Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 632 Major and Minor Trends
The headmaster's level is not even as good as Master Li's, and the desolate mountain academy is nothing more than a smokescreen.

Ji Rui's white deer rushed into the school and kicked over the table where the Analects of Confucius was placed, revealing its fox tail underneath.

I finally met a vixen, but she turned out to be a weirdo who liked to pretend to be a scholar and enjoy people's awe.

In a fit of anger, he was exiled to Jintian Academy to study hard.

We continued our journey, stopping and starting intermittently.

Outside the car window, an old wolf on the verge of becoming a demon was killed by sonic waves.

“Something’s not right.” Ning Caichen suddenly pressed down on the vibrating strings of his zither. “The demonic scourge of Taihu Lake has been quelled, so why are the evil spirits increasing instead of decreasing?”

"Could it be that someone is stirring up trouble behind the scenes?" Zao and the others knew what Master Xu had been doing in secret, so they were somewhat suspicious of Jiangnan Yaofen.

After all, the cultural heritage of Jiangnan has been activated by someone, bringing with it the power of education and good fortune, truly achieving a level of unity and shared destiny.

Moreover, as direct disciples, they also learned about other things in Baoan Hall.

For example, the fates of certain prefects, such as Song Youde's promotion and the transfer of Magistrate Ximen.

They also eliminated several powerful demons that had been entrenched in Jiangnan, including the Blood Demon, which the Three Wonders had encountered once.

Not to mention he'd been to the underworld twice and learned a lot of new information. Master Xu had done things like clearing out the Ghost King and eliminating the strongholds of underworld overlords.

Logically, after doing so much, the result shouldn't be like this.

Facing the inquisitive gazes of the group, the Father gave a brief explanation from inside the carriage.

"Because this is how the world should be."

Is this how it should be?

The saying "the Way is waning and the Demons are rising" is not just a saying; this world should already be teeming with demons and monsters, and everywhere should be overrun with evil spirits.

Natural disasters and man-made calamities, one after another, fuel the rise of negative forces, much like the Qiantang River. For every inch the demonic energy rises, filth is washed a foot ashore. When the dam bursts and the floodwaters overflow, it will be a time of upheaval and upheaval.

The group listened with heavy hearts; the crisis in Kyushu was indeed so terrible.

Ji seemed to be deep in thought: "Could it be that the peace in Qiantang and even the surrounding areas is because the power of the demonic path has been diverted by another river, thus reducing the amount of filth?"

Xu Xuan's murderous intent has resurfaced, making you seem clever, isn't it?

He coughed twice: "How is this possible!" "Do you think the overwhelming force of the demonic path can be withstood by any single individual?"

"The reason it can remain in this state is because righteous people are constantly reinforcing the dam. Heroes will emerge one after another to uphold hope for humanity."

“Our Baoan Hall is full of seeds chosen by the righteous path, and they will all grow into warriors who fight against evil.”

Sanqi thought about it and realized it was true. If it weren't for the cause of justice, how could so many heroes have gathered together?

Even stronger evidence is Zhanlu.

The Sword of Benevolence is like the ultimate proof of faction, representing far too many meanings.

Ji Rui did say one more thing: "We still have Sheng Xie," and then he was knocked unconscious by Zao.

Xu Xuan leaned against the window and suddenly felt exhausted. You guys really need to stop thinking outside the box.

However, the situation has indeed deteriorated somewhat.

What I just said was still somewhat reserved. For example, from Bai Lian's perspective, he could observe that the human destiny was weakened slightly once again, and the source was likely the North.

At this moment, the blue cloth curtain of the carriage was lifted by a corner by the wind, and the outline of Qiantang appeared in the misty rain.

Even if there's a conspiracy in the north, we'll deal with it after some time.

Things must be done one at a time, and paths must be taken one step at a time.

Don't forget that the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon; you need to protect the two snakes in your home!

As Xu Xuan led his troops away, the emergence of Zhanlu actually boosted the confidence of a certain entity. On Dongting Lake, the mist surged like a dragon.

