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

Chapter 446: Taking my father and Dean Shi along, we fight a second-grade array master and a second-grade demon lord.

The Han River is roaring.

"boom!!"

The turbid river water, carrying unmelted ice fragments, crashes against the jagged rocks on both banks with the force of a stampede of ten thousand horses.

There was a deafening roar.

Heavy snow covered the southern mountains as far as the eye could see.

The continuous mountain ridges are outlined into a silvery-white world.

“Since that’s the case, then…” A hint of greed flashed in Shen Nian’s calm eyes.

"Giggle..."

"Young Master Shen, why don't we launch a surprise attack tonight and kidnap Zeng Anmin?"

The illusory demon lord's stunningly beautiful face became even more radiant.

"There's no need for such trouble, let's do it now."

A nonchalant voice suddenly rang out on the surface of the Han River.

Shen Nian and the Illusory Demon Lord were both taken aback, and then looked up toward the source of the sound.

"Who?!"

Shen Nian and the Illusory Demon Lord squinted.

Then, four figures slowly descended from the sky.

Zeng Shilin, Zeng Anmin, Shi Ze, Liu Shishi...

The four people were suspended above the turbulent river.

The hem of his coat fluttered in the biting cold wind.

Their gazes pierced through the wind and snow, firmly fixed on the two figures in the middle of the river.

"We meet again, Demon Lord of Illusion. How have you been these days?"

Zeng Anmin had a strange smile on his face.

At that moment, he was incredibly confident.

Behind him were two second-grade Quasi-Saints and a third-grade Array Master.

In addition, he himself possessed the combat strength of a third-rank martial artist and the cultivation level of a third-rank Confucian scholar.

They paid no attention to the two figures in front of them.

"Zeng Anmin?"

Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's voice, a fierce killing intent flashed across the face of the illusory demon lord:
"I was planning to look for you, but you've come looking for me?!"

Shen Nian also slowly spoke:
"Since you're here, then I'll borrow your power of illusion!"

He wore an old, faded Taoist robe, his figure as upright as a solitary peak, standing firmly on the crest of a surging wave.

He looked at Zeng Anmin indifferently, as if he regarded Zeng Shilin and Dean Shi Ze, two second-rank quasi-saints, as nothing.

The seemingly ordinary whisk in his hand now had its silver strands standing on end.

The tip of the sword gleamed with a blinding cold light, creating an eerie resonance with the surging river below and the swirling snow.

"Remember to share half with me, Mr. Shen~"

The Demon Lord of Illusion gave Shen Nian a flirtatious wink with a beaming smile.

Barefoot, I touched an illusory wave.

The emerald green leaves barely concealed the beautiful spring scenery.

With a glance, it seemed as if they could steal one's soul.

She exuded a faint fragrance, which mingled strangely with the salty, fishy smell of the river.

Gee...

"To be honest, I really want to fight you guys."

Zeng Anmin's tone held a hint of regret as he looked up at the heavy snowfall and said:

"Unfortunately, I have more important things to do."

As he spoke, he led Liu Shishi back two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) and shielded Dean Shi and Zeng Shilin in front of him.

"Father, Dean Shi, I'm entrusting these two to you."

"Ah."

No unnecessary words.

The figures of Shi Ze and Zeng Shilin floated up to him.

The two elders remained expressionless as they looked at the illusory demon lord and Shen Nian.

"How so? It's not too late to leave now."

The Demon Lord of Illusion gently raised his fox-like eyes and raised an eyebrow at Shen Jun.

"Leave?" Shen Nian narrowed his eyes: "Before obtaining the power of illusion, how could I possibly just leave?"

"Then... let's fight!"

Dean Shi is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much.

He was the first to exert himself, his hair and beard bristling, his eyes wide with rage.

A surge of righteous aura, azure blue, erupted!
A simple bamboo scroll unfurled with a "whoosh".

Countless golden characters swam like fish that had come to life.

"The sage said, 'Evil spirits, begone! Rest!'"

boom!
An overwhelming and irresistible suppressive force suddenly descended!

Within a radius of a hundred feet, the raging wind and snow seemed to be suddenly suppressed by an invisible giant hand!

Large snowflakes froze in mid-air, and the howling wind abruptly stopped!

Even the roaring Han River seemed to be slowed down at this moment.

However, the silence lasted only a moment.

"Come!!"

Shen Nian's eyes were icy cold as she lightly swept her whisk across the frozen surface of the river!
The movements appear casual, yet they contain a sharpness capable of tearing through space!
"break!"

