boom, boom.
The Palace of Literature responded in kind, with the Eight Jade Sacred Rulers suspended in the vault of the sky, blossoming with divine light.
This kind of light fell, appearing incomparably magnificent.
Wisps of national fortune appeared above the vault of heaven, piercing the heavens and reflecting the world.
The readers of the Palace of Literature clenched their fists, they were incomparably excited, the power of the national luck had appeared, and it was likely that the Dragon Tripod would be formed today.
Only, just as the vision lasted less than half a quarter of an hour.
All the clouds all gathered together and a fierce wind swept across the entire Wen Sheng City, with tens of millions of pairs of eyes looking at it all with deadly interest.
Everyone in the city was watching the opening ceremony.
The readers of the Palace of Literature also revealed their surprise and curiosity one by one, they did not know what was happening.
Dark clouds covered the sky.
The people in the city didn’t know what was happening, how could it be that one moment it was fine and now it had suddenly turned into this state?
“What’s going on?”
“What has happened?”
“Why is it suddenly like this?”
People were curious, but the most nervous were the readers of the Wen Gong, who could easily see hope now, but what they didn’t expect was that something like this would happen.
If anything went wrong at this crucial moment, it would be a problem.
This moment.
The wind and clouds changed, the entire Wen Sheng City began to stir, an inexplicable pressure appeared, and everyone frowned, no one knew what was happening.
Only, at this very moment, a figure appeared above the dome of the sky.
This figure looked somewhat like Zhu Sheng.
“It’s Zhu Sheng.”
“The Vermilion Saint has revealed his spirit.”
“It really is the Vermilion Saint, it’s the Vermilion Saint.”
“The Vermilion Saint has revealed his spirit.”
Some people shouted out loud, pointing at the figure above the dome of the sky, revealing a look of excitement.
These scholars even knelt down directly on the ground and worshipped towards Zhu Sheng, their bodies trembling with excitement.
In a flash, all the scholars up and down the Palace of Literature rose and knelt towards Zhu Sheng, and even some of the invited guests, after seeing Zhu Sheng’s silhouette again, could not help but reveal a look of shock and then worship.
This was a saint.
They could not help but worship.
But Xu Qingnian was the only one who sat quietly, for in an instant Xu Qingnian realised that this was not Zhu Sheng.
He had seen Zhu Sheng and knew how strong Zhu Sheng’s aura was.
This was clearly not Zhu Sheng, it was just a tactic of the Palace of Literature.
A very lowly tactic, but it seemed just right to appear at this time.
Zhu Sheng’s vapour appeared above the Palace of Literature.
Even the half-saints personally knelt down and worshipped, looking incomparably grand.
It was also at this moment that the Vermilion Saint’s silhouette slowly raised its hand, and in an instant the sound of ghostly cries rang out.
It was the sound of cries.
In the vault of the sky, clouds rolled over and evolved into all sorts of things, and the cries were more than just images of war, of people being slaughtered, of generals being ma*sacred, of blood flowing into rivers, of corpses piling up like mountains.
The human world is in a tragic state.
“Xu Qingnian, you return my life?”
At this moment, an extremely familiar voice resounded, the voice of Peng Ru, whose virtual shadow appeared above the dome of the sky, fierce and incomparable, filled with resentment, roaring towards Xu Qingnian.
“Xu Qingnian, you killed my Zhu Sheng students, heaven forbid.”
“Xu Qingnian, you killed and slaughtered the city, oppressed the scholars and corrupted the imperial system.
The voices rang out, all of them were people who had died at Xu Qingnian’s hands, and even the resentful souls of the Huai Ping County King had appeared.
They accused and abused Xu Qingnian in various ways.
Even if there were resentful souls, they could not have survived for such a long time and would have dissipated long ago.
At this moment, among the Palace of Literature.
Lu Sheng’s voice rang out.
“The dynasty is established, and the Vermilion Saint has revealed his spirit.”
“The Vermilion Saint sensed the injustice between heaven and earth, sensed the humiliation of the Palace of Literature, the Vermilion Saint revived these resentful souls, this is to allow us to punish the culprits.”
“Xu Qingnian, do you know the sin?”
Lu Sheng’s voice rang out.
Finally, the Palace of Literature could not hold back, at this critical point, the Palace of Literature chose to make a move, they could not hold back.
Wanting to sanction Xu Qingnian at this juncture.
“What is this Saint’s crime?”
The next moment.
Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out, calm but full of certainty.
“What is the crime?”
“Then this Saint will tell us today what crime you have committed.”
“You disrespected the great scholars in the South Yu Palace and wrote a poem insulting them, this is a crime of disrespecting your elders and being uncaring.”
“You a*saulted an official of the Ministry of Justice in the Wei dynasty, a crime of defiance of the court and arrogance.”
“You abolished Yan Lei and Sun Jing’an from their Confucian positions in the Palace of Literature, a crime of villainy and ruthlessness.”
“You killed and slaughtered cities in the midst of all the kingdoms, a crime that is unjustifiable and unkind.”
“You forced my Zhu Sheng Palace of Literature to secede from the Great Wei, and you have no room in your eyes for loyal subjects and Confucian scholars like us, a crime of treachery.”
“You nailed the half-saints of my Zhu Sheng lineage to the walls of the Palace of Literature and tortured Hong Sheng, this is a heinous crime.”
“You disrespected your elders, disrespected the saints, started the school of the heart, and ran amok, are these sins too numerous to count?”
“You even slaughtered the sub-saints of the Vermilion Saint lineage, I ask you, are you guilty of any of these?”
“But the real crime is that you practiced the supernatural arts, this is the real great crime, everything, because you practiced the supernatural arts, created a demon in your heart, caused misery on earth, caused the world’s living beings to suffer, this is the great crime.”
“We, the Confucians of the Palace of Literature, are not afraid even if we have to sacrifice more, but if you are harming the people of the world, it is impossible for us to sit idly by and do nothing. Today, the Spirit of Zhu Sheng has manifested and is furious because of you, Xu Qingnian, and you still do not know your mistake?”
Lu Sheng roared, listing all of Xu Qingnian’s crimes.
However, on the seating area.
Xu Qingnian looked calm and looked at Wen Gong and said in an incomparably calm voice.
“In that case, then ask Zhu Sheng to recover and just behead me, talking so much nonsense?”
Xu Qingnian was calm, as if he had the stance of concluding that Wen Gong could not revive Zhu Sheng.
When this was said, the entire Wen Palace was infuriated.