Yun Zhongjun leaned against the white jade balustrade, his fingertips lightly tapping the bronze wine vessel. The dissipated blue column of energy on the eastern horizon filled him with immense joy.

"Born against the times"

"Okay, okay."

This being who rules over the eight hundred miles of Dongting Lake rarely shows a smile. When Mount Shu fell, He merely raised an eyelid; when the Water Lord of Taihu Lake was born, He simply watched the spectacle and tossed aside a seal. Even when the return of the White Lotus Holy Mother caused a stir in both the righteous and demonic realms, He merely observed from afar with indifference.

What truly moved me was the death of the Great Compassionate Dharma King; only the passing of a past friend could evoke such profound emotions in the long-lived.

Today is different; today is filled with joy.

The Zhanlu Sword—a sword of benevolence—should not reappear in this chaotic world where demons are rising and the Way is declining.

This is almost a very good omen for my plans.

This proves that the overall trend of Heaven remains unchanged, while minor trends can be altered.

The so-called Lord of the Clouds and the so-called Yunmeng Great Marsh are but minor forces.

His jade-like fingers suddenly clenched the wine vessel, and the nectar turned into rising mist. As Yun Zhongjun turned around, the cloud-patterned stone bricks on the entire Junshan Mountain simultaneously lit up with a ghostly blue light.

A moment later, inside the Dongting Water Palace, eight figures of different shapes knelt down at the foot of the glazed steps.

The Xiangjiang alligator dragon, the Yuanshui ghost shark, and the Zijiang blood vine—these great demons who govern their respective waterways—are now deliberately breathing softly.

They were terrified. They were afraid of accidents when the king didn't summon them before, and they were still afraid of accidents when the king summoned them now.

After all, the Lord of the Waters has never had a gentle side, only a powerful, mysterious, and brutal one.

At that moment, a low laugh came from the clouds above: "I remember, there were originally eleven demon kings in Dongting Lake?"

Petals fell from the Blood Vine Demon King's body: "Yes, yes. The Snake Mother of Xiangyin trespassed on Junshan Mountain back then, and you hung her on Yueyang Tower to dry into snake jerky."

The Dragon King raised his head, which was covered in scales: "Two others have lost their power because the water has dried up."

Yun Zhongjun seemed to realize something.

"I had completely forgotten about it until you mentioned it; it's been so long."

Upstream from the three rivers of Hunan and the four estuaries of the Yangtze River downstream, each key location is guarded by a formidable and ruthless figure, totaling eleven.

However, Yunmeng has transformed into Dongting Lake, and Dongting Lake has been divided into three parts. This vast swamp has been fragmented by the evolution of heaven and earth, and its power and fortune are no longer what they used to be, so it can no longer support too many demon kings.

"So, what changes have occurred in Dongting Lake recently?"

He wanted to know if there was any more good news.

The eight demon kings remained silent, unsure how to respond. After all, the changes in the emperor's eyes must have been earth-shattering.

After the demons talked for a long time about the major events without receiving a response, the Blood Vine Demon King stammered out the details of what was happening inside Dongting Lake.

“A divine tortoise has returned with a brocade box, and it is said that the Dragon Palace is about to open.”

This should be considered a major event recently. Several demon kings are very interested in it in private, because it's a dragon!

Yun Zhongjun expressed some disappointment, saying that he was still not interested in this matter. He did not need the Dragon Gate in the Dongting Dragon Palace, nor did he need gold, silver, treasures, spiritual stones, or magical artifacts.

However, these few subordinates seemed somewhat interested.

How foolish! The bloodline level of the Dongting Dragon Palace... Oh well, it's a stroke of luck for you too.

So he pulled two boxes out of the clouds and threw them down.

Then Yun Zhongjun returned to the depths of the clouds and continued to remain silent on Mount Jun, seemingly accumulating some kind of power.

　My computer broke down today, which caused me a lot of time, sorry.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)