Snap! Snap!

The frozen space shattered like a mirror!

The frozen waves and snowstorms instantly resumed their raging fury, becoming even more ferocious than before!
"Chirp chirp chirp!!"

Countless enormous ice spikes suddenly shot out from the surging river!

Each icicle is crystal clear.

Inside, countless ice runes shimmered with a ghostly blue light!
They tore through the air, shrieking and raining down on everyone!
“Bang bang bang!!”

The wind and snow that had been briefly suppressed by the word "fixed" in the sky now transformed into a storm of countless swirling, sharp ice blades, sweeping in from all directions!

"Hmph!" Shi Ze snorted coldly.

The golden bamboo slips shone even brighter, and more golden characters surged forth, transforming into countless tiny golden characters.

Precisely heading towards those most threatening, massive ice spikes.

“Bang bang bang!!!”

The golden scimitar collided with the runic ice cone.

It burst forth with blinding light and a series of loud bangs.

"I've long wanted to spar with Dean Shi, and today my wish has finally come true!"

Shen Nian's voice rang in everyone's ears.

He said this, but his face showed a hint of seriousness.

No one dares to take a light look at the duel between two ranks!

Shen Nian dared not be negligent and stomped his foot heavily!
"Boom!!!"

In the churning river beneath their feet, even more complex and massive dark blue array patterns suddenly lit up!

The raging river water seemed to be stirred up by an invisible giant hand, instantly forming a huge whirlpool with a diameter of tens of meters!
At the center of the vortex, the purest water element and the chilling power of ice essence condensed wildly.

It transformed into a massive, heavy, deep blue ice crystal shield, infused with countless mysterious runes.

They bravely faced the descending blue "镇" (zhen, meaning "suppress") character!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

It was like two stars colliding!

The deafening roar made the entire Han River canyon tremble!
A terrifying shockwave exploded in a ring, and a visible white blast swept across the battlefield!

The river surface was blasted open, creating a huge, bottomless hole!

The turbid river water, mixed with broken ice, was thrown dozens of feet high, like a muddy ice rain!

The array patterns beneath Shen Nian's feet flickered violently, their light fading and shifting. He let out a muffled groan, his body swaying, and a streak of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Shi Ze also turned pale.

The enormous character "镇" (town) lost its golden luster and flew back.

The power of a second-rank official is so great that even heaven and earth tremble!

Almost at the same time that Shi Ze launched the "suppression" strategy.

The Demon Lord of Illusion has made his move.

She lightly touched the air with her bare feet, and her figure disappeared like a dream bubble. The next moment, she appeared on Zeng Shilin's side.

"Taste the flavor of illusion~"

A seductive voice echoed through the valley.

With a light wave of her hand, the illusory demon Jun Su sent a wisp of soft pink mist silently spreading, instantly enveloping Zeng Shilin.

In the mist, a stunningly beautiful woman, captivating all who behold her, smiles with a charm that is utterly mesmerizing.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, with loved ones dying tragically—a truly horrific scene!
The alluring illusions coiled around him like venomous snakes.

"Little tricks!"

Zeng Shilin stood in the void, his scholar's robe motionless.

His face was calm as an ancient well, and his phoenix eyes held only a clear understanding that saw through falsehood.

Faced with the overwhelming illusion and inner demons, he parted his thin lips slightly.

The voice wasn't loud, but it resonated deep within the soul:
The sage said: All illusions are but bubbles!

Follow your words!
A pure, upright, and boundless righteous will suddenly erupted!

Like an invisible purifying light sweeping across!
The pink mist churned violently, hissing as it dissolved!
Those alluring beauties and terrifying hellish scenes vanished like snow under the scorching sun!

A dark look flashed across the beautiful face of the illusory demon lord.

The figure was forced to solidify in the void for a moment.

"Confucian scholars!!"

Her voice was filled with gritted teeth.

It was obvious that she knew a great deal about how Confucianism could restrain the demon race.

"Demon! Bind!"

Zeng Shilin pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed it in mid-air!
The righteous energy instantly condensed into countless golden chains of order, which wrapped around the illusory demon lord!

Holy runes flowed along the chains, specifically designed to subdue all evil spirits and falsehoods!
"retreat!!"

The illusory demon lord's figure flashed, transforming into streaks of green light, and he retreated abruptly!

However, the righteous spirit shines like the sun on all living beings; where can you retreat to?