They thought that Xu Qingnian would be relieved of all kinds of things, but what they didn’t expect was that Xu Qingnian didn’t even explain, and directly told Wen Gong to revive Zhu Sheng, so they really weren’t afraid of boiling water.
“Xu Qingnian.”
“Don’t blame this saint for not giving you a chance, as long as you admit your mistake to the world’s scholars now, admit the mistake you made, abolish your own Confucian position, abolish your own martial realm, and then kowtow to punish yourself, the Palace of Literature will suppress you for twenty years.”
“This matter can be forgiven to you, knowing your mistakes and being able to correct them is the greatest good, if you revive Zhu Sheng, you don’t have any chance of survival left.”
Lu Sheng did not directly revive Zhu Sheng, but instead towered over him and asked Xu Qingnian to kowtow and admit his mistake.
But Lu Sheng would not let Xu Qingnian off the hook.
He just wanted to humiliate Xu Qingnian.
If Xu Qingnian agreed, it would be a badge of honour, and if Xu Qingnian didn’t agree, he could justifiably revive Zhu Sheng.
“It’s ridiculous, didn’t you guys break away from Wei first? Now it’s Brother Xu forcing you to break away from Great Wei?”
“Is this the disciples of the Zhu Sheng lineage? It’s really disgusting.”
An angry roar rang out, the voice of War Dragon, who really couldn’t stand the tactics of the Wen Palace.
Although he didn’t know the truth, he had heard about it, he didn’t know about the rest, but the Wen Palace had indeed chosen to break away, and now it had become forced by Xu Qingnian?
How could this not make people feel sick?
“Forced by Brother Xu? You guys can really say whatever you want with your mouths. Even if the empress was faint, she wouldn’t have forced you to break away, would she?”
“How long has this been going on? And already you’ve changed your story? You people are really disgusting.”
Chen Yu could not help but speak up as well.
Solidarity with Xu Qingnian.
“I thought today was the opening ceremony, but I didn’t expect that today was just a farce against Brother Xu, with all the talk of cultivating foreign arts, I heard that the Wen Palace forced Brother Xu to prove himself three times.”
“Three times he succeeded in self-certification, and now he’s talking about practising a different art, it really makes people want to vomit.”
“I can see why you all must talk about the supernatural arts, because you don’t want to acknowledge Brother Xu’s natural talent, so you hate that Brother Xu has practiced the supernatural arts, only then can you be comforted in your hearts.”
“Only then can you all be happy. Buddha said that all people are equal, but I think that people are divided into three, six and nine cla*ses, and you people who study are the lower cla*s, cheap to the bone.”
Wang Fei also followed suit and spoke.
His words were extremely sharp, directly insulting the Zhu Sheng lineage as inferior people.
“Shut up.”
In an instant, Lu Sheng’s voice rang out like heavenly thunder, and his holy might filled the air, shaking their Qi and blood and causing their bodies to roar.
“This Saint is mindful of the fact that you are guests, and also mindful of the fact that a few of you are not too old to be compelled by Xu Qingnian, but if you and the others dare to say one more nonsensical word and disrespect the saints, today I will execute them all together.”
Lu Sheng opened his mouth and said so.
It directly shut the crowd up.
At this moment, Lu Ziying, Wang Fei, Chen Yu, and War Dragon’s faces became incomparably ugly, their Qi and blood tumbling, suffering internal injuries, except that they wanted to continue speaking, but they were hard pressed by their clanmates.
What should be helped had already been helped, the rest was up to Xu Qingnian, this was the Hao Ran Dynasty after all, it was someone else’s home turf, if they really pushed the other side, it was possible that something would happen.
They had come over to congratulate, not to fight.
“Xu Qingnian, you still don’t know what’s wrong?”
“Xu Qingnian, kneel down and admit your punishment, and spare your life.”
“You killed the descendants and ma*sacred the city, scorned my readers, and were vicious, and today you still dare to come to the Hao Ran Dynasty, I really don’t know whether to say you have courage or ignorance.”
“Xu Qingnian, still don’t admit your mistake?”
“Xu Qingnian, kneel down, kowtow and receive your punishment.”
At this moment, a voice rang out, the voices of the readers, their voices becoming more and more intense and vicious, not treating Xu Qingnian as a half-saint at all.
It was because they knew that the Palace of Literature would resuscitate Zhu Sheng today, and Xu Qingnian would die here even if he had the most powerful means.
“Noisy.”
Xu Qingnian opened his mouth, and the thunder of the heavens rolled deafeningly, causing the group of scholars to all shut up.
“Today, this sage would like to see how the Palace of Literature revives Zhu Sheng.”
Xu Qingnian spoke.
He had been waiting, waiting for the other party to revive the Vermilion Saint, in which case he could counteract it himself.
“Xu Qingnian.”
“This Saint has already given you a chance.”
“You were the one who didn’t cherish it, since you want to seek death like this, then this Saint will make it happen for you.”
Lu Sheng’s voice rang out.
In the next moment, he took a deep breath before a deafening voice rang out.
“The Vermilion Saint lineage heeds the order.”
“Chant the holy words and gather the power of the readers.”
“Revive the Vermilion Sage.”
Lu Sheng roared.
At this moment, within the entire Sacred City, all the readers of the Vermilion Saint lineage began to chant the Sacred Words.
The immense power of the readers coalesced.
Beams of light flew in from all directions, from the entire Dust Realm, like a shooting star, into the Hao Ran Dynasty’s Palace of Literature.
The Holy Hall of the Palace of Literature.
The wooden plaque containing the true spirit of the Vermilion Saint trembled even more wildly.
The five statues of saints also shook.
In an instant.
An unparalleled power, like a torrent, entered the Hao Ran Dynasty.
This power, unparalleled, was even better than the First Grade Heavenly Might.
The guests present, too, revealed shock at the first moment.
They had heard a lot of news and knew that the Palace of Literature wanted to revive the Vermilion Sage, but most of them thought that it would be very difficult to do so, perhaps just to gather a little of the Vermilion Sage’s will.
Perhaps it would just be a little gathering of Vermilion Saint’s will, to create a little atmosphere.
What they didn’t expect was that the Palace of Literature would really want to revive the Vermilion Saint.
How could this not shock people?
Boom, boom, boom.
At this moment, the earth trembled.
The firmament of the sky, the stars trembled.
All parts of the Central Continent sensed this terrifying power, and one by one, the powerful opened their celestial eyes as they watched this place.
The revival of the Vermilion Sage was no small matter.
What Xu Qingnian had revived at the Palace of Literature before was just a little bit of the Vermilion Saint’s will.
It was not a real Vermilion Saint.
