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

Chapter 360 Zeng Anmin: Am I a little bastard?

Chapter 360 Zeng Anmin: Am I a little bastard?
The Duke's Mansion.

After finishing their meal, Zeng Anmin and his son Zeng Shilin sat quietly in the study.

"How could a second-rank demon lord, separated by tens of thousands of miles, enter the capital region of my Great Holy Dynasty?"

Zeng Anmin's voice was incredibly deep and quiet:
"And this happened without either Master Xu or you noticing it."

"Master Xu is a first-rank array master, and you are a second-rank Confucian scholar..."

"I believe this matter is not as simple as the illusory demon lord predicting it and taking precautions."

What he could think of, Zeng Shilin could naturally think of as well.

At this moment, Zeng Shilin remained expressionless.

After a long while, he slightly lifted his eyelids:

"It's only natural for you to have these doubts."

"We, father and son, can't figure this out by just thinking about it here. We need to investigate."

"I'd like to hear the details." Zeng Anmin's gaze turned serious.

Zeng Shilin's eyes slowly turned towards the night outside the window:
"The reason we are at a loss right now is because we know too little about the illusory demon lord."

"So first, we need to figure out all of the Demon Lord of Illusion's abilities."

"If she truly possesses the ability to foresee danger and infiltrate the illusion array from thousands of miles away, then we can rule out external factors."

"If she doesn't possess..."

A glint flashed in Zeng Shilin's eyes: "There are two possibilities."

"What's possible?" Zeng Anmin asked instinctively.

Zeng Shilin said in a deep voice, "There are people who don't want their father to have a good life."

"With the help of Master Xu, I used my divine power to deduce the scene of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. I intend to take advantage of this spring examination to explore the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains."

"In the world today, only three people know about this matter."

"They are Grand Secretary Li Zhen, Celestial Master Xu of the Mystic Array Division, and His Majesty."

Hearing these three names.

Zeng Anmin frowned.

He listened quietly to what his father was about to say.

Zeng Shilin's voice turned low:

"I have just achieved great merit and have been accepted as a disciple by the Confucian sage. My ambition lies in cultivation, not in the court. Moreover, I am the only one who should be sent to conquer the demon mountain in the south. Therefore, it is unlikely that His Majesty will target me."

"As for Master Xu and Li Zhen."

“If I, your father, can expand the territory, it will only benefit Master Xu and not harm him. He will not do something that would cut off his own escape route.”

"So you suspect Li..."

Zeng Anmin's phoenix eyes were incredibly sharp.

“I am now respected by thousands in the court. Although I am only the Minister of War, I have long had an influence on Li Zhen.”

"He may not say it outwardly, but how could he truly admit defeat in his heart?"

Zeng Shilin looked up expressionlessly:

"Not to mention, if this illusion array truly allows me to discover the situation of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains and expand the territory of the Holy Dynasty in the future, how will Li Zhen conduct himself in the court?"

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath:

"In that case, he is the prime suspect."

Zeng Shilin gave Zeng Anmin a half-smile:
"You're still the same; you only know how to solve cases, not how to govern the court."

"Huh?" Zeng Anmin was stunned.

"On the contrary, he is the least suspicious."

Zeng Shilin shook his head and continued:

"His ability to remain in power for so many years was due to his cautious nature."

"Do you think he has the guts to sabotage the imperial examinations to cause my father's southern campaign to fail?"

“This…” Zeng Anmin’s mind was filled with a sense of bewilderment.

"If I were him, I would only do this after the southern campaign, never now." Zeng Shilin waved his hand, then his gaze turned serious:
"The most terrifying enemy is the one lurking in the shadows."

"Who is the one?"

Zeng Anmin suddenly felt an immense pressure.

He felt that he and his son had become stronger.

But it also means being more exposed.

All eyes were on the father and son.

This put a lot of pressure on him.

"unimportant."

Zeng Shilin shook his head and looked intently at Zeng Anmin:
“Tell me everything that happened in the illusion, every single detail.”

Zeng Anmin nodded: "Okay."

……

After Zeng Anmin finished speaking.

Zeng Shilin's brows furrowed, and he murmured:

"You said that before you left the illusion array, you saw a rather handsome man in a Taoist robe?"

Do you remember his face?

Zeng Anmin pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't remember the details, only the general outline." "Alright then."

Zeng Shilin sighed regretfully.

This Spring Examination illusion array reveals too many eerinesses.

The illusory demon lord appeared out of nowhere.

The handsome man within the illusion array.

……

Wanyao Mountain Range.

The Cave of Illusion.

"Shh!"

The illusory demon lord suddenly opened his eyes.

Her delicate face first showed a dizzy and bewildered expression for a moment.

He then slowly came to his senses.

She suddenly looked to her side.

There was no one there at that moment.

"Buzz!"

The illusory demon lord reached out and channeled his demonic power.

A bluish, illusory power shimmered on her fair arms.

"My illusory origin... is half gone... and it's all in that brat!"

Her face turned pale and then flushed.

He was obviously very angry.

After a long while, she pursed her lips tightly:
“Zeng, An, Min”.

After a long time.

Her proud figure slumped in dejection.

She tapped her head, looking quite troubled, and murmured softly:
"He possesses my primordial power. Since we share the same origin, it is inconvenient for me to intervene..."

"But will he obediently return the power of origin?"

"What price must I pay...?"

…………

"I think the Demon Lord of Illusion's abilities..."

Zeng Anmin looked at Zeng Shilin with a strange expression and said:

"Father, you don't need to be so troubled."

"how?"

Zeng Shilin raised an eyebrow: "You have a way to find out?"

"Is there a record in the Imperial City Guard's secret archives?"

Zeng Anmin shook his head.

He slowly stretched out his hand, gently raising one finger.

"Within the illusion array, the Demon Lord of Illusion poured his primal power into my body, attempting to use it to pry open the protective barrier of my soul..."

"But she miscalculated."

"But I turned misfortune into blessing..."

As Zeng Anmin finished speaking, he frowned and looked at his fingers, his mind stirring slightly.

"Om~"

A pure blue light, like a ghostly flame, swirled gently around his fingertips.

"This is……"

Zeng Shilin's eyes became blank.

"The power of the illusory demon lord's origin should also be called the power of illusion, if nothing unexpected happens."

"Next, I just need to figure it out slowly..."

Zeng Anmin still looked at Zeng Shilin with an innocent expression.

Zeng Shilin felt a chill run down his spine.

"The innate power of the demon race??"