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

Chapter 453 Facing Master Xu Again!

What is the concept of "first-class"?
The pinnacle of human achievement!

In the world today, there are only three people who can reach this level.

Firstly, the Holy Ancestor fought in the south and north, subdued dragon veins, slew demons, established the Mysterious Array Bureau, and became famous throughout the world. He was Xu Huai, also known as Master Xu.

Secondly, he helped Emperor Taizu of Jiang unify the south, explore the Buddhist and Taoist traditions, and forge his own path, which attracted the attention of everyone in the world. The Jiang Kingdom even revered him as their ancestor, naming him Dongfang Cang!

Thirdly, the Daoist Sword Sect has been out of the public eye for a long time, but when it does appear, the whole world is shocked. The current leader of the Daoist sect is Dao Shou'er!
Of course, there was also the Xiangliu Demon Emperor, who had already died at the hands of Zeng Shilin.

Apart from these names, no other first-rank officials could be found.

The two dynasties of Sheng and Jiang have spanned a thousand years. Countless heroes have emerged, yet their achievements are as numerous as the fish crossing the river, with the highest-ranking among them only reaching the second rank.

However, a thousand years later, you say another first-rank official has emerged?!
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The Great Holy Dynasty.

Yan'an Road.

Yan'an Road comprises three prefectures and three counties.

Heading north from Fengqi Road, you will pass through three counties.

Jiang Linfeng, the Governor-General of Yan'an Road, was sitting in his bedroom at this moment.

He may not look very old, but he is actually well over fifty.

His eyes were calm and still, yet they were as captivating as a young man's.

Of course, what's most eye-catching is his hooked nose right in the center of his face.

It added a touch of gloom to his already imposing face.

"Da da da."

Jiang Linfeng tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table.

There were no files or books on the table.

What was displayed was a sword that made people afraid to look directly at it.

The sword is a deep blue color, and its blade is sharp and piercing.

He was a warrior, and the only governor among the seven routes of the Great Sage who was a warrior himself!

Just as Jiang Linfeng was tapping the table expressionlessly.

A voice sounded.

"Father, things have come to this, what should we do?"

Opposite him sat a robust man in his thirties, who bore an eighty percent resemblance to Jiang Linfeng, also possessing a striking hooked nose.

Jiang Linfeng looked up expressionlessly, his large knuckles pausing, and asked calmly:
"What do you think?"

Jiang Qi squinted and took a deep breath:

"Now that Zeng Shilin has broken through to the first rank, the military might of Qinghai City, which is in line with the general trend of the world, is rightfully his."

Why should we risk our lives for that Master Xu?

"Emperor Lide is a direct descendant of the Holy Dynasty. Once he arrives in the capital, he will surely receive the assistance of the imperial lineage."

At this point, Jiang Qi slowly stood up and looked directly at Jiang Linfeng:
"I believe that we should respectfully welcome Emperor Lide, closely follow the army northward, and strive for this great merit of following the emperor!"

Jiang Linfeng's expression remained calm.

His rhythm was not disrupted by the voice of his eldest son.

Yan'an Road is the gateway to the Master's school.

He could say that as long as he catches up with the momentum of Qinghai City...

Then Emperor Lide's arrival in the capital and the recapture of Shenjing would be a piece of cake!
After a long while, Jiang Linfeng slowly raised his head and fixed his gaze on Jiang Qi's face.

A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"So you also think that Wenqing Gong's breakthrough to the first rank is already confirmed?"

Ok?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qi's expression faltered slightly.

"Is not it?"

His face showed a hint of stiffness.

"hehe."

Jiang Linfeng chuckled, then picked up a short newsletter from the table, read it word by word, and casually tossed it to Jiang Qi.

The paper seemed to be carried by a gentle breeze.

It landed squarely in Jiang Qi's hands.

"Two years ago, Wenqing Gong displayed his thousand-foot-tall Dharma form in the capital and killed Xiang Liu in the capital of the Demon Emperor. Later, he was accepted as the eighth disciple by the Confucian Sage, broke through the second rank, and became a sub-sage."