But now, looking at this situation, the Palace of Literature was trying to revive the Vermilion Saint completely.
If this revival was successful.
Xu Qingnian would definitely die.
Moreover, the Hao Ran Dynasty would also, as a result, directly forge the Dragon Cauldron of National Fortune.
Of course this was just a guess, but at the very least, it would be able to forge the Cauldron of National Fortune.
Boom boom boom.
The earth trembled, the mid-continent was in uproar, and a school of learning erupted into light, gathering towards the Hao Ran Dynasty.
One by one, the Hao Rang Qi in the bodies of the scholars also disappeared into the Palace of Literature.
Soon, this terrifying power pervaded the entire Dust Realm.
Everyone sensed that the Vermilion Saint was about to revive.
In the middle of the Palace of Literature.
There was no light in the sky or the earth, and the Hao Rang Qi was the only light that went into the wooden sign.
When Lu Sheng saw this scene, he just could not help but smile.
His figure, too, appeared in the middle of the feast.
He wanted to meet Zhu Sheng personally.
“Welcome the revival of Zhu Sheng.”
“Slay the demons.”
Lu Sheng knelt on the ground.
He shouted loudly.
All the readers also knelt down in unison with a devout attitude, hoping that Zhu Sheng would recover and put an end to Xu Qingnian.
It was also at that moment.
The wild wind gathered and all the Hao Rang Qi was absorbed by the wooden sign after
All of a sudden.
A virtual shadow slowly appeared in the eyes of the crowd.
“It’s Zhu Sheng.”
“This is the real Vermilion Saint.”
“The true spirit of the Vermilion Saint.”
“The Palace of Literature actually has the means to revive the Vermilion Saint? This is too incredible.”
“A saint, is this the power of a saint?”
Within the Holy City, countless people were shocked as they stared blankly.
But at a critical moment, Lu Ziying shouted.
“Brother Xu, run, the Palace of Literature has actually revived the true spirit of the Vermilion Saint, they really want to kill you, this is not the will of the Vermilion Saint.”
Lu Ziying instantly understood what this was, and he spoke loudly, telling Xu Qingnian to flee the place.
At the same time.
Wu Ming’s voice also rang out as he transmitted Xu Qingnian’s voice to help Xu Qingnian get out of the trap.
He also did not expect that the Palace of Literature had actually revived the True Spirit of the Vermilion Saint.
However, Xu Qingnian immediately transmitted his voice, informing his master that there was a great killing tool that was not in use.
When this was said, Wu Ming was stunned, he wanted to come over, but he could not leave, now when he heard Xu Qingnian speak like this, he gritted his teeth and waited to see what would happen.
Boom.
At this moment, the Eight Jade Saint Ruler floated above Xu Qingnian’s head, dropping a beam of light and imprisoning Xu Qingnian.
This was Lu Sheng’s tactic, and when it came to this point, there was no way he would let Xu Qingnian escape.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The Hao Ran Wen Zhong vibrated.
Trying to help Xu Qingnian escape, Lu Sheng’s voice, however, rang out directly.
“Hao Ran Wen Zhong, you still dare to help the enemy? The Vermilion Saint has been revealed, come back.”
Lu Sheng roared, causing the Hao Ran Wen Zhong to return.
After all, this was the Zhu Saint’s holy weapon, and they had harboured a lot of anger when it defected into Xu Qingnian’s hands, and now, with the power of the Zhu Saint’s true spirit, they naturally wanted to retrieve the holy weapon.
However, the Hao Ran Wen Zhong vibrated frantically, blocking the power of Lu Sheng.
It was also at this moment.
Suddenly.
A light that drowned everything appeared.
Between heaven and earth.
A beam of light.
Piercing through all darkness.
It was Zhu Sheng.
A true human figure appeared.
It was the Vermilion Saint in his later years.
With a head full of white hair, he appeared amiable, surrounded by a vast aura of righteousness, his holy intent endless and monstrous.
This was the Vermilion Saint himself, a true spirit of the Vermilion Saint.
An incomparably terrifying aura, suppressing the entire Central Continent, a power that silenced the world.
Even the First Grade, inexplicably, felt an unspeakable pressure.
The First Grade martial artists under the heavens were all silent as they looked at Zhu Sheng, inexplicably measuring and comparing in their hearts, and soon they discovered to their dismay that the power of a saint could completely control the power of heaven and earth.
This meant that although they could defeat Zhu Sheng, Zhu Sheng would not let them strike.
Having the absolute right of first strike.
This would be terrifying, to the extent that they were, the right of first strike decided everything, a true one-grade battle, a deadly battle between the two sides, you and me, but if the other side could suppress it with the power of heaven and earth before they could even strike, it would be simply insurmountable.
Is this the power of a saint?
They took a deep breath.
Especially Wu Ming, he had once thought that he could defeat a saint, but now he found out that he could defeat a saint, but he did not have the chance to strike first.
He had underestimated the sage.
To be more precise, it was that all the First Pieces of the World had underestimated the power of the saints.
But it was not that they were arrogant, it was a matter of perception. Saints do not produce one for thousands of years at any one time, while the First Grade has some in every era, not many, but at the very least.
There have also been great battles between the First Cla*ses, and they have all become familiar with each other’s power, even if they are the First Cla*s of the Immortal Path or the First Cla*s of the Buddhist Sect, they know roughly what each other’s strength is.
But saints were the only ones who were different, too rare, and there had never been a great battle between a martial artist and a saint.
Naturally, they were not sure how strong a saint really was, and could only measure it based on their own estimations.
But now.
Only after Zhu Sheng appeared did they completely understand how terrifying a saint was.
“We pay our respects to the saint.”
“I implore the Sage to help and save me from being equal to water and fire.”
At this moment, howls and cries rang out.
It was Lu Sheng’s voice.
When he saw that Zhu Sheng had revived, his entire body trembled with excitement.
This was his biggest card.
There was not one.
Not only was it the bottom card to kill Xu Qingnian, but more importantly, it was the best way to coalesce the dynasty’s national tripod, if possible, the best way to coalesce the dynasty’s national tripod, the Dragon Tripod.
If he reached this point, he would most likely be able to step onto the true path of sainthood.
He was very excited, too excited.
It was as if he had already seen the moment when he would become a saint.
At this moment, he knelt on the ground and bowed down towards Zhu Sheng.
All the scholars of the world knelt towards Zhu Sheng.
“We pay our respects to Zhu Sheng.”
The various powers all bowed in unison, facing the sage, they could not help but bow.
Throughout the entire Central Continent, all eyes fell upon this place as well.
