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Chapter 395 Studying Confucianism Can't Save the Great Feng Dynasty (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

Two great calamities befell heaven and earth. The Daoist Master plotted to slaughter all living beings in the Nine Provinces, gather the fortune of the Nine Provinces into one's own body, and replace the Heavenly Dao...

A barrage of unbelievable information, like a thunderbolt from the sky, exploded in everyone's ears, leaving them feeling dizzy and disoriented, unable to believe it.

Is this what will happen in the future?
If it's true, then that's just too hopeless!
"On that day, I witnessed the Witch God, the Gu God, the Buddha, and a powerful god-demon who called himself 'Wilderness' come together to slaughter all living beings inside and outside the capital."

"Before these extraordinary beings, all resistance is futile. Even the heroic spirit of the Confucian sage can only hold them off for a moment, but in the end, they can only watch helplessly as everything turns to ashes."

"I died in that battle, and when I woke up again, I had returned to my childhood."

"At first, I thought it was just a nightmare and didn't take it to heart. But as I got older, the memory became clearer and clearer. Many things happened exactly the same as those in the dream."

Even the poems, lyrics, and essays I've created over the years, as well as the methods for making monosodium glutamate and cement, all originated from this.

"I'm conflicted. I want to tell these things, but I'm afraid people will think I'm crazy and that I'll alert Emperor Yuanjing and those top-tier forces. So I've kept these secrets to myself and silently accumulated strength until the day I'm strong enough to reveal all the answers."

As Wu Xian spoke, his tone was wistful and bitter, making one want to believe him, while also seemingly feeling his despair and helplessness in the face of a tragic future.

Wei Yuan, Huai Qing, and Zhao Shou, who were close to Wu Xian, all had rather complicated expressions. Huai Qing, in particular, had a glint in his eyes, as if he were feeling a little sorry for him.

"So what should we do now?"

Zhang Shen, a great Confucian scholar from Yunlu Academy, couldn't help but ask, "If in the future it really is as you say, with four supreme beings seeking to devour the Nine Provinces, then how exactly can we stop them?"

Only the best can deal with the best!

Wu Xian said solemnly, "The strength of a top-tier expert is immeasurable. Each of them is a walking natural disaster. Given enough time, they can destroy the entire world. Even a first-tier expert is nothing more than a slightly stronger ant in front of them."

"And there are four of these guys in total."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan, Luo Yuheng, and Zhao Shou, all experts at the Transcendent Realm, adopted solemn expressions.

Only those at a higher level can truly understand the terrifying power of high-level cultivators. Even if the difference is only one rank, the gap between them cannot be bridged by sheer numbers.

Just like the protagonist Xu Qi'an in the original work, who, together with Kou Yangzhou and Asuluo, who were both of the second rank, fought against the Bodhisattva Garan Tree, who had the first rank of Bodhisattva, they still could not win and could only rely on their immortal bodies to withstand the opponent's attacks.

As the pinnacle of cultivators in this world, the gap between them and the first rank is ten times, or even nine times, greater than the gap between ordinary cultivators and extraordinary ones.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces gradually turned pale, some even losing focus in their eyes, giving the impression that they wanted to completely give up and become lazy bums.

"If that's the case, why did you do what you did today?"

Huaiqing suddenly spoke, looking up at Wu Xian with hope in his eyes.

"You said you wanted to reverse the future, does that mean you've already figured out a way?"

"Not bad!"

Wu Xian's lips curled up, and then he said in a serious tone:

"Only the best can compete with the best, and even among the best, there are different grades."

"For example, among the four supreme beings—Buddha, Witch God, Gu God, and Desolate—Buddha is the strongest and Desolate is the weakest, but they are generally at the same level."

"And above them, the Confucian Sage is clearly a level higher. It is because of this that the Confucian Sage was able to seal everyone except Huang. This is something that the future Dean Zhao told me."

"Not bad!"

Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively looked at Zhao Shou, who didn't keep them in suspense and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Besides the God of Witchcraft and the God of Gu, the Confucian sage from a thousand years ago also sealed away the Buddha. This is a secret that only the Dean of Yunlu Academy knows."

