Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 310 Nezha Conquers the Dragon King
How despicable! How vicious! Have all demons become so vile these days?

Having never faced such a situation before, he felt completely helpless, realizing he had been outmaneuvered by the enemy.

Li Yingqi was taken aback at first, still pondering the relationship between the centipede demon and the water demon, when he was suddenly awakened by the Taoist priest's exclamation.

Anger surged within him, and he wished he could poke seventeen or eighteen holes in that snake demon.

"Creating something out of nothing, dividing and transforming, using others to kill, and even destroying the spirit of those in power are methods that have been repeatedly used successfully by those in power."

"It seems somewhat familiar, but what could it be?"

Xiaoqing's expression was somewhat subtle. She knew better than anyone else about the current crisis, which seemed almost unsolvable.

As a demon skilled in military strategy, he knew that he had ultimately committed a major taboo in military matters.

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. If it attacks rashly without ascertaining the enemy's intentions, it has no one to blame but itself if it is outmaneuvered.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts appeared and disappeared.

This is exactly the situation that the Karmapa wanted to see. Since she is the Holy Mother, she must have a way to break the deadlock.

If not, then go die.

His inner neurosis finally flared up as he took on the role of a staff member.

They escaped Jianye's purge last time, but they couldn't escape this time either.

Under his command, the guards who had entered the city earlier poured out of the mansion and began to block off the streets, ostensibly to maintain order, but in reality, they were turning their swords inward.

They drove people out of their rooms and onto the streets to be spectators; the main event was yet to come.

At this moment, Jia Ning walked up to the city wall with a sense of pride and satisfaction.

"Snake Lord, my Xin'an County is completely innocent. Why must we suffer such misery?"

"A hundred boys and girls is absolutely impossible, haha, impossible."

They appear to be arguing logically, but their ugly faces are completely undisguised.

He even laughed out loud at the end, so he didn't act well at all.

The thrill of knowing everyone was acting, yet not caring what it did, ignited all the desires within me.

This is Xin'an County, not the capital.

He's already being very generous by putting on airs and forcing that damned Xin'an County resident to show up. What more do you want from me?

The subsequent lines were also terrible; in short, it was just a pretense of arguing reasonably and putting on a show for the people of Xin'an County.

All these actions are disgusting. Even the Bone-Melting King can't keep up with this kind of acting. Why don't you quietly count one, two, three, four, five and let me perform a one-man show?

Finally, the nameless advisor stepped forward again, urging the lord to prioritize the people and the well-being of Xin'an County, stating that selecting just ten people would quell the floods.
At this point, the wealthy and powerful families below understood what had happened. It was obvious that Jia Ning, that beast, had acted out of embarrassment and anger, putting on this show of good cop/bad cop.

But who would dare to gamble? The monster's appearance and the surrounding ocean were both real.

The most important thing is to get rid of this massive flood as soon as possible.

Every minute of delay means more rotten land and crops outside the city—their very lifeline.

Besides, with such a grand display of force brought out today, the children had no choice but to part with them, and the city was immediately filled with weeping.

The powerful oppressed the wealthy, and the wealthy bullied the weak. Through this layered pressure, ten boys and girls were selected in the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

As for the methods, they are naturally best left unsaid.

Li Yingqi, enraged, drew his sword and looked around, but could not find anyone to attack.

It's all for survival, and it's a choice she made herself; what else could she do?

It's easy to subdue demons and monsters, but the evil in people's hearts is an intangible thing that cannot be eradicated.

Jia Ning, standing on the city tower, sneered as he looked down at all the children who had been brought before him. "A bunch of wretches," he thought. "I was on guard when I went to capture them a few days ago, but they've obediently delivered themselves to me today."

But the hatred in his heart had not yet been resolved, so he continued to stand on the city wall.

The snake with the broken tail understood and began to roar fiercely, its body causing the tide to rise again.

"And the murderers who killed my sons must also be handed over."

"If you don't pay, the people in the county will be buried with you!"

The hoarse, unpleasant voice echoed through the city. The test of people's hearts had already been broken once, so this time the collapse was naturally even faster.

