Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 1046 Everyone’s Expectation

Top-tier divine weapons like the Purple Ying and Green Suo have their own destiny and trajectory that cannot be forced, but those second-tier flying swords and magical treasures are obtained entirely by personal luck.

Upon opening the heavy iron door, one could see a faint glow of precious light emanating from within, filled with spiritual energy.

Xu Xuan's eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned the dazzling array of weapons on the shelf. He reached out and grabbed four or five of the best-quality items: a broken jade hook that gleamed with a bluish light, a set of seven armor-piercing shuttles that shimmered with starlight, and a breastplate engraved with Bagua runes... After weighing them in his hands, he was somewhat disappointed.

These second-tier magical weapons are powerful enough to fight enemies, but they lack any truly eye-catching features.

Just as he finished packing and was about to leave, Yan Chixia called out to him from behind.

The bearded swordsman said, "Brother Xu, wait a moment. These are all righteous magical treasures in the storeroom... but there are a few particularly evil magical treasures in the secret vault. Would you like to take them down with you and try them out?"

"These are all strange and malevolent things with a strong aura. I was worried that the newly initiated disciples might not be able to hold firm to their beliefs and would be easily bewitched by them, so I put them away separately."

"However, with your skills, Brother Xu... perhaps they will come in handy in the underworld?"

Since its establishment, the disciples of New Shushan have always taken it upon themselves to slay demons and eliminate evil, and have been fighting against all kinds of evil forces for many years.

Each time they successfully exorcised a demon, they naturally seized a considerable number of demonic artifacts.

Among these spoils of war, some were indeed of exceptional quality, especially the few seized from demonic giants like the Poison Dragon Venerable, which were top-tier demonic weapons, their power in no way inferior to the sect-protecting divine weapons inherited from Mount Shu.

Destroying these demonic artifacts completely would not only be a pity, but also extremely difficult. They are often connected to the negative energy of the world, making them extremely hard to eradicate.

So Yan Chixia sealed these dangerous items together, intending to slowly refine their demonic nature and "de-harmlessly dispose of" them.

These evil weapons were kept under strict guard, and disciples were never allowed to have prolonged contact with them. After all, the term "evil weapon" was no exaggeration; their ability to bewitch and lead people astray was practically instinctive, and they could easily turn against their masters if not handled carefully.

As for why they weren't worried about Xu Xuan being affected by these demonic artifacts...
To put it simply, Xu Xuan learned to conceal the murderous aura of the infamous "Sword of Victory" within just a few months of wielding it.

Even if it were placed randomly on a busy street, it wouldn't have any impact on passersby.

It is evident that this "White Lotus Saint Father" possesses extraordinary talent in training demonic artifacts.

Upon hearing the words "evil magic weapon," Xu Xuan's eyes lit up: "Interesting, let me take a look."

Just now, Shengxie was interrupted by Yin Yang Dharma King again and again and has not yet recovered his strength. He can only stay in the Evil Land to recuperate and give up the front line of the battle.

Yan Chixia led him into a specially made secret room and successively unlocked the three imperial edicts that sealed it.

As soon as the stone door was pushed open, a gust of cold wind rushed in, mixed with the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling. The three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, along with the evil energy of the six desires, crisscrossed in the room. The demonic auras of blood, skulls, and yin fire were also commonplace.

What's even more astonishing is that each evil artifact was neatly displayed on a jade shelf, labeled with a number, and accompanied by a detailed jade slip with an introduction:

"The Seven Emotions Fan: Using the seven emotions as a trigger, it can disturb people's moral compass."

"The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls: Sealed within are nine thousand Yin souls, its malevolent aura soaring to the heavens."

"Blood God Blade: A replica of the Blood God Blade, born from drinking blood, and exceptionally ferocious."

Xu Xuan looked at each item with great interest and couldn't help but laugh out loud. What Baoan Hall Detention Center?

His gaze swept over the many evil artifacts, finally settling firmly in the center of the stone platform with a set of menacing knives.

These blades were an eerie purplish-brown color, with a texture like withered bones. The blades were engraved with dense text of the "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils - Asura" scripture, each stroke exuding a sinister aura.

The hilt is intricately carved with an image of an angry, wide-eyed Asura god, and the butt of the blade is inlaid with a specially crafted human skull, exuding a chilling aura.

He casually picked up a blade and examined it closely. Wherever the blade passed, countless illusory figures of wronged souls naturally appeared, wailing incessantly around the blade. The sinister power contained within the blade's light was almost tangible, capable of not only corroding the spiritual light of magical artifacts and defiling protective true energy, but also directly affecting the mind of his opponent.