In the Great Wei Imperial Palace, the empress clenched her fists nervously, worried for Xu Qingnian.
The six ministries, the state princes and lords, also paid their respects to the saint one by one, while also worrying for Xu Qingnian.
After all, who knows what will happen when the Vermilion Saint revives.
The Sudden Evil Dynasty, the Primordial Yuan Dynasty, the Northern Barbarians, all the powers were concerned, some were worried for Xu Qingnian, but others could not wait for Xu Qingnian to die now.
The Hao Ran Dynasty.
Outside the Palace of Literature.
Xu Qingnian watched all this quietly.
The saint’s mighty pressure covered the sky, and all living beings in the entire Central Continent felt this terrifying holy power.
The demons under the heavens were terrified, and they hid in the deepest depths, trying to block this terrifying holy intent.
But even if they hid deeper, the terrifying holy intent was still able to seek them out and kill some of the vicious demons outright.
This is the power of a saint, who can cut down demons without even having to come out of his face.
All evil spirits retreat.
It was also at this moment.
The True Will of the Vermilion Saint appeared in Xu Qingnian’s hand, and a token rose up into the air and turned into a beam of light, disappearing into the True Spirit of the Vermilion Saint.
This action was instantly caught by many people.
“Xu Qingnian, what are you doing?”
“Xu Qingnian, what was that thing in the square?”
A questioning voice rang out as they looked at Xu Qingnian, their voices roaring in anger.
“Silence.”
“He can’t make any waves before the saint, be quiet, don’t disturb the saint.”
Lu Sheng spoke up as he reprimanded these scholars.
He also saw Xu Qingnian’s actions, but he didn’t panic at all, right now the True Spirit of Zhu Sheng had already appeared, no matter what tricks Xu Qingnian played, it wouldn’t affect anything.
And as the token disappeared into the True Spirit of the Vermilion Saint.
At this moment.
The saint’s terrifying aura climbed once more.
Rumble.
The heavens and the earth were filled with thunder, and the aura of a saint swept across the entire dust realm with ferocity and fear.
The monstrous Saint’s might was as great as the heavens and the earth.
Everyone had an illusion, an inexplicable illusion, at this moment.
Standing alone in the middle of the universe, this illusion made them feel their insignificance, their humility.
It could no longer be described as a difference between clouds and mud, for the difference between the two was too great.
Zhu Sheng appeared.
True Spirit and True Will fused into one.
This moment.
Above the vault of heaven.
Amongst the calm eyes of the Vermilion Saint, ripples arose, possessing a will of its own.
In an instant, all the visions disappeared and were replaced by calmness, complete and utter calmness.
The terrifying holy might was also collected by Zhu Sheng.
He took a glance.
In an instant, he saw Xu Qingnian.
He also saw his own disciples.
Various information appeared in his mind, and everything became clear to Zhu Sheng.
“Sage.”
“I implore the Sage to save me from the fire and water.”
Lu Sheng knelt on the ground as he kowtowed towards Zhu Sheng, shouting out in unbearable grief and anger, selling misery here.
“Sage Zhu, please, save us, the demons are out in the world and we really can’t carry on.”
“Sage, you have finally revived, you don’t know how much suffering we have suffered over the years, I beg the sage to help, kill the demons and return the world to a clear and bright sky.”
“I beg the sage to help and kill the demons.”
A voice rang out, and these readers inexplicably burst into tears, and those inside the Palace of Literature cried most fiercely, as if they had suffered great grievances.
They were extraordinarily excited by the appearance of the sage, and at the same time full of self-confidence.
However.
Zhu Sheng stood in the void.
He quietly looked at the Palace of Literature, and with just one glance, everything in the Palace of Literature, had nothing to hide.
But he did not speak, but looked at Lu Zi Dao.
“What year is this day and night?”
His voice was calm, but it gave a sense of inexplicable grandeur.
“In reply to the sage, this eve is Wuchang ……. year two, five hundred years after your death.”
There was some curiosity in Lu Zi’s heart, because the True Spirit of Zhu Sheng should be unconscious, right? Why would he ask himself this?
But after thinking about it, Lu Zi did not think that it was related to Xu Qingnian, but rather that the saint was incalculable and he himself had only looked up the information through the ancient books, so perhaps he had some consciousness.
So he answered honestly, only in terms of the year, he originally did not want to say the second year of Wuchang, but after thinking about it, he was afraid that the sage would not understand, so he answered so.
After hearing the year again.
Zhu Sheng waved his hand, and at once, in the middle of the Palace of Literature, a blood-red precious jade appeared in his hand.
This was the Dragon Blood Yang Jade.
He had promised Xu Qingnian that he would fetch this item for him.
But the crowd was a little curious, wondering why Zhu Sheng had taken this object.
The Buddha Sect Tianzhu Temple and the others even frowned because this item, which was promised to them by the Palace of Literature, was now taken away by Zhu Sheng, feeling that something was wrong.
Only they didn’t dare to say anything, they were nothing in the face of a saint.
“Where is this place?”
After getting the Yang jade, Zhu Sheng opened his mouth and continued to ask.
Hearing this, a bad feeling inexplicably arose in Lu Zi’s heart, but he soon shook his head, thinking that it was because he was overthinking.
“Back to the sage, this place is the Hao Ran Dynasty.”
Lu Zi replied, with a touch of pride in his expression.
“The Hao Ran Dynasty?”
“Has the Great Wei Dynasty changed its name?”
Zhu Sheng spoke indifferently.
“In reply to the sage, the Great Wei Dynasty has not changed its name.”
“This place is the dynasty of us, the readers, and we have separated from the Great Wei.”
Lu Zi opened his mouth and replied thus.
But as he tried to continue speaking, Zhu Sheng’s voice had already sounded.
“Who gave permission for the Palace of Literature to break away from Great Wei?”
Zhu Sheng’s voice rang out, not in anger, but appearing somewhat cold.
As this voice rang out.
Lu Zi froze.
He panicked a little inwardly, but someone’s voice rang out.
“Back to the saint, it is not that we have broken away from Great Wei, but that someone has forced us to break away from Great Wei.”
Someone spoke up, a scholar, and he was brave enough to answer Zhu Sheng.
When this was said, Lu Zi immediately followed and spoke.
“Back to the sage, he is right, it was not us who took the initiative to break away from Great Wei, but someone forced us to break away from Great Wei.”
Lu Zi took a deep breath as he replied so, trying to compel the Vermillion Saint.
“Who is it?”
Zhu Sheng’s gaze was bland.
“Back to Sage, it is this person, this person’s name is Xu Qingnian.”