Jiang Qi stared at the words on the paper.

"In just one year, he broke through from the second rank to the first rank?"

Jiang Linfeng smiled faintly, looking at Jiang Qi and saying, "If breakthroughs in cultivation levels were truly this easy, then how many times in a thousand years would a single person in this world fail to reach the first rank?"

Jiang Qi pursed his lips and remained silent: "You don't believe me?"

Jiang Linfeng smiled faintly, but had not yet spoken.

Then a strange voice suddenly rang out:

"Why don't you believe me?"

This startled both Jiang Linfeng and Jiang Qi.

"Shhh!!"

Jiang Linfeng suddenly looked up and stared ahead, a powerful aura erupting from his body!

"boom!!"

That overwhelming energy swept through the entire bedroom.

Like the imposing force of Mount Tai, it pressed down towards the direction from which the sound came!

"Who?!"

Jiang Linfeng's voice was sharp.

The dark blue sword on the table was now in his hand, though no one knew when.

In the direction the sword was pointing, stood an unfamiliar figure.

"After all these years, Brother Wanju is still as fiery as ever."

The sound wasn't very clear.

But as soon as he heard that voice, Jiang Linfeng's expression changed drastically.

He stared intently at the figure in front of him:

"Zeng, Shi, Lin?!!"

"hehe."

The figure's lips curled up, and a smile shone in his phoenix eyes.

Raise your hand gently.

A golden light flashed.

He easily knocked the cold sword out of Jiang Linfeng's hand.

"Clang~"

The azure cold sword fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the green robe was already in front of the father and son.

"To treat a guest from afar with swords drawn is hardly the way to treat a guest."

Zeng Shilin had a smile on his face.

He displayed this skill the moment he appeared.

Jiang Linfeng's expression was somewhat gloomy.

But in an instant, Jiang Linfeng suppressed his anger and forced a smile:
"What brings Judge Wenqing here in person?"

Zeng Shilin raised an eyebrow, his expression turned serious, and his gaze swept over Jiang Linfeng and his son like lightning:
"I have come specifically to save the lives of you and your son."

The words fell.

The room was dead silent.

Jiang Linfeng remained expressionless, raising his eyes to look directly at him: "Save me?"

"Of course."

Zeng Shilin's face was ashen.

He calmly scrutinized Jiang Linfeng for a moment before slowly speaking:

"Do you know that you and your son are facing imminent disaster?"

Jiang Linfeng narrowed his eyes, scrutinized Zeng Shilin for a long while, and finally spoke:
"Lord Wenqing is joking."

"My father and I are diligent in our duties and love the people. How could there be any great calamity?"

"Ah."

Zeng Shilin gave a forced smile, his voice like a cold arrow piercing their ears:

"Xu is acting perversely and attempting to overturn the laws of heaven. My proclamation from Qinghai has spread throughout the land. Why do you and your son pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

Jiang Linfeng frowned.

Facing Zeng Shilin's sharp gaze:
"What does this have to do with me?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Zeng Shilin sneered.

"Xu Ni's alteration of the Heavenly Laws requires the array foundations of one each of a first-grade, second-grade, and third-grade cultivator!"

"How many people can hold the third rank in the current court?"

Its sound was like the cold wind from the deepest hell.

The bone-chilling cold made one's whole body stiff!
"Shhh!!"

Jiang Linfeng suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with undisguised shock.

"Well? Got it?" Zeng Shilin raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Linfeng's face was extremely ugly!
He slowly took out a piece of paper from his bosom.

It was an imperial edict.

It bears the seal of Xu Huai, the Celestial Master, and the seal of Li Zhen, the Grand Secretary.

Its text consists of only one line:
"An edict is issued to Jiang Linfeng, the Governor-General of Yan'an, ordering him to proceed to the capital immediately without delay!!"

………………

Fengqi Road.

Zeng Anmin lay leisurely in the courtyard.