"Humph~"

A muffled groan came from deep within the throat of the illusory demon lord, and her face turned even paler.

………………

"faster!"

Zeng Anmin looked at Liu Shishi in front of him and kept urging her on.

At this moment, Liu Shishi was sitting cross-legged in the void.

Eyes closed.

She clenched her teeth, her voice heavy and serious:

"Mysterious mind is clear and bright, the array's core is in sync!"

A pure spiritual force, like a spider web, spread in all directions.

Her spiritual energy struggled to navigate the turbulent, murky river, carefully avoiding the chaotic currents stirred up by the clash between the stones and the rocks.

It delicately captures that illusory power mixed with the array of Taoist techniques.

Time passed by in a flash.

Zeng Anmin stood beside Liu Shishi with his arms crossed, protecting her.

He was getting impatient.

Just as he frowned, Liu Shishi's delighted voice rang out:

"found it!"

"Hmm?" Zeng Anmin's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Where?!"

Liu Shishi speaks extremely fast:
"About ten zhang below the whirlpool in the middle of the river, there is a moving ice node!"

At this point, Liu Shishi took a deep breath:

"This object possesses extremely high energy; be careful of backlash!"

"Understood!" A fierce glint flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes!
"boom!!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he took a deep breath, and his martial arts true energy erupted, forming a solid protective aura!

A third-rank martial artist is capable of anything, from flying to diving into the sea!

Although I still can't breathe underwater, holding my breath for several hours is definitely within my grasp.

"Buzz!"

There was a flash of light.

A short, menacing-looking axe appeared in his hand.

"Be careful!" Zeng Anmin looked up at the chaotic battle between the four people above.

He then gave Liu Shishi some instructions.

"Pfft~"

The sound of water entering the vessel rang out.

He plunged headfirst into the raging, icy Han River!

The underwater world is murky.

But this had no effect on the eyesight of a third-rank martial artist.

Zeng Anmin held his breath and rapidly descended towards the icy core hidden deep at the bottom of the river!
The deeper you go, the lower the water temperature becomes.

The stronger the tearing force of the water flow!

But none of this affected him. If a third-rank martial artist was afraid of water, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?

He was moving at an extremely fast speed; in the blink of an eye, he had already descended more than ten zhang.

Finally, at the bottom of the dark river, he saw it!

Before his eyes, a deep blue light shone, so intense it was blinding.

A complex polyhedron, the size of a millstone, composed of countless layers of extremely compressed, dark blue ice, came into view.

It floats on the turbulent waters at the bottom of the river, yet it seems to be a self-contained entity, undisturbed by the current.

"Gudonggudong~"

It's just like drinking cola with a straw.

Countless condensed, pale white streams of cold air, like tentacles, extended from its core and sank deep into the earth's veins, greedily drawing energy.

"Buzzing."

It's like a sophisticated machine, constantly running without stopping.

The cold air it emitted made the river water within a few feet around it become viscous.

This created a realm of absolute low temperature!

This is the "heart" that sustained the blizzard for two months!
"It's you, you fucking!"

Zeng Anmin's phoenix eyes narrowed suddenly.

He forced himself to endure the terrifying chill that almost froze his soul, and gripped the short axe tightly with both hands!

On the axe blade, martial arts true energy intertwined wildly.

"Slay all three, and be utterly disgraced!!"

His eyes turned crimson at that moment.

The short axe slammed down fiercely towards the slowly rotating ice crystal core!
"boom!!!"

Just as the axe blade was about to strike the core at the critical moment!
Out of the corner of Zeng Anmin's eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the silt deeper beneath the ice crystal core.

There, it is not just cold rocks and mud.

"what is that??"

Zeng Anmin's brows furrowed tightly. It seemed that Liu Shishi hadn't told him about anything other than the core of the "snow array"...

He saw a gigantic creature.

Although it was only for a brief moment, he did catch a glimpse of a massive silhouette out of the corner of his eye, like an ancient behemoth...

The outline was faintly covered with extremely ancient and enormous patterns.

Those patterns seem to be faintly connected to the water veins of the entire Han River, and even the terrain of Lingyun Mountain further away!
A very faint tremor seemed to seep out from that dark outline.

"Could there be some extraordinary adventure in the waters of the Han River?"

But the enormous outline only flashed by, as fast as an illusion.

At the moment when the destructive power of the short axe was about to be unleashed.

This thought only flashed through Zeng Anmin's mind for a moment before he seriously shifted his focus to the core of the "snow formation".

