My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 298 Zeng Anmin: I'm planning to try out a different identity.

Jiang Cheng was delighted to hear this.

A look of astonishment crossed his face.

However, before he could say anything more, he saw Ling Xuzi slowly raise his hand towards him.

next moment.

It was as if the Duke of Cao was being gripped by a giant hand.

The third-rank martial artist was captured by Ling Xuzi like a little chick.

"Bifang!"

The moment he seized Jiang Chengxi, Ling Xuzi's voice rose:
"Old thief from the East, the sacrifice of a third-rank martial artist should be enough for you to absorb for a while, right?"

Done.

His hand clenched suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Cang's expression turned solemn.

Clearly, he never expected that Ling Xuzi would think of sacrificing his teammates in this crisis.

"stop!!"

Dongfang Cang's voice rang out, and he stretched out his hand, heading towards Jiang Chengxi in the air.

But... it was too late.

Jiang Chengxi, in the void, pursed his lips.

He did not shake his head, nor did he show any sadness on his face.

He simply sighed and then closed his eyes.

"Bang!!!"

A huge force comes.

Jiangcheng rejoiced, turning into a sky full of blood and flesh.

next moment.

The crimson light of the altar beneath him flickered.

The red of the blood moon also seeped into it.

The altar cast another beam of light, which went straight toward... Dongfang Cang in the sky.

"Om!!"

Under the light, the wrinkles on Dongfang Cang's aged face visibly diminished!
He hovered in the air, motionless.

"Only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!!"

Ling Xuzi suddenly looked at the Bifang Demon King and the chubby Gu Yuqing, his voice urgent:

"Kill the Empress and sever the protective power of the Eastern Cang Kingdom!!"

"I can only hold on for one incense stick's time. If the Empress dies after that, she can pass the throne to Gu Yuqing. At that time, Gu Yuqing will transfer the nation's fortune to me, and I will be able to continue sealing the old thief Dongfang until the next Blood Moon Night. Within these fifteen years, as long as the necklace is found, the old thief Dongfang will surely die!"

"But if you fail within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, we... will all die!!"

Upon hearing the word "throne," Gu Yuqing clenched his chubby hand tightly. Without further hesitation, he drew the talisman from his waist and prepared to fight the Empress.

But the Demon King Bifang just smiled faintly.

He glanced at Ling Xuzi with a mocking expression:
"That old codger Fu Zong was able to obtain the throne and bring good fortune to the nation, but what about me?"

"Why can't I take advantage of this last incense stick's time to escape back to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range?"

"Now, with the help of the Demon King Yangli, the Demon King Xiangliu has awakened."

"If I go to seek refuge with the Demon Emperor Xiangliu, can Dongfang Cang really chase me deep into the demon realm to kill me?"

The thought process is clear.

At this moment, sweat dripped from Ling Xuzi's face.

His hand was aimed at the altar.

The spiritual energy within his body was continuously being channeled towards the altar platform.

He squinted at Bifang:
"After this is accomplished, I will add another city for you. The population of the two cities will be more than enough for 300,000 people, which is sufficient for your bloodline power to advance further!"

“And…” He looked at Zeng Anmin:
"That kid's artifact is yours too."

"make a deal!!"

As soon as these words came out.

"Ha ha!!"

Upon hearing this, Bi Fang's eyes gleamed with extreme greed.

He exchanged a glance with Gu Yuqing, who was also suspended in the air.

Without the slightest hesitation, he headed towards the Empress on the platform!
All these changes are so numerous and overwhelming that it's hard to keep up.

Zeng Anmin squinted.

The situation is clear.

Ling Xuzi offered a sacrifice to the Duke of Cao.

A third-rank martial artist, he would sacrifice himself without hesitation; he was ruthless.

As for Dongfang Cang... he couldn't move for the duration of an incense stick burning.

There were only two enemies in front of them.

One is Gu Yuqing, who is possessed by the sect leader of the Fu Sect, and his strength is currently unknown.

The other is Bifang, a third-rank great demon king.

The situation was originally extremely friendly.

Things don't look too good right now.

"Protect His Majesty!!"

The soldiers and officials reacted in exactly the same way.

They surrounded Bi Fang and Gu Yuqing.

At least three of them were fourth-rank martial artists!
"Don't fight here!!"