“A heinous and vicious person.”
The brave reader from Fang spoke once more, he was very excited, it was a great honour to be able to talk to Zhu Sheng.
Now he was pointing at Xu Qingnian, calling him by his name and planting all sorts of evidence.
When the rest of the people saw this scene, they were both a little envious and a little expectant, anticipating Zhu Sheng to strike and put Xu Qingnian to death.
“A heinous and vicious sin?”
“What’s so sinful about it?”
Zhu Sheng murmured as his gaze also fell on Xu Qingnian.
And Xu Qingnian was incomparably calm, for he knew that Zhu Sheng was brewing his emotions.
“Back to Sage, Xu Qingnian has ten major sins, one of which is disrespecting the sages, insulting them in various ways, humiliating us readers, and using martial arts to oppress us.”
The latter opened his mouth and opened his mouth with the ten major sins, the first sentence was an angry rebuke of Xu Qingnian for disrespecting the saints.
But Zhu Sheng’s voice, which immediately rang out, interrupted his next words.
“You say he disrespects the saints?”
“Then this Saint asks you, have you respected him?”
The Vermilion Saint spoke, interrupting his words.
In an instant, the latter froze in place, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
And everyone was a little surprised.
According to reason, after hearing this, Zhu Sheng should have been furious and then suppressed Xu Qingnian, right?
How had it turned into this?
“Sage, the student does not understand what is meant?”
The latter’s speech was a little trembling, he didn’t know what was going on, why was Zhu Sheng questioning himself for a good reason?
He did not understand, so he inquired.
“Xu Qingnian is a Confucian half-saint, you are a Ming Yi scholar, you are not even a Confucian, saying one sentence after another that he, Xu Qingnian, does not respect the saints.”
“Then have you ever respected him?”
“A half-saint in the hall of Confucianism, and you call him by his name when you are a mere Ming Yi scholar? Is this your way of respecting saints?”
“You can’t even do it well yourself, yet you ask others to do so? Is this how you understand what I have taught you?”
“Furthermore, when did Xu Qingnian not respect the saints? And how has he disrespected the saints?”
Zhu Sheng opened his mouth, his voice, having gradually gone cold.
Once this was said, the latter was completely and utterly speechless.
He did not understand why Zhu Sheng was like this, but when faced with a saint, he did not dare to be stubborn.
If it was Xu Qingnian, he would have angrily rebuked back, but when facing Zhu Sheng, the god in the hearts of the world’s scholars, he did not dare to be stubborn.
He did not even dare to say a word.
“Don’t be angry, sage.”
“This person may have been a little excited to be like this, Sage, you may not know how evil and sinister this Xu Qingnian really is.”
“The reason why he is like this is that he is faint with anger, sage, calm your anger.”
The great Confucian at the side spoke up, and he knelt down on the ground, turning towards the saint respectfully, explaining for him.
“Shut up.”
“Did the old man ask you?”
Zhu Sheng’s voice rang out, and his gaze was terrifying as it landed on the great Confucian.
The latter was struck by lightning, his body trembled and he fell to his knees, not daring to continue speaking a word.
“Tell this Saint what your intentions are.”
“Tell the truth.”
Zhu Sheng spoke directly as he gazed at the other party, and in a flash the power of heaven and earth filled the air.
The latter’s body trembled, and immediately afterwards he could not help but speak.
“Return to the sage.”
“I’m jealous, I’m jealous of Xu Qingnian, why is he a half-saint at the age of twenty and why am I only a Ming Yi at the age of twenty-three?”
“The student is jealous of him, jealous of his talent, jealous of his ability, I need to be respectful when I see a great scholar, and the great scholar treats me like an ant.”
“I have hatred in my heart, but I don’t dare to rage against the great Confucians, while Xu Qingnian tramples these great Confucians, the great Confucians of heaven and earth, and even the half-saints underfoot.”
“I am not convinced, I have become the dog of the Palace of Literature and the dog of these great Confucians, why can Xu Qingnian not be the dog?”
“Please ask Zhu Sheng to step in and kill Xu Qingnian, so that everyone is a dog of the Wen Palace, hahahahahahaha.”
His voice rang out, he just couldn’t help it, he couldn’t help but say all that was in his heart.
He was jealous of Xu Qingnian’s talent, but what he was more jealous of wasn’t talent, after all, it wasn’t like Xu Qingnian was the only one with talent under the sky.
What he was really jealous of was what Xu Qingnian had done.
We are all dogs of the Palace of Literature, working as dogs for these great scholars, and these great scholars can scold them if they want to.
But when it was Xu Qingnian’s turn to scold him? Xu Qingnian not only scolded back, but also trampled on these great scholars.
This made them extremely unbalanced inside.
So they hated Xu Qingnian because Xu Qingnian had become a human being while they had become dogs.
When he finished his words, the faces of all the scholars in the Palace of Literature changed, especially those of these great scholars, and they all turned pale.
“You are nonsense.”
“Ridiculous.”
“Please ask Zhu Sheng to investigate thoroughly, this person must be a spy sent by Xu Qingnian, he is talking nonsense.”
A voice rang out, and the first thing the great scholars did was to shrug it off, thinking that this was an undercover agent sent by Xu Qingnian.
“Shut up.”
A roar of anger rang out completely.
Zhu Sheng’s body was trembling.
He was trembling all over.
So angry that he was trembling.
He had heard Xu Qingnian say before what his disciple had become, but he didn’t completely believe what Xu Qingnian had said.
Now, he had recovered his true intent and appeared in his true spirit body, regulating the power of heaven and earth to make the other party tell the truth.
What he did not expect was for the other party to say such things.
If they were only jealous of Xu Qingnian’s talent, Zhu Sheng could actually understand.
Since ancient times, people were jealous of each other, and this could be there, and was normal, and could be adjusted gradually.
But what shocked him, shook him, and made him tremble with anger was this.
The reason why the other party was jealous of Xu Qingnian was not because of Xu Qingnian’s talent, but because Xu Qingnian was a human being.
They were unwilling for Xu Qingnian to become a proper scholar, hoping that Xu Qingnian would become a dog like them, in the middle of the Palace of Literature, to please these great scholars.
Is this still a scholar?
Is this still the intention of a gentleman?
In an instant.
The heavens and the earth trembled as terrifying dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning and thunder flashed, looking extremely terrifying.
This was the power of a saint, who could regulate the power of heaven and earth between his words.
“Tell this Saint, what is going on?”
Zhu Sheng roared in anger as he looked at Lu Zi, a cold intent in his voice.