If one is injured by this blade, even a cultivator's primordial spirit may be severed by three-tenths.

What's even more alarming is that there are a total of twenty-seven such demonic blades, all of which are currently sealed by Xuanmen talismans on a specially made jade platform. Layers upon layers of restrictive auras barely suppress the malevolent energy emanating from them.

"What a fine set of Asura Blades." Xu Xuan lightly stroked the scriptures on the blade with his fingertips, feeling the surging demonic power within. "Which demonic sect's headquarters have you attacked this time?"

The "proactiveness" of the group from New Shushan is truly remarkable; they were even able to capture such a complete set of top-tier demonic weapons.

Yan Chixia's expression turned strange upon hearing this: "It's a long story, but it was actually thanks to that girl Li Yingqi."

Some time ago, when Li Yingqi was exorcising demons in the southwest, he discovered that several small towns were strangely connected together, secretly blocking all the entrances and exits, allowing only entry but not exit.

This girl was quite bold. While using the power of Baoan Hall to mobilize local officials and soldiers to break through the outer villages and create chaos, she herself sneaked into the core area from the other side.

They discovered that there was a ruthless demon inside, who was using the blood and essence of thousands of living people to refine this Asura Demon Blade.

He immediately sent a signal, summoning the "Two Heroes and One Cloud" and Qi Jinchan, and even Yan Chixia was called to help. The group attacked together, but they were unable to defeat him.

Seeing the demon's overwhelming ferocity, Li Yingqi acted decisively, first trapping him with the Shu Mountain Sword Formation, and then secretly sending a message to his master—the Jiangnan Water Lord, Xiao Qing the Great King.

Several forces joined forces to besiege and kill this powerful demonic cultivator, eventually seizing the Asura Demon Blade.

Xu Xuan nodded repeatedly, a look of great satisfaction on his face: "Excellent, excellent. Calm in the face of adversity, knowing how to leverage external forces, and knowing how to call in reinforcements. This approach is exemplary."

Baoan Hall is practically the Whampoa Military Academy for future sword immortals, and at the same time, it makes sense why Yan Chixia's eyes were so strange just now.

This girl's way of doing things is clearly a direct inheritance from him.

After uncovering the conspiracy, they first used the power of the government to create chaos, then used military tactics to divide the battlefield, and finally gathered people to beat each other up in a righteous manner. Even the process of asking powerful figures to come out of retirement to help them was exactly the same.

After committing murder and robbing treasure, they were able to clean up the mess smoothly, making the whole process seamless.

Well, this is how a harbinger of doom should be.

As for military strategy and tactics like ganging up, those are all things we learn and improve upon later in life.

Without another word, he swept his sleeves and collected the entire stone platform along with the twenty-seven Asura Blades, transforming into a streak of light as he headed straight for Xingyang. As he passed the Yangtze River, a faint, almost imperceptible gaze emanated from the depths of the river.

The old dragon king silently watched the streak of light sweep across the sky, hoping that this fellow would do his job well this time, and not be restrained. He should make trouble when he wanted to, fight when he wanted to, and it wouldn't matter if he caused a huge disturbance.

However, it is essential to protect the photo pearl and to choose the right shooting angle.

Upon reaching the Huai River, the river suddenly burst into towering waves. A white figure darted out—it was the white-haired monkey that King Yu had suppressed there.

Scratching his head and cheek, he blocked the way in mid-air, his tone quite impatient: "Why aren't you in seclusion breaking through your cultivation realm, young man? What are you doing running around all day?"

With his sharp eyes scanning Xu Xuan, he sneered, "There's less than a year left. With your cultivation at the third realm, I could kill ten or eight of you with a single blow."

In the eyes of this former scourge of the Huai River, even if a mere cultivator of the third realm possessed some extraordinary abilities, he would ultimately find it difficult to reach the pinnacle of the battlefield.

If we don't seize the last moments to make a breakthrough, it's practically suicide.

This is already a matter of attitude.

Xu Xuan never expected such an unexpected gain; the monkey actually delivered itself to his doorstep.

If the Dragon Lord had a better relationship with this white-haired monkey, he might have secretly sent a few words of advice: "Don't waste your breath on Xu Bailian. His mouth is the most powerful thing in the world. He can talk the dead right back to life."

Unfortunately, these two had almost no contact, so naturally no one pointed this out.

Xu Xuan, as expected, would not let this opportunity slip by, and casually took out a few juicy peaches from the jade pot and tossed them over.

