Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 715 Going to the meeting alone
A poet surnamed Li once said:

In the courtesy of Baidi Caiyun, Qianling Jiangling returned one day.

It expresses the exhilarating feeling of the Yangtze River's rapid current and the boat's swift movement.

When others write poetry, they are full of passion, but when Mr. Xu looks at the images of people traveling between the two sides of the strait, he feels sorrow.

Xiaoqing was a little confused: "What's wrong with you?"

We really hit the jackpot this time we came to Dongting Lake!

Seven of the eight great demon kings of Dongting Lake have died. Although there are still quite a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals left, they are not enough to overwhelm Taihu Lake.

The treasures of the Dragon Palace were also taken away, which can be considered a blow to the fortunes of Dongting Lake.

Professor Shi's guqin was also found, and Gui Da returned alive.

Even Yun Zhongjun was temporarily left in Yunmeng Marsh; what a glorious achievement this was!

Why are you still so gloomy?

"Master Xu, it's not that I, Xiaoqing, am criticizing you, but..."

Xiao Qing's ambition is obvious: he wants to criticize the man surnamed Xu to consolidate his prestige and launch an attack on the position of the head of the main hall.

Gui Da immediately moved away from the area to avoid getting the deputy hall master's blood on himself.

A few dishes and they dare to challenge the Great Demon King.

As Xu Xuan watched Xunyang draw ever closer, he took out the bronze vessel, intending to discuss the matter with the ambitious and resourceful deputy hall master.

The vessel remains ancient and imposing, shrouded in the faint scent of human incense and the power of wishes.

Xiaoqing leaned closer to take a look: "Hey, isn't this the one that Headmaster Shen lent you that contains the Five-Colored Valley?"

Her limited education meant she only knew it was a treasure, and a very valuable one at that.

"We owe a great debt to this treasure in Yunmeng Marsh, otherwise it would have really been eaten by those remnant souls of the demon race."

Mr. Xu's tone was full of sighs, and even more so, nostalgia.

I fondly remember that glorious moment that lasted less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, when I used the power of humanity to swarm troops amidst thousands of demons, resulting in a thrilling counterattack.

At that time, the fourth plan almost had to be activated.

Since Little Green King intends to take on more responsibility, let's give her a hand.

He took a deep breath and lifted the lid of the food vessel.

The vessel was completely empty, not even a single grain of rice remained. Upon closer inspection, several handprints were visible on the outer wall, which somewhat tarnished the treasure's reputation.

"Old Shen said that when lives are in danger, scatter a handful of grain. I didn't expect the crisis to be this critical, and that's how it is."

"May I ask, Master Qing, do you have any insightful suggestions?"

Even someone as ignorant as King Xiaoqing gasped in shock, his hands and feet turning ice-cold.

"Disaster! What are we going to do?!"

I borrowed someone's treasure, but all I got back was a container.
Xiaoqing paced anxiously on the deck, the silver bells in her hair jingling. Then, she activated her evolved brain and said somewhat haltingly, "Go to the dock, weigh out a few pounds of grains, and pour them in?"

"Haha, it doesn't seem like it will work."

He denied it to himself.

Can grains that have been sacrificed for many years be the same as those bought fresh?

One is sparkling and glowing, while the other will rot if left for too long. You can tell the difference just by smelling it, let alone looking at it.

Besides, grains come from all over the country, and it's impossible to buy them all at this time of year.

Even in such a heavy time, Xiao Qing Da Wang was able to pull off some good things, and Xu Xuan admitted that his mood had improved a lot.

Could it be that evolution has taken a turn towards imaginative thinking?

"How about we run away?" Little Green King's big eyes shone like searchlights once again. "Anyway, our base in Taihu is secure. At worst, we can become outlaws. I'll be the king, and you can be the second king!"

Xu Xuan's lips twitched: "At a time like this, you still want to argue with me about who's superior?" Xiao Qing puffed out her chest confidently: "Of course! This territory is mine, so you can only be the second king!" As she spoke, she patted the second king's shoulder, giving him an expression that said, "I only gave you this position because I think highly of you."

Xu Xuan remained silent and seriously analyzed the current situation with Xiao Qing.

Running away won't help.

When Shen Shan was young, he was the kind of person who dared to fight his way to the north to save people. He was a ruthless person who fought his way from the north to Yunmeng Marsh and then escaped. Crossing half of Kyushu was nothing to him.

The little monster put its mind to work again, and this time it came up with a rather literary phrase: "Then what do you suggest? We can't really go and apologize with thorns on our backs, can we?"

"Bearing thorns to apologize?" Xu, the mentor, almost choked on her own saliva. "When did you learn to use such elegant words?"

"Hmph!" Xiaoqing raised her chin smugly. "I've been reading the Records of the Grand Historian lately! It's just that there are so many words that it gives me a headache."

Xu Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, suddenly feeling a sense of absurdity, like the cycle of cause and effect.

Back at Bailu Academy, he spoke eloquently to Master Shen about the story of "Returning the Jade Intact to Zhao," but now Xiaoqing is giving him a "pleading guilty" speech.

Are we going to act out "The Biography of Lian Po and Lin Xiangru" from the Records of the Grand Historian?

And this trick won't work either.

Lian Po was a great general of the Zhao state. When he carried thorns on his back to apologize, he was actually using his own face to apologize to Lin Xiangru.

As a high-ranking official, Lin Xiangru naturally understood what he should do, and thus earned a reputation for harmony between the general and the minister.

Old Shen could replace the brambles with a cleaver to chop him up, performing a "butcher's skill in dissecting an ox" on the spot.

Before he went to school, this old bastard was a righteous man, not someone who would suffer losses.

Moreover, I did indeed do something wrong, and I should give an explanation.

So he said, "Xiaoqing, you don't need to come with me. I'll go alone."

Xiaoqing was moved by Xu Xuan's strength.

In reality, the person didn't want others to see the horrific state of being beaten.

At the foot of Mount Lu, clouds and mist swirl around.

Looking up at the winding mountain road that seemed to reach into the clouds, my steps felt like they were made of lead. This mountain is so high!

We should develop a few more strategies, or find a way to replenish the grains before returning.

There's no rule that you have to return borrowed items immediately. All in all, this trip to Dongting Lake only lasted seven days.

As luck would have it, they ran into an acquaintance.

"Instructor Xu!"

A clear voice came from behind.

Xu Xuan turned around stiffly and saw a blue-curtained carriage slowly approaching. The curtain was lifted to reveal a handsome young man's face—Lu Nan, the most outstanding student of this generation at Bailu Academy.

"Are you going up the mountain? Come, come, get in the carriage!" Lu Nan waved enthusiastically, and the carriage came to a smooth stop by the roadside.

Xu Xuan's lips twitched.

Makes it seem like you have a carriage? Don't you know I can fly?

Well, Lu Nan really didn't know.

"Then... I'll have to trouble you." He forced a smile and stepped onto the carriage using a footstool.

Since he was already there, he figured he might as well make the best of it and that the trip might not necessarily be too risky.

The carriage was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, and the soft cushions were embroidered with exquisite orchid patterns, making it truly comfortable.

The carriage slowly started moving and traveled up the winding ancient mountain road.

"Professor Xu visited Bailu Academy a few days ago, and the professors mentioned you," Lu Nan said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)