First, the families whose children had been taken away began to curse, and then the curses spread throughout the city.

Everything unfolded so naturally. A woman who had lost her child cursed wildly, "She's the one who brought this monster here! How dare she!"

Some people said, "If he were a real hero, he wouldn't be hiding in the city watching us die."

Some even knelt on the ground, pleading, "Great hero, we beg you, for the sake of the people of Xin'an County!"

One, two, three.
Such voices filled the city; negative forces rose from people's hearts and began to permeate the surroundings.

Whether the hero is a good person or not is not important; what is more important is that handing over the hero allows them to survive.

The Taoist priest's face turned ashen. They had come to Xin'an County to eliminate the King of the Broken-Tailed Serpent, but they had ended up in this state.

"They're all seriously ill."

Li Yingqi's killing intent could only land on empty space; there was nothing wrong with it, so how could he kill?

What they were more worried about was whether Xiaoqing could hold on.
In particular, the Taoist priest knew that human willpower could distort reality, help demons communicate with spirits, send people to become immortals, or cause people to fall into demonic ways.

The answer is that they could hold on, and even laughed.

Demonic energy surged from between his brows, using an extreme madness of obsessive attachment to block the negative power of everyone's wishes.

"Did you know that when Xu Xuan led me in our first battle, he used the tactic of 'three men make a tiger, and many voices can melt metal'?"

"I am very familiar with this set of rules, and I can even find many military allusions to it."

"Verbal attacks and written criticisms are nothing special!"

His body trembled slightly, his face was pale, but his eyes were gradually filled with madness.

This is not a passive resistance, but an active guidance.

The surrounding temperature was gradually rising, the blue bricks underfoot were beginning to crack, and the wild aura emanating from his body became more pronounced.

"He also told a story about Nezha making trouble in the sea."

"I will cut open my abdomen, remove my intestines, and return my flesh and bones to my parents, so as not to burden my parents or Chen Tang."

The Taoist priest was startled. He had heard of the name of the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, but he had never heard of such a tragic story.

Could it be that Miss Qing intends to emulate this act and sacrifice herself to save Xin'an County?!
"Absolutely not! Miss Qing, the consequence of your actions will be that Young Master Xu will turn this place into a second Guo Bei. Please think twice."

Li Yingqi tried his best to stop him, but Sha Xing was still young and couldn't say anything.

Even at this moment, Xiaoqing made a point of correcting the Taoist priest.

"Daoist, if your mind is in turmoil, do not speak nonsense. Xu Xuan would not do such a thing. He has his own path in mind, and I cannot influence him, nor should my sister."

Master Mao felt ashamed; he had indeed spoken without thinking.

But then he forgot his guilt and saw a scene that greatly shocked his Dao heart.

"Xu Xuan said that Nezha only did this because he had no other choice. If he could become a demon and slay the dragon, the crisis would naturally be resolved."

"What karma? If you don't want to pay it back, then kill them all!"

Xiaoqing's eyes flashed with a terrifying light; a double loss was better than a single loss.

With Xu Xuan gone, there's no turning back now that I've taken this step!

He shook the bracelet, and streams of light began to emerge from it.

The entire county of Shixin trembled, the violent clang of swords seeming to mock the people's choices.

Demonic and evil energy swirled around his body, his eyes were bloodshot, his black hair flew wildly, his emerald skirt turned into a dark green skirt, his bright silver armor turned into black and gold armor, and demonic patterns appeared on his embroidered battle boots.

Clang!
Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were drawn from their swords and their true forms were fully revealed, resulting in a monstrous demonic aura that swept across the sky.

Xu Xuan said: "Only if you can control my fate, can you grow a golden lotus in the fire."

"What kind of fire isn't fire?"

Black demonic flames immediately enveloped his body, distorting the very space around him.

The Taoist priest had nothing to say, but he was heartbroken about Xiaoqing's demonic possession.

"It's alright, Xu Xuan will come to rescue me!"

Having lost control, she abandoned her true self; black sword energy surged from the ground into the sky. This battle was:

The Demon Lord vanquishes the demons!

(End of this chapter)