Liangjiang County, the former residence of the Governor-General.

Suddenly, I heard voices beside my ear:

"Good boy!!"

The voice was extremely familiar. "Father has returned?" Zeng Anmin looked up, a smile playing on his lips.
"I suppose Jiang Linfeng has already surrendered?"

"Haha! Just as you predicted, the entire Yan'an area is now under the command of my Emperor Lide!"

"This plan is brilliant!" Zeng Shilin exclaimed with admiration.
"By simply forging an imperial edict, we were able to subdue the Jiang family without shedding a drop of blood."

Zeng Anmin grinned and quickly waved his hand:

"The key to this plan lies entirely in your presence, Father, to intimidate Jiang Linfeng."

"Otherwise, how could he have fallen into their trap so easily?"

As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in his phoenix eyes as he met Zeng Shilin's equally sharp gaze.

"In this way, my Qinghai army will soon be able to reach the capital and march straight towards the traitor Xu!!"

When Zeng Anmin said this, his face exuded an aura that made people dare not look him in the eye!
…………

Beijing.

Master Xu sat calmly in the Celestial Master's Mansion.

At this time, the Celestial Master's Mansion had very few disciples.

Like autumn leaves falling, desolate and unbearable.

The courtyard appeared unusually deserted.

"Zeng Shilin has broken through to the first rank, which has been over a month ago..."

"Did the Jiang family of Yan'an Road submit to the Zeng family?"

Master Xu murmured these words softly.

His expression was somewhat dazed.

"Is it possible to make such progress simply by gaining the favor of the Confucian sage...?"

"I underestimated him and his son."

He said this.

But the smile on his face became increasingly eerie.

The desolate Celestial Master's Mansion made his face appear extremely frightening.

"Hehe...hehe...hahaha!!"

His laughter gradually grew louder from its initial softness.

Finally, he even burst into laughter.

"Uh-huh!!!"

His figure had already appeared ten feet away from the prayer mat, stopping in the courtyard!

"Zeng Shilin, Zeng Shilin! I was worried that you would become a problem, but I never expected... that you would walk the road to the underworld!"

"When Confucianism and Taoism break through to the first rank, they have the opportunity to reverse the laws of heaven and earth. Back then, the Confucian sage relied on this to sever the destiny of the demon race and reshape the national destiny of the human race!"

"And you've got some nerve..."

"Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity"

Master Xu's laughter abruptly stopped, his eyes filled with mockery:

"You... wasted your time on this trivial trick to win people's hearts?!"

"Amazing!! Absolutely amazing!!"

"Shhh!!"

His gaze suddenly turned to one direction in the courtyard!

In that direction, three ice coffins were parked!
"In that case, you can't blame me for restoring the sacred world to its former glory!!"

In the blink of an eye.

Master Xu then appeared in front of the three ice coffins.

The scene inside the coffin was enough to shake the world!

The first coffin: Emperor Jianhong, dressed in a tattered dragon robe, with a withered face but still retaining the majesty of an emperor!

His eyes were wide open, and deep within his pupils was an intense fear and resentment.

The second coffin contained the image of an elderly man dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with white hair and beard—none other than the second-rank Grand Elder of the Sword Sect of the Taoist School!

He was previously beheaded by Zeng Anmin.

At this moment, his head was stitched up tightly with needle and thread.

The third coffin contained the image of a towering, ancient man, his body as muscular as a mountain, clad in blood-stained black armor.

It was none other than Xiang Donglai, the general who should have been stationed in the northern border to intimidate the demons of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain!

At this moment, his bones and muscles were broken, and his fatal wound was between his eyebrows.

A tiny hole, as if pierced through the soul by some invisible force!

Master Xu watched this scene calmly.

I stared at it for a very, very long time.

"The Zeng family, father and son."

"Between me and you."

"It's time to put an end to this."

…………

The news of Yan'an Road's surrender spread like wildfire.

This instantly ignited the momentum of the Qinghai City army marching north.