Ling Xuzi, who was channeling spiritual energy, reminded the two:
"I am currently exerting all my strength to maintain the balance between the altar and the blood moon."

"If the battle disrupts this balance..."

He glanced at Dongfang Cang, whose skin was slowly becoming younger:

"He will then be able to break this sacrifice!"

As soon as these words came out.

You hardly need to think about it.

Everyone was looking in this direction.

"In that case..."

A ruthless glint appeared on Gu Yuqing's chubby face:
"I will lend you one last helping hand!!" "This is my last special talisman!"

next moment.

He suddenly pulled a talisman from his waist and pointed it at the four figures: the Empress, Zeng Anmin, Bi Fang, and Bai Ziqing.

"In an instant!!"

The talisman shattered.

Four figures disappeared from the spot.

"The talismans of the Talisman Sect are truly enviable."

Seeing this, Ling Xuzi couldn't help but exclaim, "It's a pity I can't paint more."

A talisman drawn at the second-grade level.

Even someone without cultivation can activate it; this is a miraculous feat that no other system can achieve!

"Quickly, stop him!!"

A fourth-rank martial artist suddenly shouted, his spear still in hand, and charged towards Ling Xuzi, who was channeling spiritual energy.

"Hmph! Stop them."

Ling Xuzi glanced at the martial artist with disdain.

"Yes!!"

Among the seats of the Eastern Sect, several disciples of the Eastern Sect walked up to Ling Xuzi.

They managed to keep those few warriors at bay.

…………

"This is the back mountain?!"

The Empress, Zeng Anmin, and Bai Ziqing looked around.

When they saw their surroundings, they frowned.

"This talisman is truly terrifying." Bai Ziqing couldn't help but feel envious.

Zeng Anmin couldn't help but complain, "Forget about the talismans for now, what are you going to do with this guy in front of you?"

Upon hearing his words, the Empress and Bai Ziqing instinctively looked ahead.

The Bifang Demon King hovered in the air.

He looked at the three of them with a mocking gaze.

"Three warriors."

"hey-hey."

"We demons love to fight with warriors the most."

As he said this, flames suddenly erupted from his body.

An overwhelming pressure descended upon the three of them.

"Da da da."

Bifang landed and leisurely walked slowly towards the three of them.

He took out an incense stick from his pocket, pinched off a piece, and gently blew on it, igniting the incense with the flame from his mouth.

"Chirp!"

He flicked his finger, and the incense stick was sent flying into the tree and stuck in the wood.

"Time is running out, so I regret to inform you that I can only keep you company for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Bi Fang's smile became increasingly mocking.

……

"Brother, what do we do? Should we run?"

"Anyway, his target is the Empress."

Bai Ziqing hesitated.

He knew the disparity in strength between the two sides:

"Give it the artifact, and I'll beg it to spare our lives."

The Empress pursed her lips.

Her fists were clenched tightly.

Then it loosened weakly.

Every word Bai Ziqing uttered struck her chest like a heavy hammer.

That's a very realistic statement.

"Wu Lang, you should go."

The Empress's voice was somewhat hoarse:
"I will hold it off to buy you some time."

"Yes, let's hurry up and leave. As long as we're alive, we can always make a comeback."

"We'll do that later when our cultivation is sufficient..." Bai Ziqing patted Zeng Anmin on the shoulder.

"Yes, Wu Lang, you should leave quickly."

The Empress took a step forward, blocking Zeng Anmin's path, her eyes fixed intently on Bi Fang:

"Don't hesitate, I'm afraid I'll regret it later."

"Walk?"

Like a cat playing with a mouse, Bi Fang glanced at Zeng Anmin, then at Bai Ziqing, and patted his chest, saying:

"Don't worry, we can definitely leave, but the three of you will leave together."

"I, the King, will now send you on your way!!"

"sulfuric acid!!"

The empress suddenly drew out a crimson longsword.

"The Great Ancestor's Sword!"

"The divine sword that shakes the nation of my Great Jiang Dynasty!"

The Empress remained calm, holding her sword in front of Zeng Anmin, and looked indifferently at Bi Fang.

"okay."

Zeng Anmin lazily picked at his ear, his hand resting on the Empress's shoulder:

"In a battle between men, women should step back."

Then, he looked up and grinned at Bifang:
"Oh right, I forgot to mention."

"I'm not Daniel Wu today."

"I'm planning to try out a different identity."

(End of this chapter)