Since the Huai River has been revived, all the masters of Bao'an Hall have always carried some fresh fruit with them.

Of course, giving peaches is not a way to curry favor, but rather a polite gesture followed by a firmer approach.

Mr. Xu stood with his hands behind his back on a cloud, his head held high at a 45-degree angle, his tone arrogant and unrestrained:

"Breaking through to the fourth realm within a year is a piece of cake for me. As for beating you... that's not a problem either."

With a flick of his sleeve, he displayed the demeanor of a master: "But I have some trivial matters in the underworld that need to be dealt with right now, so please allow me to make a trip to the Nine Springs Hell and turn the world upside down."

That's how masters are. No matter how much they secretly search for treasures from all over the world or how frantically they prepare their escape routes, they must put on a grand show and exude an air of superiority in front of others.

This behavior, ironically, made the monkey feel a bit...appreciative.

These humans really deserve a beating.

He waved his hand, munching on a peach dripping with juice, and said, "Fine, I'll let it go for the sake of the peach." But when he heard the words "Nine Springs," a look of seriousness flashed in his sharp eyes. "That place is no peaceful place."

As the water god of the Huai River, Wuzhiqi was in charge of the laws of water and naturally knew a great deal about the affairs of the netherworld.

Back when things were lawless, I had considered causing trouble there. Now that my true form is locked up, I might as well let this human go and turn the world upside down.

With a casual stroke in the air, a golden light flashed, transforming into an ancient and simple map of the Nine Springs region:
"This is an old map from thousands of years ago. Although there have been some changes, it is largely accurate."

He tossed the scroll to Xu Xuan, grinned, and said, "If you're done making a scene, come out and get your beating."

After saying that, he somersaulted into the Huai River and disappeared amidst the splashing waves.

Xu Xuan feigned a cold smile, but his hands moved very gently as he carefully put the Nine Springs Painting into his bosom.

Examining the brushstrokes in the painting closely, one can see the winding Yellow Springs and the eerie prison, with even the stone patterns in front of the Gates of Hell clearly outlined. One can't help but be secretly surprised: I never thought that this monkey, after being suppressed for thousands of years, would develop such artistic talent. It's not the style of freehand ink painting, but rather like a master of meticulous realism.

He was even happier to receive this unexpected joy, feeling that even the monkeys of the Huai River supported his cause of trouble in the underworld, which was clearly what everyone wanted!
Upon returning to Xingyang, he immediately summoned his six disciples.

"You few, set off for Luoyang immediately," Xu Xuan said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "We'll meet in the city then."

Upon hearing this, the three heroes bowed and accepted the order: "Disciples will set off tomorrow."

They knew that the teacher was trying to clear their names; since they were far away in Luoyang when Huang Quan's incident occurred, they naturally had a perfect alibi.

The three oddities standing to the side looked regretful.

Ji, being stubborn, asked directly, "Teacher Xu, why not take us with you? We know the underworld inside and out, right?"

The implication was that they had rendered great service during the previous rampage in the underworld, and the legend of the Sixth Great Hell should still exist. They even broke into the Underworld Palace of King Zhou, and each of them left behind a poem.

Xu Xuan shook his head and sighed:

"The road we are about to take is the road to the underworld, which is extremely dangerous. Moreover, the passage is special and can only accommodate one person at a time."

"Next time."

If you were to ask which teammates the Holy Father most wanted to take to hell, it would definitely be his closest comrade-in-arms Xiao Qing, his most useful Heavenly Killer Li Yingqi, and the most unexpected unlucky guy Ji Rui.

Making trouble in the underworld—that's the right way to do it.

Unfortunately, the road to the underworld is difficult to travel.

When the "Three Wonders" learned that it was Master Xu who went down alone, they looked at each other in surprise, and then unexpectedly began to pack their belongings, their movements so fast that they left afterimages.

Qian was dumbfounded: "Weren't you just shouting that you wanted to follow your master to slay demons and monsters? How come you're running away in the blink of an eye?"

As Zao stuffed the magical artifact into his bag, he lowered his voice and said, "According to reliable sources, Master Xu tends to be quite unrestrained when he travels alone. If we don't leave now, we might get into big trouble."

He spoke subtly, but the other five immediately understood and quickened their packing, intending to set off that very night.

After the six figures disappeared into the night, Xu Xuan slowly walked towards the brightly lit prefectural governor's mansion.

Looking at the city before him, now under different control, a slight smile played on his lips:
Ready, let's get started!
(End of this chapter)