After receiving confirmation, everyone was filled with emotion. Although they knew that the Confucian sage was very strong, they did not expect him to be this strong. He truly deserves to be the strongest of all systems, the Confucian school. Apart from not being able to live forever, he has almost no weaknesses.

"You mean, you want Dean Zhao to be promoted to the Confucian Sage?"

Wei Yuan seemed to have thought of something and asked uncertainly.

Wu Xian nodded, then shook his head. "After reaching the third rank in Confucianism, one needs to rely on the imperial court's fortune to continue advancing. I am confident that I can help Zhao Shou break through to the first rank of Quasi-Sage, but the Confucian Sage realm... it is not something that can be achieved in just a few years."

"Of course, even if he is only a sub-saint, with the help of the Confucian Sage Carving Knife, he can summon the heroic spirit of the Confucian Sage. He should be able to resist a super-grade one on his own without much trouble."

"As for the remaining three Super Grade..."

Wu Xian paused, then looked at Wei Yuan and said quietly:

"Lord Wei, have you ever heard of the God of War?"

"A God of War?!"

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, his mind racing, and he tentatively asked, "Is this the title given after a martial artist reaches the highest grade?"

"good."

Wu Xian smiled and said, "Everyone says that Confucianism is the strongest system, but they don't know that martial artists are the truly strongest. Once a martial artist breaks through to the Super Grade and becomes a Martial God, they have the ability to kill other Super Grade martial artists!"

A moment of silence fell over the room, and everyone stared in disbelief.

If he could kill other super-grade beings, wouldn't he be even more powerful than the Confucian Sage?
"The Martial God is the strongest Super Grade. It can be said that as long as we can cultivate a Martial God, we will have hope of a comeback."

"So that's why you chose the martial arts system after your rebirth, Mu Zhi?"

Zhao Shou said this with a rather regretful tone.

He had tried to dissuade Wu Xian from switching to the Confucian system more than once, but Wu Xian had always politely declined. Now that he thought about it, it must have been for this reason.

"Studying Confucianism cannot save the Great Feng Dynasty!"

Wu Xian shook his head, clenched his fist slightly, making a popping sound as he spoke calmly:
"Just last night, my power finally broke through to the extraordinary level, and as a result, I received a gift from my past self before my rebirth, which made my combat strength comparable to that of a first-rank warrior. But this is still far from enough. To become a Martial God, I still need three crucial conditions."

"Firstly, it requires possessing an exceptionally large amount of good fortune;"

Secondly, it is about gaining the approval of the people;

"As for the third one..."

Wu Xian paused slightly, then began to speak in riddles under the curious gazes of the crowd.

"I'm sorry, but this last condition is too important to be revealed easily. At least until someone becomes a half-step Martial God, I don't plan to say it for the time being."

"A half-step Martial God?"

Another new term has emerged, diverting everyone's attention.

Wu Xian readily agreed and told everyone about Shen Shu, the only half-step martial god in the world. Upon learning that Shen Shu was actually created by the Buddha, he felt a surge of pressure.

"Before my rebirth, the Great Feng had already cultivated a new half-step Martial God, and joined forces with the demon race. The two half-step Martial Gods working together were already able to barely stop a Super Grade."

"So theoretically, as long as we can cultivate another half-step Martial God, and combine it with the power of a Quasi-Saint and the entire Great Feng, we can contend with two Super Grade beings."

"As for the two remaining super-grade ones, I also have a way to deal with them, which can at least buy time for the birth of the Martial God... Of course, it's too early to talk about these things now, we can bring them up later."

"The most important thing now is to improve the fortune of the Great Feng. Both the Confucian Sage and the God of War need sufficient fortune to advance."

"so……"

Wu Xian looked at Huaiqing, the Crown Prince, the Fourth Prince, and the princes and princesses who appeared in the hall, and said calmly, "Gentlemen, who do you think can become the new emperor of the Great Feng Dynasty?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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