At this moment, Lu Zi was trembling, he hadn’t expected that this would happen either, this was completely different from the plot he had thought of.
But when faced with the saint’s questioning, Lu Zi’s old face, full of fear, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards Zhu Sheng, saying.
“Please calm the sage’s anger, it was the student’s improper supervision that led to some bad customs in the Palace of Literature.”
“But all of this is because of Xu Qingnian, when he was in the Realm of Bright Ideas, he angrily rebuked the great scholars, and even killed the scholars and beheaded the sage.”
“Sage, take a look, there is still a half-saint nailed to the city wall in the Palace of Literature, and this is the work of Xu Qingnian.”
“Xu Qingnian has corrupted etiquette and trampled underfoot the words of the saints that you taught us, so that these scholars have begun to follow suit.”
“Please be wise, Sage.”
At this point, Lu Zi was still shrugging it off, he subconsciously thought that Zhu Sheng was just a little angry, after all, anyone who saw such a thing would be angry.
Snap.
A split second.
When Lu Zi finished his words, Zhu Sheng’s slap landed on Lu Zi’s face.
Lu Zi was smacked hundreds of metres away on the spot.
This was Zhu Sheng’s physical strength, without the help of any force of heaven and earth.
“Ming your mother’s legs.”
“I’ve put up with you for half a day, I’ve given you so many chances, and you still don’t tell the truth?”
“Why did Xu Qingnian kill Ru, don’t you have any idea in your heart?”
Zhu Sheng was so angry that he directly cursed.
He had given Lu Zi a chance, as long as Lu Zi gave an honest account of these matters, not to say that he would forgive Lu Zi, but he would give him a painful time.
If a person is not a saint, he will not make any mistakes.
But the problem was that this Luzi’s heart had been completely blackened.
All the dirty water was poured on Xu Qingnian, and not a single word was mentioned about his own faults.
The most desperate thing was that he even threw all the blame on himself, what with Xu Qingnian disrespecting the sages?
Such a disciple, it was right for people to disrespect the saint.
Having received a solid slap, Lu Zi was somewhat dazed, his body was in severe pain, although he was only a will, the power of Zhu Sheng, which contained holy power.
It still managed to cause him excruciating pain.
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the Wen Gong readers were even more dumbfounded than one another.
They had thought that if Zhu Sheng had revived, then Xu Qingnian’s time of death would have come.
But what they did not expect was that Zhu Sheng revived and first took away the Dragon Blood Yang Jade, and then began to question the crowd.
In the middle of questioning, he directly took action and even cursed at his mother?
This was completely different from the saint in their hearts, ah.
“Sage, where did the student do wrong? Please speak clearly, Sage.”
Lu Zi was dumbfounded by the blow.
But he still stood up and looked at Zhu Sheng, amazement and aggression in his eyes.
“Where did you do wrong?”
“This Saint asks you, where did you do right?”
“Do you really think that this Saint doesn’t know anything?”
“Everything is right and wrong, this Saint has sensed it.”
“What kill the surrender and slaughter the city, these foreigners, attempting to plot rebellion, the slaughterer deserved it.”
“On the contrary, you guys, what have you gotten yourselves into now?”
“You even broke away from the Great Wei and set up your own bullSh*t Hao Ran Dynasty, are you worthy of the word Hao Ran?”
“This saint asks a question.”
“Who gave you permission for the Wen Palace to secede?”
“Who?”
Zhu Sheng’s voice was filled with anger as he roared loudly, a voice that reached the entire world.
All the scholars under the sky heard Zhu Sheng’s anger.
In particular, the readers of Zhu Sheng’s lineage were trembling in fear.
No one dared to bear the saint’s wrath.
The two half-saints within the Palace of Literature had turned white with fear, and those great scholars, as well as the great scholars of heaven and earth, had gone weak with fear in their legs.
They had thought that Zhu Sheng would recover and help them kill the enemy, but they had not expected to welcome the monstrous fury.
“Mute?”
“Are they all dead?”
Seeing that the crowd did not speak, Zhu Sheng’s voice was incomparably cold as he raised his hand, and all of a sudden, the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler and the Hao Ran Wen Zhong appeared in front of him.
Snap.
With a lift of his hand, Zhu Sheng slapped fiercely towards the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler, causing it to almost crumble.
“As a Saint Weapon, you have followed this Saint for a hundred years, this Saint made you out to measure the hearts and minds of the people and set the world, but you have helped the enemy.”
“These people are rotten to the roots, you don’t care, if it weren’t for the fact that the demons of the world have not been removed, I would abolish you today.”
Zhu Sheng opened his mouth, and he spread part of his anger, directly onto the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler.
The Eight Jade Ruler shook, but more than anything else, it was afraid to react, and could only hide behind Wen Zhong, as if it was extremely aggrieved.
But Zhu Sheng did not even look at the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler, but continued to look at Lu Zi, his gaze filled with a cold intent.
“This Saint asks you one last time, what exactly happened.”
“If you tell me, let you suffer less.”
“If you still dare to hide and stammer, this Saint has ten thousand ways to make your life worse than death.”
Zhu Sheng spoke.
As he appeared, the heaven and earth also kept feeding him all kinds of information, and many things appeared in his mind.
What the Readers’ Lineage had done, what Xu Qingnian had done.
The more clearly he understood, the more furious he became, and in the end he understood completely that his own lineage was completely rotten, its roots rotten.
There was no way to save it.
Faced with Zhu Sheng’s words, Lu Zi’s body trembled as he suddenly realised that the Zhu Sheng in front of him was definitely not just a true spirit, but most likely a true spirit that had regained consciousness.
His own dream of controlling Zhu Sheng’s true spirit was completely shattered.
A true saint, you could not compel, nor could you deceive.
At this moment, Lu Zi panicked, he was utterly terrified, a lot more terrified than if Xu Qingnian had killed him.
If Xu Qingnian killed him, he still had a chance of salvation, but to cause a saint to become furious was something a hundred times more terrifying than killing him.
Thinking of this, Lu Zi knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly towards Zhu Sheng.
“Please calm the saint’s anger, please calm the saint’s anger.”
“It’s all because of Xu Qingnian, the Sage understands, if Xu Qingnian hadn’t forced us, we wouldn’t have broken away from the Great Wei Dynasty.”
“But the reason why I am like this is also selfish, I wish to promote the learning of the saints and build a dynasty of readers, may we, the readers, all be like dragons.”
“The sage understands.”
Lu Zi was still talking tough, and at this point in time, he still did not tell the truth, and was even more brazen in saying this.