The army, with its vast numbers, swept through the heart of the Holy Dynasty, heading straight for the capital!

The Southern Mountain is less than 500 li ahead!

The eldest princess did not sit under the canopy.

She was clad in crimson soft armor, and a silver spear hung from the victory hook.

Her phoenix eyes, filled with authority, swept over the marching army and the road ahead.

Wu Qianfeng, fully armored, rode his horse at the front of the formation, closely following behind the Princess.

And that was tightly guarded atop the core dragon carriage.

It was none other than Emperor Lide, clad in a bright yellow dragon robe!

However, the chubby boy's face did not show much joy at the prospect of recapturing Shenjing.

Instead, it was shrouded in a layer of sorrow that was hard to dispel.

Zeng Anmin rode his horse beside the imperial carriage, his gaze calmly fixed on the mountain peak ahead, whose contours were faintly visible.

Nanshan Mountain in Beijing.

It was there that he used his spatial powers to move everyone to the Southern Territory.

And now, he's back.

With the general trend of the world in mind.

With a new emperor.

With a determination to kill Xu Ni.

"Sigh~" The little fat boy's soft sigh rang in Zeng Anmin's ears.

Zeng Anmin looked at the chubby emperor, raised an eyebrow slightly, and smiled:

"Your Majesty, the imperial carriage is being jostled; are you feeling unwell?"

The chubby emperor raised his round face, instinctively gripping the armrest of the imperial carriage, his voice slightly strained:

"Your Excellency... I always feel uneasy..."

Xu Huai... Master Xu, he..."

He swallowed his saliva:

"Do you think the dragon vein of Shouyang Mountain can still recognize me? After all..."

Zeng Anmin understood.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured!"

Zeng Anmin's voice was steady and powerful, carrying an undeniable sense of reassurance:
"The dragon vein possesses a spirit, and His Majesty is a direct descendant of the Holy Ancestor, with impeccable lineage and noble lineage. Heaven and earth bear witness to this!"

"As long as His Majesty personally visits the foot of Shouyang Mountain, his bloodline will resonate with the dragon vein at the foot of the mountain, and converge once again within His Majesty! At that time, the nation's destiny will be on his side..."

"Even if Xu Huai has extraordinary abilities, he is still no match for the mighty destiny of the nation."

Zeng Anmin's words were like a reassuring pill.

The little fat emperor's tense nerves seemed to relax a little.

He looked ahead, a glimmer of hope rekindling in his eyes:
"That's good..."

The army moved at an extremely fast pace.

It's less than half a day's journey from the capital!
Zeng Anmin was extremely relaxed, as if he were on vacation.

There was always a cryptic smile on his lips.

boom! ! !
Without warning.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, enveloped the army that stretched like a long dragon!

The light of day suddenly dimmed!

The wind stopped, and the birds and beasts fell silent.

Even the army's banners fell instantly, remaining completely still!

A chill that seemed to freeze one's very soul permeated every corner!
"Ugh!"

"Pfft!"

"The horse was startled!"

The soldiers with weaker cultivation levels collapsed to the ground, their faces pale and unable to speak!

The eldest princess was the first to be affected.

That terrifying pressure slammed into her will like a tangible hammer!
She groaned.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the hardwood floor of the chariot beneath his feet! Every bone in his body groaned under the unbearable weight, and his blood surged!

Wu Qianfeng's hair and beard bristled as he roared in an attempt to regain his footing, but he felt as if he were sinking into a quagmire. His martial arts aura became extremely sluggish, and he could barely stand. He was horrified!
coming! ! !

Zeng Anmin pursed his lips.

It felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping his heart tightly!
This oppressive aura... he was all too familiar with it!

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, fixed on the very center of Shouyangping, directly in front of the army!
There, a figure had quietly appeared, seemingly out of nowhere...

"meet again."

A familiar voice, with a half-smile, rang in Zeng Anmin's ears.

"Where's your dad?"

(End of this chapter)