"boom!!!"

"Click!!!"

The short axe, imbued with unparalleled power, cleaved fiercely into the spinning ice crystal core!
Contrary to expectations, the outer layer of ice at the core was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, just like fragile glass!

No formation core can withstand a brute-force blow from a third-rank martial artist!
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying cold energy that had been accumulating for an unknown period of time erupted like a pierced primordial ice eye!
Zeng Anmin was the first to be hit! Even with protective qi and illusory power protecting him, he felt as if his blood was about to freeze!

"Walk!!"

Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the surface of the river.

Before leaving, he frowned and glanced again into the depths of the river.

"That enormous creature just now... was it really just my imagination?"

…………

On the river.

The four-person melee continues!

But after Zeng Anbian cleaved down the river with that axe.

The heavy snowfall suddenly stopped!
The thick clouds dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The crisp, cold winter sunlight streamed down!

On the river.

The azure runes that had sustained the wind and snow seemed to have been drained of all their power, turning into streaks of light and vanishing!

Shen Nian, who was fighting Shi Ze, was struck as if by a tremendous force the moment his core exploded.

His body suddenly arched, blood gushed out, and his breath instantly weakened to the extreme.

He glared venomously at the water below.

"Zeng Anmin!!"

The sound was extremely deep...

"retreat!!!"

Without hesitation, he crushed a dark, twisted jade talisman.

"Buzz!"

Enveloped in spatial fluctuations, the figure vanished instantly.

The illusory demon lord's alluring body trembled. Seeing that Shen Nian had retreated, he had no desire to continue the fight.

He then took a deep look at the river.

A strange, indescribable smile flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"I'm leaving now, young master Zeng. Take good care of yourself when we meet again!"

Then, her figure vanished without a trace before Zeng Shilin could close in with his chains.

"Bang!!!"

Zeng Anmin, panting heavily, suddenly flew out from the calm water.

It created a splash that was ten feet high.

"Father! Dean Shi, I've come to help you!!"

"Uh...where are they??"

He stared blankly at Shi Ze and Zeng Shilin.

Shi Ze retrieved the bamboo slip, his face slightly pale. Staring at the spot where Shen Nian had disappeared, he said in a deep voice:
"Ran."

Liu Shishi was exhausted. She leaned on her knees, panting, and looked at the river surface, which had returned to calm.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she remained silent, her thoughts unknown.

"Thankfully, the snow has finally stopped." Zeng Anmin looked up at the ray of sunlight peeking through the clouds and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The army's advance was no longer hindered."

No one answered Zeng Anmin's question.

Zeng Shilin's gaze was indifferent as he slowly drifted down to Zeng Anmin's side.

His gaze swept across the river and the mountains on the opposite bank with lightning speed, his voice steady and powerful:

"The snow has stopped, but it's not the end; it's just the beginning."

"Order the three armies to fortify their camps and send out scouts in large numbers."

"Strictly investigate the hydrology of the Han River and the terrain of the southern mountains! Without orders, no soldier may leave the camp even a step! Remain humble and cautious, and hold your position while awaiting an opportunity!"

"Yes!"

Seeing his father so serious, Zeng Anmin naturally wouldn't refuse his father's request in front of everyone, so he bowed respectfully to Zeng Shilin.

Then a wave of fatigue washed over me.

He subconsciously moved his still somewhat stiff right hand.

My fingertips unconsciously brushed against the rushing river beside me.

The Han River is the great river that separates the Wan Yao Mountain Range from the human habitat!

Its vastness is no less than that of the legendary South China Sea.

He looked up.

Under the sunlight, the turbid Han River surges on and on, its waves crashing against the rocks.

Because of the recent major battle, the Han River was splashing even higher...

"Shen Nian, the Demon Lord of Illusion has been defeated. Next, we will split into two groups."

"The Emperor has commanded the allied forces of Jiang and Er Kingdoms to conquer the southern mountains with overwhelming force!"

"As for you and me, father and son..."

Zeng Shilin's gaze slowly fell on Zeng Anmin:

"They also have to preside over the enthronement ceremony for the new emperor."

"Understood!" Zeng Anmin bowed to Zeng Shilin again.

"Let's go."

Although Dean Shi looked a little pale, he was fine.

"Walk."

The four of them slowly floated up and headed towards Qinghai City.

The continuous heavy snow finally stopped.

The sunlight tried its best to warm the canyon.

The melting snowmelt flows into the great river...

(End of this chapter)