“Everyone is like a dragon? You have the nerve to say that?”
“This Saint can understand why Xu Qingnian would kill Ru.”
“You are really shameless to the extreme.”
“And everyone is like a dragon, and you are promoting the teachings of the saints, are you promoting the teachings of the saints? You are corrupting the name of this saint.”
“This Saint asks you, who gave you permission to break away from Great Wei?”
“This Saint came from Great Wei, and back then, with the help of the people of Great Wei, he achieved sainthood, and it is the Holy Way of this Saint to repay a drop of water with a spring of kindness.”
“And you, how dare you allow the Palace of Literature to secede, causing Great Wei’s people to suffer, if not for Xu Qingnian’s promotion to half-saint, forcing the renewal of Great Wei’s life.”
“At this moment, the Great Wei would have been filled with woe and bones like mountains.”
“Are you all still human?”
“You are even worse than animals.”
Zhu Sheng was truly exasperated, he was a saint, by definition he would have been on top of the situation long ago, but Lu Zi’s shamelessness was beyond what one would expect.
Even he couldn’t top it.
Bang, bang, bang.
The next moment, the entire Hao Ran Dynasty, instantly collapsed and broke, all the city walls directly collapsed, all the houses directly shattered, but did not hurt any of the innocent people.
“What bullSh*t Hao Ran Dynasty.”
“This saint has been certified since the Great Wei, this saint has the blood of the Great Wei flowing in his bones.”
“You beasts, who are you qualified to make choices instead of this saint?”
“Who gave you the power?”
“And who gave you all the guts?”
Zhu Sheng’s voice, one time louder and more intense than the next.
In the end, when he raised his hand, all the readers within the Palace of Literature were all grabbed outside the Palace of Literature by an incomparably terrifying force.
Lu Zi knelt at the very front.
The two Half-Saints knelt behind and to the left and right of Lu Zi.
Seventy to eighty Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth were also kneeling on the ground, while the other Great Confucians, as well as the Readers, were kneeling at the back, and at a glance there were three thousand Readers.
These three thousand Readers were the true core members of the Palace of Literature.
They were usually high and mighty, relying on the fact that they were members of the Palace of Literature, and they were also the ones who had contact with the nations, and they were the important members.
Now all of them were caught in front of Zhu Sheng and suppressed like pigs and dogs.
At this moment, these people were trembling, their faces were pale to the extreme, the confidence they had before, the arrogance they had before, was now gone.
Because they were facing Zhu Sheng.
It was the god in the hearts of the world’s scholars.
It was the only saint in the past thousand years.
They did not dare to contradict him, not even a little.
Under such holy authority, they could not afford to resist even a little.
“You have entered the Palace of Literature and do not think of the world’s people, but only seek fame and fortune, corrupting my name and committing wicked deeds.”
“They have committed heinous sins and are unforgivable. Today, in front of the people of the world, I am going to clean up the palace.”
Zhu Sheng spoke, and as he said this, the Eight Jade Saint Ruler transformed into a sword and appeared in his hand.
Boom.
The blade cut out, this blade cut out, everyone’s Confucian position, all of them were cut, under the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, were nullified cleanly on the spot.
The Confucian positions of all of them were cut down.
A mouthful of blood spat out, they were unable to resist, their Confucian positions had been forcibly cut away, and they were severely injured, wounding their foundations and origins.
“Sage spare my life.”
“I implore the sage to spare our lives.”
“It was our recklessness in the matter of the detachment of the Palace of Literature, I hope the sage will forgive us.”
“Sage, don’t be angry, sage, don’t be angry.”
At this moment, they were in a complete panic, who would have thought that Saint Zhu would be so ruthless as to slash three thousand people out of their Confucian positions with a single slash.
All the Confucians under the Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth had been abolished.
Even if they had been deprived, they would have to die of old age in less than ten years.
This was ten times more ruthless than Xu Qingnian.
While Xu Qingnian had only ruined his Confucian status, but not his life expectancy, Zhu Sheng had almost directly killed them.
They fell to their knees and kowtowed frantically, pleading with Zhu Sheng to calm his anger and hoping that he would spare their lives.
In particular, the Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth were all kowtowing on the ground, begging bitterly towards Zhu Sheng. They had not been cut for the time being, but they knew that with Zhu Sheng’s current temper, it was only a matter of time before they were cut.
The two half-saints also wept bitterly, they had managed to cultivate to the half-saint realm, if they were cut straight away, they could not bear it.
However, without any nonsense, Zhu Sheng raised his hand and the Eight Jade Sacred Ruler once again condensed the Sacred Blade.
And this slash went against these Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth.
At the same time, Zhu Sheng’s voice also rang out, making it known to the world.
“From this day onwards, between Heaven and Earth, apart from Xu Qingnian, anyone who dares to use this Saint’s name again, speak nonsense, confuse the people and do wrong, will be condemned by Heaven and Earth and blasted by five thunderbolts, and will die without a burial place.”
Vermilion Saint spoke, using his supreme holy power to regulate the power of heaven and earth.
At the same time, he even made everything clear.
Anyone who dares to use his name to do anything wrong will be condemned by heaven and earth and blasted by five thunderbolts, these words are not a threat, but his true words.
These words are not a threat, but his true words, branded in the heavens and the earth, which will condemn anyone who dares to act in a reckless manner.
The holy words were branded into the heavens and the earth.
The next moment, the second holy blade cut down.
Seventy to eighty great scholars of the heavens and earth were instantly deprived of their Confucian status, and each of them screamed in agony.
They had less than a year to live, and one or two of them even had to die on the spot.
But that wasn’t all.
A third slash appeared.
This slash was aimed at the half-saints.
“Don’t be angry, Sage, we have known our mistake, we have known our mistake, this matter has nothing to do with us, everything was done by Saint Lu, everything was led by Saint Lu, it has nothing to do with us.”
“Yes, yes, I implore the sage to be clear, this matter, really has nothing to do with us, we have already known our mistake, now immediately move the Palace of Literature back to Great Wei.”
The two half-saints were completely panicked and trembling, they did not want to end up in this situation, and from the beginning to the end, they did not step in to do anything.
Everything was led by Lu Sheng, and they were merely following Lu Sheng’s orders.
Now that they had to pay such a price, they naturally felt aggrieved and resentful.
Unfortunately, the third blade fell straight down, merciless to the extreme.
Poof.
Poof.
The two spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces pale to the extreme as the holy qi in their bodies leaked straight away.
The half-saint realm that they had worked so hard to cultivate all their lives was directly destroyed.
This made them incredibly uncomfortable.
They wanted to vent their anger, but looking at Zhu Sheng’s incomparably cold gaze, the two of them simply did not dare.
People smacked their lips, and everyone present was dumbfounded.
In everyone’s eyes, Xu Qingnian was simply a freak. It was only logical that the Palace of Literature had revived Zhu Sheng, yet they had not expected that Xu Qingnian would be able to turn defeat into victory.
Moreover, from the beginning to the end, Xu Qingnian did not say a word, it was Zhu Sheng who took the initiative to come out in a big way.
They were curious, what was Xu Qingnian’s charm?
Why could he get so many people to unconditionally support him and unconditionally help him?
First, he was a First Grade Martial Artist.
Now he was a First Grade Literature Saint.
The most desperate thing was that this First Grade Saint was also revived by the Palace of Literature itself.
If it hadn’t revived the Zhu Saint, there wouldn’t have been so much going on.
At the very least, even if Xu Qingnian was arrogant and arrogant, he would not be able to suppress the Hao Ran Dynasty.
If the Vermilion Saint is not revived, the Hao Ran Dynasty can be established and the dynasty’s qi tripod can be gathered, so it is not a loss at all.
He might even be able to disgust Xu Qingnian, not to say suppress him, but make him suffer for a while, no problem at all.
Now, Xu Qingnian is definitely not uncomfortable at all, and if it weren’t for the presence of the sage, he would probably be laughing out loud.
What was hard to bear was the Wen Gong lineage, each and every one of them was miserable.
This time, it was a real genesis.
The seated platform.
Xu Qingnian also smacked his lips a little.
He knew that Zhu Sheng was holding back his anger, but he did not expect that Zhu Sheng’s righteousness would be a little exaggerated.
One slash slashed three thousand Confucians in the Palace of Three Thousand Writers.
One slash slashed eighty-four Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth.
One slash cut two half-saints.
It felt just like cutting a watermelon.
To be honest, if it were me, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to do such a ruthless job.
This time, Wen Gong was really unlucky.
No, it wasn’t bad luck, it was bad luck in eight lifetimes.
Three thousand scholars knelt in front of Zhu Sheng.
Lu Zi’s body was trembling, and there was fear in his eyes, as well as incomprehension and resignation.
He could not understand why this was not what he had imagined.
He could not understand why Zhu Sheng did not choose to help himself, but chose to help Xu Qingnian?
Why was this?
He was unwilling, unwilling to understand why every time Xu Qingnian could turn defeat into victory.
Yet.
This moment.
The fourth slash appeared.
This slash was prepared for Lu Zi.
“Sage, the student is not convinced.”
Feeling this terrifying oppression, Lu Zi clenched his fists as he let out an extremely resigned voice.
However, Zhu Sheng paid no attention to Lu Zi.
Boom.
The sword Qi collapsed and turned into a terrifying thunder.
Ka-ching.
A thunderbolt fell straight down and struck directly at Hong Zhengtian, who was pinned in the middle of the Palace of Literature.
It was.
It was Hong Zhengtian, not Lu Zi.
“Ah.”
A miserable and incomparable scream rang out.
Hong Zhengtian had been pretending to be dead, and at first, when the saint revived, he was excited, thinking that his day of deliverance had arrived.
But as things got weirder and weirder, he shut up and tried to play dead to escape this calamity.
Although it was extremely painful now, at least he was still alive and he did not want to touch the mould of the Vermilion Saint.
What he just didn’t expect was that he kept quiet and was still targeted by Zhu Sheng.
What made him desperate was this.
Zhu Sheng had even invoked the power of heavenly thunder to blast himself to death.
This was simply the ultimate torture.
Hong Zhengtian’s flesh exploded, he did not have Xu Qingnian’s flesh and was in such pain that his body twitched on the spot.
Another thunderbolt fell.
Hong Zhengtian’s tendons and bones broke off directly, cracking inch by inch, and he was in so much pain that his eyes were bared and his teeth were gritted.
“Sage spare your life, Sage spare your life.”
“Sage, wrong, Sage, I was wrong.”
“I was wrong, it was my fault, I shouldn’t have done this, Sage, please forgive me for the sake of what I have done for the Palace of Literature all these years.”
Hong Zhengtian cried out loudly, he didn’t have any backbone left, he only hoped that Zhu Sheng could spare him, otherwise, he would die of pain alive.
Only, Zhu Sheng simply ignored this Hong Zhengtian.
He had said that he would personally deal with this person.
Since he had said it, he, Zhu Sheng, would do it.
But doing so was not only for punishment, but also to give Lu Zi one last chance.
This was a sub-sage, who had made it this far, and could not really be serious about bad deeds.
For the sake of Lu Zi being a sub-sage, Zhu Sheng gave him one last chance.
Tell the truth about everything.
“Tell this Saint.”
“What exactly has happened.”
Zhu Sheng looked at Lu Zi, his voice cold and terrifying.
Feeling this cold and terrifying gaze of Zhu Sheng.
Inside Lu Zi’s heart was fear.
Unparalleled fear.
But he couldn’t say anything, he knew he would die a worse death if he spoke out.
“Sage, I am not convinced.”
“This is not fair.”
“You are biased towards Xu Qingnian.”
Lu Zi did not answer Zhu Sheng’s question, but continued the conversation onto Xu Qingnian.
Thinking that Zhu Sheng was unfair.
He was not convinced.
Once this was said.
Zhu Sheng let out a deep sigh.
He looked at Lu Zi.
The last bit of expectation among his eyes had disappeared.
This lineage.
It was completely rotten to the core.
It was so rotten that there was no remedy.
Thinking of this.
Zhu Sheng turned around, he looked at Xu Qingnian and slowly spoke.
“Shouren.”
The voice rang out.
Xu Qingnian immediately bowed respectfully towards the saint.
“The Sage is above.”
Xu Qingnian spoke.
“I give you two choices.”
“One, I will eradicate all the scholars for you, abolish 90% of the scholars in the world who are Confucians, and return the heaven and earth to their righteousness, but if you do so, there will be unimaginable turmoil in the world, so you must promote the study of the heart, become a saint as soon as possible, and pacify the turmoil.”
“Secondly, I will kill all the Confucians in the Palace of Literature, but I cannot help with the rest, the future is still up to you.”
“Make your choice, no matter what, I will not blame you.”
“All the karma will be borne by me.”
Zhu Sheng slowly spoke.
With a single word, the world was completely stunned.
What did this mean?
Abolish the world’s readers?
The world was silent.
The world’s scholars were dumbfounded.
They were frozen in place.
Incredulous.
